Xander: "Would you, um, date me? Oh, that's good. 'Date me.' It's terrible,
right?"
Willow: "Huh? Oh, no. Well, yes, 'date me' is silly."

Xander: "You know, Buffy, Spring Fling just isn't any dance. It's a time for
students to choose, um, a mate. And then we can observe their mating rituals,
and tag them before they migrate...just kill me!"

Xander: "I wanna' do it now. I gotta' do it now."
Willow: "Well, Buffy's not here. You can practice on me some more."

Master: "Yes, yes! Shake, earth! This is a sign. We are in the final days. My time
is come! Glory, glory! What do you think? 5.1?"

Buffy: "How you doing there, Giles? Get much sleep last night?"
Giles: "I've been working."
Buffy: "Me, too. I went hunting last night, and it is awfully sweet of you to ask."

Buffy: "Giles, care. I'm putting my life on the line battling the undead. Look, I
broke a nail, okay? I'm wearing a press-on. The least you could is exhibit some
casual interest. You could go, 'hmm?'"
Giles: "Hmm?"

Buffy: "I can't put it off any longer. I have to meet my terrible fate."
Giles: "What?"
Buffy: "Biology."

Buffy: "Wow, that was boring."
Xander: "I don't feel that 'boring' covers it."
Buffy: "No, 'boring' falls short."
Willow: "Even I was bored, and I'm a science nerd."
Buffy: "Don't say that."
Willow: "I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in,
right?"
Xander: "Willow, don't you have a thing?"
Willow: "A thing? The thing...that I have...which is a thing...that I have to go to.
See you later!"
Buffy: "What on Earth is her deal?"
Xander: "Oh, she's Willow."

Xander: "Buffy, I want you to go to the dance with me. You and me. On a date."
Buffy: "I don't know what to say."
Xander: "Well, you're not laughing. That's a good start."

Xander: "We've fought some bloodsucking fiends, and that's all been a good
time. But I want more."

Xander: "I guess a guy's gotta' be undead to make time with you."

Xander: "I don't handle rejection well. Funny, considering all the practice I've
had, huh?"

Miss Calendar: "You know, that outfit looks just like the one you wore
yesterday, only wrinklier."

Miss Calendar: "A cat last week gave birth to a litter of snakes. A family was
swimming in Whisper Lake when the lake suddenly began to boil. And Mercy
Hospital last night, a boy was born with his eyes facing inward. I'm not stupid.
This is apocalypse stuff. Throw in last night's earthquake, and I'd say we've got
a problem. I'd say the end is pretty seriously nigh."

Cordelia: "Willow, I really like your outfit."
Willow: "No, you don't."
Cordelia: "No, I really don't, but I need a favor."

Willow: "How'd it go?"
Xander: "On a scale of one to ten, it sucked."
Willow: "Oh."
Xander: "Well, I guess it could be worse. I could have gangrene on my face."

Xander: "The deal's done. The polls are in, and it's time for my concession
speech."

Xander: "That's okay. I don't wanna' go. I'm just gonna' go home, lie down, and
listen to country music: the music of pain."

Buffy: "You and me, a mother/daughter thing. We could talk about all the
embarrassing things you love to bring up."

Buffy: "Then what happened?"
Joyce: "I met your father."
Buffy: "He didn't have a date either?"
Joyce: "He did, and that's a much funnier story that you will not get to hear."

Cordelia: "You don't understand. I'm not mad. He totally flaked on me. On me!
And I don't even care. God help me, I think it's cute. Oh! There they are. They're
watching cartoons. That's so cu--that's not cute. That's annoying. I'm
annoyed."
Willow: "Right. I'm furious."

Cordelia: "Well, obviously, Kevin has underestimated the power of my icy
stare."

Miss Calendar: "Okay, so this Master guy tried to open the Hellmouth, but he
got stuck in it. And now all the signs are reading that he's going to get out,
which opens the Hellmouth, which brings the demons, which ends the world."
Giles: "Yes. That about sums it up, yes."
Miss Calendar: "The part that gets me, though, is where Buffy is the Vampire
Slayer. She's so little."

Miss Calendar: "It's kind of warm and fuzzy for a message of doom."

Giles: "I've made up my mind."
Buffy: "So have I."
Giles: "I made up mine first!"

Giles: "We stay calm, first thing."
Xander: "Calm?!"
Willow: "I think he's right."
Xander: "I'm sorry. Calm may work for Locutus of the Borg here, but I'm freaked
out and I intend to stay that way."

Xander: "How could you let her go?"
Giles: "As the soon-to-be purple area on my jaw will attest, I did not 'let' her go!"

Miss Calendar: "I'm sorry to bring this up, but we also have an apocalypse to
worry about."
Xander: "Do you mind?"
Willow: "How come she's in the club?"

Master: "Welcome."
Buffy: "Thanks for having me. You know, you really ought to talk to your
contractor. Looks like you've got some water damage."
Master: "Oh, good. The feeble banter portion of the fight."

Xander: "You were looking at my neck."
Angel: "What?"
Xander: "You were checking out my neck, I saw that."
Angel: "No, I wasn't."
Xander: "Just keep your distance, pal."
Angel: "I wasn't looking at your neck."
Xander: "I told you to eat before we left."

Master: "You are not the hunter, you are the lamb."

Buffy: "You know, for someone who's all-powerful, you sure do like to hide."

Master: "Oh, by the way, I like your dress."

Miss Calendar: "Why are they coming here?"
Willow: "Not caring!"

Willow: "We've got to get to the library."
Cordelia: "The library. Great."
Willow: "Of course, we generally walk there."

Buffy: "Oh look, a bad guy."

Cordelia: "See how you like it!"

Master: "Come forth, my child. Come into my world."
Buffy: "I don't think it's yours just yet."
Master: "You're dead!"
Buffy: "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you."
Master: "You were destined to die. It was written!"
Buffy: "What can I say? I flunked the written."

Master: "Did you really think you could best me here when you couldn't
below?"
Buffy: "You have fruit punch mouth."
Master: "What?"

Buffy: "Save that hypnosis crap for the tourists."

Master: "Where are your jibes now? Will you laugh when my hell is on earth?"
Buffy: "You're that amped about Hell? Go there!"

Giles: "Buffy?"
Buffy: "Oh, sorry. It's just...been a really weird day."
Xander: "Yeah, Buffy died and everything."
Willow: "Wow. Harsh."
Giles: "I should have known that wouldn't stop you."
Miss Calendar: "Well, what do we do now?"
Giles: "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd like to get out of this place. I
don't like the library very much anymore."
Xander: "Hey, I hear there's a dance at the Bronze tonight. Could be fun."
Cordelia: "Yeah!"
Willow: "Buffy?"
Buffy: "Sure. We saved the world, I say we party. I mean, I got all pretty."
Miss Calendar: "What about him?"
Buffy: "He's not going anywhere. Loser!"

Angel: "By the way, I really like your dress."
Buffy: "Yeah, yeah, a big hit with everyone."