Xander: "You going home?"
Willow: "I'm gonna stop by my mom's first. I've been doing that a lot lately."
Xander: "Yeah, I actually might stop by your mom's too. (off Willow's look) Well, I'm not going to my place. Those people are scary."
Xander: "Oh, like you care about her."
Spike: "Care? Joyce was the only one of the lot of you I could stand!"
Xander: "And she was the only one with a daughter you wanted to shag. I'm touched."
Spike: "I liked the lady! You understand, Monkey Boy? She was decent. Didn't put on airs. Always had a nice cuppa for me. And she never treated me like a freak."
Xander: "Her mistake."
Willow: "The only thing is, it will get better, I promise."
Dawn: "You don't know that."
Tara: "Sure she does! We're witches. We know stuff."
Anya: "Hmmm... that was different."
Xander: "Yeah, it was more intense."
Anya: "Because of Joyce."
Xander: "Yeah... What?"
Anya: "Well, I just think understand sex now. It's not just about two bodies smooshing together. It's about life. It's about making life."
Xander: "Right. When two people are much older, and way richer, and far less stupid."
Anya: "Breathe. You're turning colors."
Ben: "Tell my sister I'm sick of running into her Jawa rejects."
Ben: "You're more fun when I hit you."
Jinx: "It's just-- Glory would like to encourage this interest of yours in the Slayer. It might lead to more information about The Key."
Ben: "And why would I share that with the Most Unstable One?"
Giles: "You don't have to do that Dawn. Just... just relax."
Anya: "Yes, sit down. We have some very amusing chicken feet you could play with."
Giles: "Then useful you shall be! We can always use a hand."
Anya: "But you have a hand. A paid hand. A hand that isn't the hand of the illegal child labor."
Giles: "Anya..."
Anya: "But of course it's wonderful that you find doing my job so distracting! I am unthreatened. Proceed."
Anya: "Ring up sales? With the money? She gets to fondle the money?
Dawn: "I know why you're doing this."
Spike: "Do you now? Enlighten me."
Dawn: "Spike, I'm not stupid. You're, like, stalking my sister. You'd do anything to get in good with her."
Spike: "Buffy never hears about this, O.K.? Found out what I was doing, she'd drive a redwood through my chest!"
Flunky: "I'm sure Jinx is on his way, Your New-And-Improvedness!"
Glory: "Jinxy! Oh, no! No, no! -- Mind the rug, Honeys, blood's a bitch. -- Was this the Slayer? I'll pull her wings off!"
Glory: "Jinx! You robed stud! You're my man! I'm even gonna let you slide on the lame toadying, on account of you're dying and stuff!"
(Jinx expires)
Glory: "Oh. Get him fixed, would you? I want to hear the full story again, without all that annoying moaning."
Spike: "Well, what do you know? Bitty Buffy!"
Willow: "You had two eggs, sunny-side-up. I remember because they were wiggling at me like little boobs."
Tara: "Sassy eggs."