Spike: "What's Big Blue up to, anyway? He just sits there."
Judge: "I am preparing."
Spike: "Yeah. It's interesting to me that 'preparing' looks a great bit like sitting
on your ass!"

Joyce: "So, did you have fun last night?"
Buffy: "What?"
Joyce: "At Willow's."
Buffy: "Yeah. Fun at Willow's. You know, she's a fun machine."

Xander: "Well, the bus depot was a total wash-out, and may I say what a lovely
place to spend the night. What a vibrant section of Americana."
Giles: "No vampires transporting boxes?"
Xander: "No, but a four hundred pound wino offered to wash my hair."

Xander: "Let's go."
Cordelia: "And do what? Besides be afraid and die?"
Xander: "Well, nobody's asking you to go, Cordelia. If the vampires need
grooming tips, we'll give you a call."

Willow: "My God, you people are all...well, I'm upset and I can't think of a mean
word right now, but that's what you are and we're going to the factory!"
Xander: "Yeah!"

Willow: "Buffy!"
Xander: "We were just going to rescue you."
Willow: "At least some of us were."
Giles: "Well, I would have."

Giles: "The Judge. I-Is he...?"
Buffy: "No assembly required. He's active."

Buffy: "Also, not the prettiest man in town."

Xander: "After classes, I'll come back and help you research."
Cordelia: "Yeah, you might find something useful if it's an 'I Can Read' book."

Drusilla: "I'm naming all the stars."
Spike: "You can't see the stars, love. That's the ceiling. Also, it's day."

Spike: "Do you know what happens to Angel?"
Angel: "Well, he moves to New York and tries to fulfill that Broadway dream.
Tough sledding, but one day, he's working in the chorus when the big star
twists her ankle."

Angel: "As long as there's injustice in the world. As long as scum, like you, is
walking--haha, rolling the streets, I'll be around. Look over your shoulder. I'll be
there."
Spike: "Um, yeah. Angel, look over your shoulder."

Spike: "Hurts, doesn't it?"
Angel: "Well, you know, kind of itches a little."
Spike: "Don't just stand there. Burn him!"
Angel: "Gee, maybe he's broken."

Judge: "There's no humanity in him."
Angel: "Couldn't have said it better myself."
Drusilla: "Angel!"
Angel: "Yeah, baby. I'm back."

Spike: "No more of this 'I've got a soul' crap?"
Angel: "What can I say, hmm? I was going through a phase."

Drusilla: "How did this happen?"
Angel: "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Spike: "Now it's four against one, which are the kind of odds I like to play."

Drusilla: "We're going to destroy the world. Want to come?"
Angel: "Yeah. Destroying the world. Great. But I'm really more interested in the
Slayer."
Spike: "Well, she's in the world, so that should work out."

Angel: "She made me feel like a human being. That's not the kind of thing you
just forgive."

Xander: "Sorry I snapped at you before."
Cordelia: "Well, I'm reeling from that new experience."
Xander: "I was crazed. I wasn't thinking."
Cordelia: "I know, you were too busy rushing off to die for your beloved Buffy.
You'd never die for me."
Xander: "No, I might die from you. Does that get me any points?"
Cordelia: "No."
Xander: "Come on, can't we just kiss and make up?"
Cordelia: "I don't wanna' make up. But I'm okay with the other part."

Willow: "I knew it! I knew it! Well, not 'knew it' in the sense of having the
slightest idea, but I knew there was something I didn't know! You two were
fighting way too much, it's not natural!"
Xander: "I know it's weird--"
Willow: "'Weird'? It's against all laws of God and Man! It's...Cordelia, remember?
Th-the We Hate Cordelia Club of which you are the Treasurer!"
Xander: "Look, I was gonna' tell you."
Willow: "Gee, what stopped you? Could it be shame?"

Xander: "We were just kissing. It doesn't mean that much."
Willow: "No. It just means that you'd rather be with someone you hate...than be
with me."

Angel: "Yeah, like I really wanted to stick around after that."

Angel: "You've got a lot to learn about men, kiddo, although I guess you proved
that last night."

Buffy: "It is a big deal!"
Angel: "It's what? Bells ringing, fireworks, the dulcet choir of pretty little
birdies? Come on, Buffy! It's not like I've never been there before."

Willow: "Let's get this straight. I don't understand it. I don't wanna' understand
it. You have gross emotional problems. And things are not okay between us."

Willow: "What about the Judge? Where do we stand?"
Xander: "On a pile of really boring books that say exactly the same thing."

Xander: "Whoa, whoa! I...I think I'm having a thought. Yeah, yeah, that's a
thought. Now I'm having a plan."

Xander: "Eh, now I'm having a wiggins."

Xander: "Don't do that!"
Angel: "Oh, I think I'd do that."

Jenny: "He's not Angel anymore. Are you?"
Angel: "Wrong. I am Angel. At last."

Angel: "I got a message for Buffy."
Buffy: "Then why don't you give it to me yourself."
Angel: "Oh, it's not really the kind of message you tell. It sort of involves finding
the bodies of all your friends."

Buffy: "This can't be you."
Angel: "I'm sure we already covered that subject."

Buffy: "Leave Willow alone and deal with me."
Angel: "But she's so cute and helpless. Really a turn-on."

Angel: "Things are about to get very interesting."

Giles: "And we're...absolutely certain that Angel has...reverted to his former
self?"
Xander: "Yeah, uh, we're all certain. Anyone not feeling certain here?"

Cordelia: "What are we gonna' do?"
Giles: "I'm leaning towards blind panic myself."

Willow: "Giles, shut up."

Cordelia: "This is great. There's an unkillable demon in town, Angel's joined his
side, the Slayer's a basket case, I'd say we've hit bottom."
Xander: "I have a plan."
Cordelia: "Oh, no! Here's a lower place."

Xander: "Just meet me at Willow's house in half an hour and wear something
trashy...er."

Spike: "So you didn't kill her, then?"
Angel: "Of course not."
Spike: "Now, I know you haven't been in the game for a while, mate, but we still
do kill people. Sort of our raison d'etre, you know."

Angel: "To kill this girl, you have to love her."

Cordelia: "Who am I supposed to be again?"
Xander: "You're supposed to be a girl. Think you can handle it?"

Soldier: "Halt! Identify yourself right the hell now!"

Cordelia: "Hi! I'm not a soldier...right?"

Soldier: "You got twenty minutes, nimrod."
Xander: "I just need five. Uh, forget I said that last part."

Cordelia: "Okay, what was that? And who are you?"

Cordelia: "So, does looking at guns really make girls wanna' have sex? That's
scary."
Xander: "Yeah, I guess."
Cordelia: "Well, does looking at guns make you wanna' have sex?"
Xander: "I'm seventeen. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna' have sex."

Oz: "So, do you guys steal weapons from the Army a lot?"
Willow: "Well, we don't have cable, so we have to make our fun."

Willow: "Do you wanna' make out with me?"
Oz: "What?!"
Willow: "Forget it. I'm sorry. Well, do you?"

Oz: "Sometimes when I'm sitting in class -- you know, I'm not thinking about
class, 'cause that would never happen -- I think about kissing you, and it's like
everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage."

Oz: "Oh, I'm not gonna' kiss you."
Willow: "What? But...freeze frame!"
Oz: "Well, to the casual observer, it would appear that you're trying to make
your friend Xander jealous, or even the score, or something. And...that's on the
empty side. See, in my fantasy, when I'm kissing you, you're kissing me. It's
okay, I can wait."

Giles: "He's doing this deliberately, Buffy. He's trying to make it harder for you."
Buffy: "He's only making it easier."

Judge: "I am ready."
Spike: "About time."

Spike: "What happens if your girlfriend shows up?"
Angel: "I'm gonna' give her a kiss."

Angel: "Don't you look spiffy?"
Judge: "'Spiffy'?"

Xander: "Happy Birthday, Buffy, I hope you like the color."

Jenny: "Is there something I can do?"
Buffy: "Get out."
Jenny: "I-I just wanna' help."
Giles: "She said 'get out'."

Buffy: "I'll handle Smurf."

Judge: "You're a fool. No weapon forged can stop me."
Buffy: "That was then. This is now."

Judge: "What's that do?"

Buffy: "Best present ever."
Xander: "Knew you'd like it."

Buffy: "Pick up the pieces and keep them separate."
Cordelia: "Pieces? We get the pieces. Our job sucks!"

Angel: "The important thing is, you made me the man I am today."

Oz: "Uh...arm."

Angel: "You can't do it. You can't kill me."
Buffy: "Give me time."

Joyce: "So what'd you do for your birthday? You have fun?"
Buffy: "I got older."

Joyce: "Well, go on, make a wish."
Buffy: "I'll just let it burn."