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Faith-in-Buffy: So you guys been hanging out a lot lately, huh?
Tara: Yeah, she's really cool.
Faith-in-Buffy: (smiling) So Willow's not driving stick anymore. Who would have thought?
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Giles: If you are Buffy, then you'll let me tie you up... without killing me... until we find out whether you're telling the truth.
Buffy-in-Faith: Giles, Faith has taken my body, and for all I know she's taken it to Mexico by now. I don't have time for bondage fun.
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Willow: We'll get together with Buffy another time. Sometime soon. I think you'll really like her.
Tara: She's not your friend.
Willow: I may have overestimated the "you liking her" factor.
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Riley: Door's open.
Faith-in-Buffy: So?
Riley: So my fantasies don't tend to include a bunch of Marines staring in at me.
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Buffy: How did you respond so fast?
Riley: I didn't. I was just late for church.
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Giles: It's about Faith, not surprisingly.
Faith-in-Buffy: Didn't Joyce tell you? I already kicked that ass.
Xander: I feel a high-five coming on.
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Spike: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
Faith-in-Buffy: Cause I'm a stuck-up tight-ass with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
Faith-in-Buffy: Cause I could do anything I want, and instead I choose to pout and whine and feel the burden of Slayerness? I mean, I could be rich, I could be famous, I could have anything. Anyone. Even you, Spike.....I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don't? Because it's wrong.
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Tara: I am, you know.
Willow: What?
(Tara turns and looks up at Willow)
Tara: Yours.
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Tara: W-Willow said he w-w-w-w-w-we....
Faith-in-Buffy: w-w-w-w-w-what? You gonna get that sentence out sometime tonight?
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Buffy-in-Faith: Oh, when I had psychic power I heard my mother think that you were like a stevedore during sex. Do you want me to continue?
Giles: Actually I beg you to stop.
Buffy-in-Faith: What's a stevedore?
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Anya: We were going to light a bunch of candles and have sex near them.
Faith-in-Buffy: Well, we certainly don't want to cut into that seven minutes.
Anya: Hey!
Xander: I believe that's my 'hey.' Hey!
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Giles: Look, I know what you are going to say, and...
Buffy-in-Faith: I'm Buffy.
Giles: All right, I didn't know what you were going to say, but that doesn't make you any less crazy.
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Faith-in-Buffy: You can't do that - it's wrong - I'll kick your ass.
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Faith-in-Buffy: Spike, Spike... William the Bloody with a chip in his head. I kinda love this town.