XANDER: Can we come rocketing back to the part about me and my new syphilis?

ANYA: It'll make you blind and insane, but it won't kill you. The smallpox will.

WILLOW: Maybe there's a wiccan spell that can cure it. Something regular medicine doesn't know. Ooh, there was a potion. Sage, salt...Onion?

BUFFY: That's the stuffing.

XANDER: Oh, god.

ANYA: Uh, you're gonna get vesicles and pustules. They have pictures.

XANDER: I hate this guy.

WILLOW: He's just doing what was done to him.

XANDER: I didn't give him syphilis.

GILES: No, but you freed his spirit, and after a century of unrest, he saw you as one of his oppressors.

XANDER: What, so he rises up and infects the first guy he sees? That's no fair.

WILLOW: Like you've never woken up cranky?

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