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Gwendolyn: You telegraph punches, leave blind sides open and, uh, for a school-night slaying, take entirely too much time. Which one of you is Faith?
Faith: Depends. Who the hell are you?
Gwendolyn: Gwendolyn Post, Mrs. Your new Watcher.
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Buffy: How are you?
Faith: Five by five.
Buffy: I'll interpret that as good.
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Gwendolyn: The fact is, there is talk in the Council that you have become a bit too... American.
Giles: Me?
Buffy: Him?
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Giles: She was kicked out by the council a couple of years ago for "misuses of dark power." They swear there was a memo.
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Xander: (by himself in graveyard) Hey Giles! Here a nifty idea. Why don't I alleviate my guilt by going out and getting myself really, really killed?
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Giles: That was bracing.
Buffy: Interesting lady. Can we kill her?
Giles: I think the council might frown upon that.
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Faith: I have this thing with authority figures. They end up kind of dead.
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Gwendolyn: Faith, a word of advice. You're an idiot.
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Buffy: It's just... old habit. Bad, bad habit - to be broken.
Angel: It's hard.
Buffy: It's not hard. Cold turkey. That's the key to quitting.
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Gwenlodyn: The pictures are fun to look at, Mr. Giles, but one really ought to read the nice words as well.
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Willow: A boyfriend? Why wouldn't she tell us?
Cordelia: Excuse me? When your last steady killed half the class, and then your rebound guy sends you a dump-o-gram? It makes a girl shy.
Xander: But we're the best of Buffy's bestest buds. She'd tell us.
Buffy: Tell you what?
Willow: About your new boyfriend, who we made up... unless we didn't?
Buffy: This was a topic of discussion?
Oz: Well, raised, but never discussed.
Cordelia: So, are you dating somebody or not?
Buffy: I wouldn't use the word "dating", but I am going out with somebody. Tonight, as a matter of fact.
Willow: Really? Who?
Faith: Yo, what's up? Hey, time to motorvate.
Buffy: Really, we're just good friends.
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Buffy: Synchronized slaying.
Faith: New Olympic category?
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Willow: Oz! Hey! Have a seat... except, we don't have any seats.
Oz: It's okay, I'll just scrunch in.
Willow: And that's very beautiful. I think it's great when two people like two people and want to be close to them instead of anyone else.
Xander: Hear, hear!
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Xander: Hey, Giles, here's a nifty idea. Why don't I alleviate my guilt by going out and getting really, really killed?
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Cordelia: What gives you the right to suck face with your demon lover again?
Buffy: It was an accident!
Xander: What, you just tripped and fell on his lips?
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Buffy: I just wanted to wait...
Xander: For what? For Angel to go psycho again the next time you give him a happy?
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Giles: I won't remind you that the fate of the world often lies with the Slayer. What would be the point? Nor shall I remind you that you've jeopardized the lives of all that you hold dear by harboring a known murderer.
But, sadly, I must remind you that Angel tortured me... For hours... For pleasure. You should have told me he was alive. You didn't. You have no respect for me or the job I perform.