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Parker: I mean, everybody says they get it. "Oh man, me too. Live for today." But what they really want is an excuse to goof off and not study for finals.
Buffy: Also a valid life choice.
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Spike: Listen to me, you stupid bint. This gem is everything. I came back to Sunnydale for it, a place which has witnessed some truly spectacular kickings of my ass.
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Xander: I'm not enjoying this.
Giles: Well, shelve them correctly and we can finish.
Xander: I just don't get your crazy system.
Giles: My system? It's called the alphabet.
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Xander: So, the crux of this plan is...
Anya: Sexual intercourse. I've said it, like, a dozen times.
Xander: Uh huh. Just working through a little hysterical deafness here.
Anya: I think it's the secret to getting you out of my mind. Putting you behind me. Behind me figuratively. I'm thinking face to face for the event itself.
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Anya: So, where's our relationship going?
Xander: Our what? Our who?
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Spike: So, you let Parker take a poke, eh? Didn't seem like you knew each other that well. What did it take to pry apart the Slayer's dimpled knees?
Buffy: You're a pig, Spike.
Spike: Did he play the sensitive lad and get you to seduce him? That's a good trick if the girl's thick enough to buy it. I wonder what went wrong. Were you too strong? Did you bruise the boy? I guess it doesn't matter. You were never worth a second go. Come to think of it, someone told me as much. Who was that? Oh yeah... Angel.
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Willow: Did it happen with Parker?
Buffy: Yeah, it happened.
Willow: Well, and? Details! I mean, not details, I don't need a diagram. But, you know, like maybe a blurry watercolor.
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Willow: He's a poop head.
Buffy: You're right. He's manipulative and shallow... and why doesn't he want me? Am I so repulsive? If there was something repulsive about me, you'd tell me, right?
Willow: I'm your friend. I would call you repulsive in a second.
Buffy: Maybe Parker and I could still work it out. Do you think we could still work it out?
Willow: I think you're missing something about this whole "poop head" principal.
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Oz: Okay, either I'm borrowing all your albums, or I'm moving in.
Giles: Oz, there are more important things than records right now.
Oz: More important than this one?
Giles: Um, I suppose an argument could be made for...
Xander: Whoa, Giles has a TV. Everybody, Giles has a TV! He's shallow like us.
Oz: I got to admit, I'm a little disappointed.
Giles: I-I-I...
Willow: Well, maybe it doesn't work. It's like art.
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Spike: The Gem of Amara. Official sponsor of my killing you.
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Parker: You think I could get a dance with the prettiest girl at the party?
Buffy: And what do I do, just stand here and watch?
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Xander: But sexual interc- What you're talking about, well- and I'm actually turning into a woman as I say this -- but it's about expressing something. And accepting consequences.
Anya: Oh, I have condoms. Some are black.
Xander: That's... that's very considerate.
Anya: I like you. You're funny, and you're nicely shaped. And frankly, it's ludicrous to have these interlocking bodies and not... interlock. Please remove your clothing now.
Xander: And the amazing thing... still more romantic than Faith.
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Spike: We've got an extra set of chains.
Harmony: Ew. Just because Dorkus went in for that...
Spike: Drusilla.
Harmony: Whatever.
Spike: Say her name.
Harmony: Dorkus.
Spike: Bite your tongue.
Harmony: Do it for me.
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Harmony: Hey, I don't have a pulse. Cool! Can we eat a doctor so I can get a stethoscope and hear my heart not beating?
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Harmony: Is Antonio Bandaras a vampire?
Spike: No.
Harmony: Oh. Can I make him a vampire?
Spike: No. Wait. On second thought, yeah. Go do that. Take your time. Do Melanie and the kids as well.
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Bufffy: What's the matter, Spike? Dru dump you again?
Spike: Maybe I dumped her!
Harmony: She left him for a fungus demon. That's all he talks about most days.
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Buffy: This is it. My door. Wood. Maybe some kind of wood veneer.
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Oz: Devon dated her for a while, but she was too flaky for him, which, stop and marvel at the concept.
Buffy: Guy dating Harmony dead. Must be, like, the most tolerant guy in the world.
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Anya: I can't stop thinking about you. Sometimes, in my dreams, you're all naked.
Xander: Really? You know, if I'm in the check-out line at Wal-Mart, I've had that same one.
Anya: So I can assume a standing Friday night date, and a mutual recognition of prom night as our dating anniversary?
Xander: Anya, slow down. In fact, come to a screeching halt.
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Parker: I'm not doing the deep "get sympathy" routine. I mean, don't you just hate guys who are all, "I'm dark and brooding, so give me love."
Buffy: I don't think I've ever met that type.
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Devon: That was, like, the best set ever. We'll do great in LA. We're gonna have them glued to their seats.
Willow: Uh, Devon? Aren't they supposed to dance?
Oz: Well, we can glue them to the dance floor.
Devon: I don't mean with real glue. You got that, right?
Oz: I got that.
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Willow: Buffy's looking at Parker, who, it turns out, has a reflection, so big plus there. Buffy's having lusty wrong feelings.
Buffy: No, I'm not.
Willow: No, you're not.
Buffy: Oh, I so am.
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Harmony: Being a vampire sucks!
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Anya: You should lock your door.
Giles: Believe me, I am kicking myself.
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Harmony: You love that tunnel more than me.
Spike: I love syphilis more than you.
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Buffy: Harmony is a vampire? She must be dying without a reflection.