Ben: "We had Algebra II together last year."
Buffy: "Sorry. I pretty much repress anything math related."

Buffy: "Oh, yeah. I remember now. It's the one with the desks and the
chalkboards and pencils and stuff, right?"
Ben: "Yeah."
Buffy: "Like a steel trap."

Buffy: "I'm not seeing anybody...ever...again, actually."

Willow: "You've been doing that a lot, patrolling and sacking. In fact, you've
kind of been all work and no play Buffy."
Buffy: "I play. I have big fun. I came here tonight, didn't I?"
Willow: "You came. You saw. You rejected."

Buffy: "I'm just not in date mode right now."
Willow: "Well maybe you need to date to get in date mode."

Willow: "You're thinking too much. Maybe you need to be impulsive."
Buffy: "Impulsive? Do you remember my ex-boyfriend? The vampire? I slept
with him, he lost his soul, and now my boyfriend's gone forever and the demon
that wears his face is killing my friends. The next impulsive decision I make will
be my choice of dentures."
Willow: "Okay. The Angel thing went badly. I'm on board with that."

Principal Snyder: "What would Sunnydale High do without you around to incite
mayhem, chaos, and disorder?"

Principal Snyder: "People can be coerced, Summers. I'm no stranger to
conspiracy. I saw JFK."

Principal Snyder: "Pathetic little lowlife vegan."

Principal Snyder: "You stink of lies."

Willow: "I bet you'll think coding is pretty cool. I mean, if you find two-digit
multi-stacked conversions and primary number clusters a big hoot."

Willow: "Giles! I made them laugh. Did you hear? I did...the joke thing."

Xander: "'Something weird is going on.' Isn't that our school motto?"

Xander: "I don't want to poo-poo your wiggins, but domestic dispute, a little
case of chalkboard Tourette's -- all sounds like Hellmouth-lite to me."

Willow: "Xander? What happened? Did Cordelia win another round in the
broom closet?"
Xander: "You're just a big bucket of funny, Will. I'll have you know I was just
accosted by some kind of, um, locker monster."
Giles: "Loch Ness Monster?"

Giles: "Sounds like paranormal phenomenon."
Willow: "A ghost? Cool!"

Xander: "This was no wimpy chain rattler. This was 'I'm dead as hell and I'm not
gonna take it anymore.'"
Giles: "Well, despite the Xander-speak, that's a fairly accurate description of a
poltergeist."
Xander: "I defined something? Accurately? Guess I'm done with the book
learnin'."

Buffy: "So we have some bad boo on our hands?"
Giles: "It lashes out, growing ever more confused, ever more angry."
Buffy: "So it's a normal teenager. Only dead."

Buffy: "Fabulous. Now we're Dr. Laura for the deceased."

Spike: "It's paradise. Big windows, lovely gardens. It'll be perfect when we want
the sunlight to kill us."
Angel: "You don't like it Spike, hit the stairs and go. Take a stand, man!"

Angel: "Things change, Spikey. You gotta' roll with the punches. Well, actually,
you've pretty much got that part down."

Spike: "Yeah. You're a giver."

Giles: "I think it's very clear what's happening."
Xander: "Fill me in then. 'Cuz I've read the book, seen the movie, and I'm still
fuzzy about what's going on."

Giles: "I appreciate your thoughts on the matter. In fact I encourage you to
always challenge me when you feel it's appropriate. You should never be
cowed by authority. Except, of course, in this instance when I am clearly right
and you are clearly wrong."

Willow: "This is freaky. I don't remember ever seeing Giles be this way."
Xander: "I know. He's usually Investigate-Things-from-Every-Boring-Angle Guy.
Now he's, like, Cling-to-My-One-Lame-Idea Guy."

Buffy: "What do we know?"
Xander: "Dog spit is cleaner than human."

Xander: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a ghost."

Xander: "Your dreams are getting wicked accurate, Buff. You wouldn't happen
to see me coming across some big cash or possibly knowing the love of a
woman...in a full body sense?"

Buffy: "He should be doing sixty years in prison, breaking rocks and making
special friends with Rosco the weight lifter."
Xander: "Yikes. The quality of mercy is not Buffy."

Xander: "Okay! Who's hungry?"

Cordelia: "Do you realize that the girls have to ask the guys and *pay* and
everything? I mean, whose genius idea was that?"
Xander: "Obviously some hairy legged feminist."

Willow: "The only solution is the final solution."
Xander: "Nuke the school? I like that."
Willow: "Not quite. Exorcism."
Cordelia: "Are you crazy? I saw that movie. Even the priest died."

Willow: "That's the hot spot. Where all the bad mojo is coming from."

Buffy: "Any questions?"
Cordelia: "Yeah. What if this mangled triangle thingy doesn't work?"

Willow: "I made us all scapulas."
Xander: "Okay, so we can flip the ghost when it turns a nice golden brown?"
Willow: "Scapula, not spatula."

Cordelia: "You expect me to wear that thing? It smells like grandpa breath."

Drusilla: "I'll sleep naked. Like the animals."
Angel: "You know, I'm suddenly liking this plan."

Angel: "Incoming! I love when she does this."

Drusilla: "The Slayer. It's time,Angel. She's ready for you now. She's dancing.
Dancing with death."

Spike: "Our man Angel here likes to talk, but he's not much for action. All hat
and no cat."

Angel: "With you being special needs boy, I figure I should stay close to home.
You and Dru could always use another pair of hands."

Xander: "Oh yeah, baby. It's snakelicious in here."

Willow: "I shall confront and expel all evil."
Cordelia: "I shall totally confront and expel all evil."

Xander: "I'd say school's out for good."

Cordelia: "Hey, if Sunnydale High School shuts down forever, do we
automatically graduate?"
Xander: (to Giles) "But why? What does he want?" (to Cordy) "Actually, that's
an interesting point."

Giles: "To forgive is an action of compassion, Buffy. It's not done because
people deserve it. It's done because they need it."

Buffy: "It's just something he's gonna' have to live with."
Xander: "He can't live with it, Buff. He's dead."

Cordelia: "Okay. Over-identify much?"

Xander: "So what now? Not even a mega vat of Raid is gonna do the trick
here."

Cordelia: "Is she trying to a big loner hero or something?"

Xander: "So Buffy should be safe until we find a way to get her out?"
Willow: "In theory, yeah."

Angel: "Fun fact about wasps. They have no taste for the undead."

Buffy: "You're the only one. The only one I could talk to."
Angel: "Gosh, Buff....that's really pathetic."

Willow: "Everything seems normal. Not a snake, not a wasp."
Cordelia: "Yup. School can open tomorrow."
Xander: "Explain to me again how that's a good thing?"
Cordelia: "I'm drawing a blank."

Spike: "You might want to let up. They say when you've drawn blood, you've
exfoliated."

Angel: "I'm the one who was freakin' violated. You didn't have this thing in
you."
Drusilla: "What was it? A demon?"
Angel: "Love."
Drusilla: "Poor Angel."

Angel: "I'm sure he'd be hell on wheels, but we don't have much time. Gotta'
travel light."

Angel: "Try to have fun without me."
Spike: "Oh I will. Sooner than you think."