Lyle: Candy! (she dusts) Oh, Candy... I'm gonna kill both you Slayers for this! You hear me?

CORDELIA: I hear you, you redneck moron. You got a dress that goes with that hat?

Lyle: I'm gonna...

CORDELIA: Rip out my innards, play with my eyeballs, boil my brain and eat it for brunch? Listen up, needle-brain. Buffy and I have taken out four of your cronies, not to mention your girlfriend.

Lyle: WIFE!

CORDELIA: Whatever. The point is, I haven't even broken a sweat. See, in the end, Buffy's just the runner-up. *I'm* the Queen. You get me mad, what do you think I'm gonna do to you?

Lyle: Later.

written by: David Greenwalt; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/39homecoming.html