C: He saw Buffy. He was in Sunnydale for three days tracking her and that thingamajiggy you saw in your vision. Where's the crabby scowl? The morbid gloom?

C: Batten down the hatches. Here comes Hurricane Buffy.
D: You think? Maybe he's over her.
C: You have so much to learn Little Irish Man.

D: (indicating stake) Why don't you let me have that?
A: Because I need it to level my desk. The floor's uneven.

A: I didn't want to stir things up.
C: You don't want to stir, but if my ex came to town and was all stalking me in the shadows and then left and then he didn't even say hello, I'd be . . .
B: A little upset. Wouldn't you?

C: Well, this is Doyle and he gets visions of people in trouble . . . .
D: Pleased to make your acqu--
C: And this is us leaving you two alone.

A: It's complicated how this all happened, Buffy, you know. It's kind of a long story.
B: Your new sidekick had a vision, I was in it, you came to Sunnydale?
A: Okay, maybe not that long.

B: You didn't feel that I was important enough to even tell me that you were there.
A: I'm trying to explain. It's because I felt you were important that I didn't tell you.

B: I don't need you skulking around, trying to protect me . . . unless, of course, I'm in some gigantic fight to the death, which I was last night. That was you helping me, wasn't it?
A: I was in the neighborhood. Skulking.

D: So that's the Slayer.
C: That's our little Buffy.
D: Well, she seemed a little . . .
C: Bulgarian in that outfit?
D: No, I was gonna say hurt.

C: They'll be into this for a while. We still have time for a cappuccino and probably the director's cut of Titanic.

B: I just know that when you're around, whether I see you or not, I feel you. Inside. And it throws me.
A: It throws me, too.

D: Did you hear that?
C: Oh, yeah. The Buffy and Angel Show. First, they talk out their differences, then, they punch them out.

B: Friend of yours?
A: Never saw it before.
B: It was rude. We should go kill it.
A: I'm free.

B: Maybe if your crack staff hadn't run off at the first sign of trouble, they could have helped us with some research.

B: It's a lot handier than your fightin' ax.
A: Unless it chops them in two and maybe takes some of your hand with it.

B: Are you getting anything? Cuz I sure smell sewer.

B: Angel? You okay?
A: I feel weird.
B: I know. I do, too. I mean, I only came to see you so I could tell you face to face not to see me face to face anymore. And I know there's a fly in that logic ointment somewhere, but the next thing I knew, we were being attacked by this Mutant Ninja Demon Thing, and we're on the floor on top of each other, and it's just really confusing being around you.
A: No, I meant I felt weird from the demon's blood. It's powerful.
B: O-kay. Let's just rewind Buffy's little outburst and pretend it never happened.

B: Oh boy. I was really jonesing for another heartbreaking sewer talk.

A: I'm alive!

C: Oh my god! She killed him! < touches dust > Oops. My bad. It's just dust. I forgot to clean under the rug.
D: What are you trying to give me a heart attack?
C: Hey, don't blame me if he's too cheap to hire a cleaning lady.

C: Hey! You walked in the front door from the street. You've . . .
A: Yeah.
C: . . . got an umbrella!

A: Some of its blood mixed with mine.
D: And you wound up with a pulse.

A: Ugh, my back. It hurts. Everything's . . .
D: More real? Now that you're real?

A: I'm a mortal now. I have a mortal body, and . . . . I'm so hungry!!

C: Look out! He's going to eat! < look > Everything in sight.

A: You know, I'd forgotten how good it all tastes when you're alive.
C: Yeah, they didn't even have cookie dough fudge mint chip in your day.
A: Oh! I want some. Can you get that?
C: It'll go straight to your thighs.

A: I love chocolate! < gulp> Ugh, yech. But not, as it turns out, yogurt.

A: Now my stomach's killing me.

D: The Powers That Be don't live in our reality. You have to approach them through channels. Dangerous channels.
A: Start approaching.
D: All right, all right. Maybe we could try the Oracles. But if they turn you into a toad, don't say I didn't warn you.

A: The gateway for lost souls . . . . is under the post office?
D: Makes sense if you think about it.

Oracle: I like time. There's so little and so much of it.

D: Look at your watch.
A: I can't do that Doyle. Next time * remind * me to bring a gift?
D: I knew I forgot something.

C: This plant was thriving just this morning. Now look at it. I'm telling you, where she leads, dark forces follow.
D: Buffy gave it mites?
C: How else do you explain it?
D: Jealousy?
C: I'm jealous of her? Please!
D: Just a theory.

D: Don't they deserve a little happiness after all they've been through?
C: Let me explain the lore here, okay? They suffer, they fight, that's business as usual. They get groiny with one another, the world as we know it falls apart.

D: You can't be sure that they're < gestures >
C: Oh please! They've got the forbidden love of all time. They've been apart for months. Now he's suddenly human? I'm sure they're down there just having tea and crackers.

A: I'm sorry I kissed you like that.
B: You are?
A: Not for the kiss itself.
B: Good. I mean, cuz, as far as kisses go, I thought that it was well above average.

A: I think maybe we'd be asking for trouble rushing back into things. Not that I don't want to rush. I do. Believe me.

B: You spoke to the Oracles. And they did say you were cured for good. But, how do we know that they really speak for the Powers? I mean, they could be pranksters.

A: It would be smart to wait a while. See if this mortal thing takes.

A: You're still the Slayer. And I'm not sure what I am now. I don't even know what my purpose is. I can't just wedge myself into your life back in Sunnydale. I wouldn't be good for either of us. Not to mention the fact that you just started college. And what about Slaying? I mean, if you had me to worry about, you might not be as focused.
B: Are you gonna pull out a pie chart on me now?

B: You know, it's a good thing I didn't fantasize about you turning human only about 10 zillion times. Cuz today would have been a real let down.

A: We stay in touch, just not . . .
B: Literally.

B: This is a dream. You're human for, like, a minute and already there's cookie dough fudge mint chip in the fridge.

A: God, I love food.
B: Food is good.

A: Why did you never tell me about chocolate and peanut butter?
B: Well, I figured if your vamp taste buds couldn't really savor it, then it would only hurt you to know.

B: By the way, I'm over the whole needing to be mature thing. That time you just spent in the kitchen? That was enough time apart.
A: Too much.

A: Agh, okay, mortal coordination leaving something to be desired.
B: Wrong, it's just right.

D: I'll finally be free to go out and make me own mark in the world.
C: We had a cat that used to do that.

C: What am I gonna do? I'm good for exactly two things: International superstardom or helping a vampire with a soul to rid the world of evil. That makes for a short, but colorful, resume.

D: Well, whatever happens from here on out, at least I'll be able to say good-bye to the bone-crushing, head-wrenching, mind-numbing visions < SLAM >

B: That's a good sound. Thump thump, thump thump.
A: It feels pretty amazing.

B: I'm so sleepy. But I still want . . .
A: What? You couldn't possibly . . .

B: No, I'm spent. Pleasantly numb even. You?
A: For now.

B: No, I want to stay awake so that this day can keep happening.
A: Sleep. We'll make another one like it tomorrow.

D: It was in some sort of factory. I thought it tasted like salt. Could've been the margarita.

D: I think maybe we oughta bring someone a little. . . supernatural. Don't you want to wake the girl?
A: Not for the world.

C: I'm in some real pain here and all you can talk about is Angel. Has it even occurred to you how this whole being human thing might affect me?
B: Regrettably, no.

B: You hurt my boyfriend.
Demon: A great darkness is coming.
B: You got that right.

Demon: Together you were powerful. Alone, you are dead!

Demon: What do you think of the great warrior now?
A: Little bland, needs salt.

A: What happens to the Slayer when these soldiers come?
Oracle: What happens to all mortal beings, albeit sooner for her?
A: She'll die.

B: I'm guessing that expression isn't because they were all out of fresh OJ at the deli.

B: So, what, you just took a whole 24 hours to weigh the ups and downs of being a regular Joe and decided it was more fun being a super hero?
A: You know that's not it. How can we be together if the cost is your life or the lives of others?

A: I couldn't tell you. I wasn't sure I could do it if I woke up with you one more morning.

B: I felt your heart beat.

B: I'll never forget, I'll never forget, I'll never forget.
< flash >
B: So, then let's just stick to the plan. Keep our distance until time has passed. Given enough time, we should be able to . . .
A: Forget?