Buffy: "You were thinking, what, a little helpless co-ed before bed? You know very well, you eat this late... you're gonna get heartburn. Get it? Heartburn? That's it? That's all I get? One lame-ass vamp with no appreciation for my painstakingly thought-out puns? I don't think the forces of darkness are even trying. I mean, you could make a little effort here, you know? Give me something to work with."
Spike: "Watch your mouth, little girl. You should know better than to tempt the fates that way. 'Cause the big bad is back, and this time, it's--" (zap!)

Willow: "The Bronze is more fun this year, isn't it?"
Buffy: "'Cause of the gloating factor alone, you know? We're all about college, now. We've got heady discourse."
Oz: "Yeah, curfew-free nights of mom and pop-less hootenanny."
Xander: "Co-ed dating prospects who find townies sexy and dangerous. What? I can dream."
Buffy: "Right. So if college is so great, what are we doing here and why is it more fun?"
Willow: "Because the Bronze is nice and familiar. It's like a big comfy blankie."
Oz: "Will, I was under the impression that I was your big comfy blankie."
Willow: "Aw, you're my person blankie. This is my place blankie."

Giles: "Splendid. Well, it's ages since I've been to a gig. Well, don't look that way. I'm... I'm... I'm down with the new music. And I have the albums to prove it."
Buffy: "Yes, but it's your cutting-edge 8-tracks that keep you ahead of the scene."
Oz: "Don't scoff, gang. I've seen Giles' collection. He was an animal in his day."
Giles: "Thank you."
Buffy: "Hey, why not? If the Stones can still keep rolling, why can't Giles?"

Willow: "I think that it's brave that you're here."
Giles: "Well, thank you, all. You've made me feel right at home."
Xander: "Isn't home that empty place you're trying to escape?"

Willow: "They're good, aren't they?"
Oz: "Nothing special."
Buffy: "Yeah, she's quell Fiona. Color me bored."

Willow: "It's in the sandblaster."
Oz: "What's in the sandblaster, Will? It's a dream, come back to me."
Willow: "All geminis to the raspberry hats."
Oz: "Now you're faking."
Willow: "Am not. Just a little."

Oz: "Bad dream?"
Willow: "I guess. But the waking up part makes up for it."
Oz: "It's always so busy in there."
Willow: "Not always. A few things shut my brain up completely."
Oz: "Anything I can help you with?"

Oz: "I don't know about tonight, unless the extreme Jerry Garcia look turns you on."
Willow: "Huh?"

Willow: "There's this Wicca group on campus I wanted to check out. They have orientation on the three nights you're wolfy. And it's probably totally silly, but..."
Oz: "No, go. Show 'em how it's done."

Willow: "You okay? How'd you do? This is good. I mean, this is excellent! You did better than me. This is so unfair! You made me jealous of you adademically. Buffy!"

Buffy: "And she wants me to lead a discussion group next class. That means more work, right? Shouldn't she have a better reward system? You know, like a cookie, or a toy surprise like at the dentist?"
Willow: "She wants you to lead a discussion group? Okay, jealous again. Jealous, jealous... okay, I'm back."

Oz: "Big lunch?"
Veruca: "I like to eat. I hate chicks who are like, 'Does it have dressing on it?'"
Oz: "Agreed."

Buffy: "Check out the rapid exits. Was it me?"
Willow: "Me. I don't speak musician-ese."

Willow: "How come you didn't tell me I look like a crazy birthday cake in this shirt?"
Buffy: "I thought that was the point."

Willow: "He thinks she's sexy. He gets this blushy thing going on behind his ears. That's for me only."

Willow: "I mean, I have wrong feelings about other guys sometimes, but I feel guilty, and I flog and punish."
Buffy: "Exactly. I'm sure Oz is flogging and punishing himself... This is sounding wrong before I even finish."

Veruca: "That was, um, some night."
Oz: "So it appears."

Oz: "So you're a..."
Veruca: "Werewolf groupie. Nobody else gets it done for me."

Veruca: "Now you... need to relax."
Oz: "Not a possibility."

Veruca: "God, the kids in this dorm need Fashion 101 in a big way. Or we could start right here at home."
Oz: "Not making a statement."

Veruca: "You have a cage?"
Oz: "Don't you?"
Veruca: "Oh, yeah. It has a little wheel with a plastic ball and a cute little bell in it. God! Somebody's domesticated the hell out of you."

Veruca: "Or maybe you just don't want to admit what happened to you. Maybe you just wanna pretend like you're a regular guy."
Oz: "Well, I am. I'm only a wolf three nights a month."
Veruca: "Or you're the wolf all the time. And this human face is just your disguise."

Oz: "New look."
Willow: "You, too."
Oz: "Oh. Laundry day kinda came and went."

Willow: "Guess it was just me worrying for nothing again. Me and my busy mind, always thinking, thinking, thinking."
Oz: "Well, now you can stop. Everything's fine."
Willow: "Maybe you could help me... stop. I'd really, really appreciate anything you could do."

TV announcer: "Treaty signed in 1648 that ended the 30 Years War."
Giles: "The Peace of Westphalia."
Contestant: "Uh, Yalta?"
Giles: "Oh, you moron."
TV Announcer: "I'm sorry, that's incorrect."
Giles: "That dinette set should be mine."

Giles: "Can I get you anything? Tea? I made a very interesting mousaka last night, if you're hungry."
Buffy: "Pass on the tea. And the moose, thank you."

Giles: "You come on business, I hope?"
Buffy: "Yes. Lucky for you, people may be in danger."

Xander: "Hey, Will. Mom let you in?"
Willow: "She seemed cranky."
Xander: "Yeah, we're having a little landlord/tenant dispute, so I'm withholding rent. An effective, and I might add, thrifty tactic."

Xander: "So, I know why I'm sitting in a dank, sunless little room. But why are you?"
Willow: "Well, things with Oz are weird, and I talked to Buffy about it, but I think we're in Guyville here. I need a translator from the "Y" side of things."
Xander: "Well, last time I checked, I had the creds. Hit me."

Willow: "What does it mean when a girl wants to... you know."
Xander: "If you're doing it, I think you should be able to say it."
Willow: "Make love."
Xander: "Wild monkey love, or tender Sarah McLachlan love?"
Willow: "Any kind. But what if the girl wants to and the guy doesn't? That's a bad sign, right?"
Xander: "Could be. Or the girl caught the guy in one of the 7 annual minutes he's legitimately too preoccupied to do it."
Willow: "Well, say the girl's been noticing..."
Xander: "Will, I've deciphered your ingenious code."

Buffy: "Oz, you okay? If it's possible, you seem more monosyllabic than usual."

Veruca: "So this is why you called me here? To see your habit-trail?"

Veruca: "So you're saying I should spend the whole night with you... alone. Locked in a cage."
Oz: "You'll be safe."
Veruca: "Not from you."

Oz: "She's like me. A wolf."
Willow: "Well, I knew you two had a lot in common, but..."

Buffy: "Do you want me to get you something before I take off? Kleenex? Chocolatey... chocolate anything?"

Oz: "Look, Buffy, you should know that--"
Buffy: "Oz, now might be a good time for your trademark stoicism."

Veruca: "Can't say I'm surprised you didn't go through with your little hex. You don't have the teeth."
Willow: "You don't know what I have. You don't know anything about me."
Veruca: "I know what you love. I have his scent on me right now."

Buffy: "Giles, I've never seen her like this. It's like it hurts too much to form words."
Giles: "You've felt that way yourself and you got through it."
Buffy: "Yeah. I ran away and went to hell and then got through it. I'm kind of hoping she doesn't use me as a model."
Giles: "Fair enough."

Oz: "Veruca was right about something. The wolf is inside me all the time, and I don't know where that line is anymore between me and it. And until I figure out what that means, I shouldn't be around you... or anybody."
Willow: "Well, that could be a problem, 'cause people... kind of a planetary epidemic."

Willow: "Oz, don't you love me?"
Oz: "My whole life, I've never loved anything else."