Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Buffy: History isn't my best subject. I sort of lack a best subject.

Buffy: Principal Flutie? Principal Flutie: Bambi? (Buffy shakes her head) Barbie? Betty? Wilma? Buffy: Buffy.

Giles: Into every generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world. A Chosen One. Buffy: Wow, you're gonna do the speech and everything.

Buffy: (to Giles) You don't know anything about it. You don't know what it's like. I was happy. I was Cindy Lou Who just coasting through my life when vampires – which are only supposed to be in cheesy movies – start killing people. People I know. And I find out I'm the Slayer, the only one in the world, and I gotta stop them.

Giles: I can not believe that the fate of the world may well be in the hands of this... teen thing. Buffy: Relax. The world's in beauty hands. Trust me!

Xander: Ah... the Dirty Girls. Buffy: Why do you call them... (sniffs) Oh, wow. Xander: They have views on hygiene. It's pretty intense. Buffy: So which group are you affiliated with? Xander: Well, I've applied to a few, but doesn't look good. I haven't heard back from the Dirty Girls.

Buffy: I'm retired. Giles: But your work is not finished. Buffy: My work? I'm sixteen! I don't have work. I have homework.

Buffy: So what is it with vampires and clothes? You always think the march of fashion stopped dead the day you did. It really is such a giveaway.

Buffy: You know, you really shouldn't be here. A vampire, all alone at night. It just isn't safe. Vampire: You've got me wrong. Buffy: Oh, my bad. You're not a vampire? Vampire: I'm not alone.

Cordette: Hey, look at them. Cordelia: Well, it seems Buffy's found her own level. Harmony: I can't believe we were almost nice to her. Cordette: I know!

Buffy: Principal Flutie... Principal Flutie: Betty? Buffy: I just want you to... Buffy. To know that I'm not going to cause trouble. There's not going to be any incidents like at my old school. Principal Flutie: Well, I certainly hope not. Buffy: No. I'm here to have fun. But, I mean... learning. Fun with learning.

Cordelia: Has any girl ever spoken to you of her own free will? I don't think so. Xander: You know I've often wondered why that is. Cordelia: Got a mirror? (Cordy walks away) Xander: Check back tomorrow, I'll have that devastating comeback ready.

Giles: I´m not saying you didn´t do well... Wait, now I am. You didn´t do well. You stunk up the place.

Willow: (running in with a cross in her hands) Freeze! I know how to use this... I think.

Willow: Mr. Worth says you never pay attention. Xander: I pay attention... just not to him.

Buffy: I don't suppose you'd be sweeties and attack me one at a time? Vampire: You watch too many movies. Buffy: You can never watch too many movies.

Principal Flutie: I don't think you'll have any problem adjusting, Bunny. Buffy: Buffy. Principal Flutie: Just remember our personal rules. No gang colors, no fur. No hanging from the rafters in the cafeteria screaming "Meat is murder!" on Sloppy Joe day. That became very popular last month, had to put my foot down.

Buffy: Ow... that was my favorite spine.

Darla: I heard a noise. Boy: It's nothing. Darla: Maybe it's something. Boy: Or maybe it's some thing. Darla: That's not funny.

Principal Flutie: We very seldom... we almost never have dead kids stuffed in a locker. I have a very strict policy about that. Buffy: So it's true? Principal Flutie: I know it's hard. Certainly not the welcome I would have planned for you. I know you're upset, confused... You've probably go that thing like when you burp and you've got that vomity taste in your mouth… I just want you to know that we're all here for you. If there's anything that you need... Buffy: Can I look at the body?

Willow: Do you think he was killed? Cordelia: No, I'm sure it was natural causes. He crawled up into a locker and died of old age.

Aphrodesia: What kind of weird name is Buffy?