What's my line

Xander: "'Are you a people person, or do you prefer keeping your own
company?' Well, what if I'm a people person who keeps his own company by default?
Buffy: "So, mark 'None of the above'."
Xander: "Well, there are no boxes for 'None of the above.' And that would
introduce too many variables into their mushroom-headed, number-crunching, little world."
Willow: "I'm sensing bitterness."

Willow: "I'm kinda' curious to find out what sort of career I can have."
Xander: "What, and suck all the spontaneity out of being young and stupid? I'd rather live in the dark."
Willow: "You're not gonna' be young forever."
Xander: "Yes, but I'll always be stupid."
Buffy & Willow: "..."
Xander: "Okay, let's not all rush to disagree."
Buffy: "You're not stupid."

Buffy: "No matter what my aptitude test says, we already know my deal."
Xander: "Yep. High risk. Sub-minimum wage."
Buffy: "Pointy wooden things."

Willow: "You're not even a teensy weensy bit curious about what kinda' career you could've had? I mean, if you weren't already a Slayer and all."
Buffy: "Do the words 'sealed in fate' ring any bells for you, Will? Why go
there?"
Xander: "You know, with that kind of attitude, you could've had a bright future as an employee at the D.M.V."

Buffy: "Does 'Rest in Peace' have no sanctity to you people? Oh, I forgot,
you're not a people."

Angel: "Buffy. You scared me."
Buffy: "Now you know what it feels like, Stealth Guy."

Buffy: "Just stopping by for some quality time with Mr. Gordo?"
Angel: "Excuse me?"
Buffy: "The pig."

Buffy: "What's up."
Angel: "Nothing."
Buffy: "Well, you don't have a 'nothing' face. You have a 'something' face. And you don't have to whisper. Mom's in LA 'til Thursday art...buying or something."
Angel: "Then...why'd you come in through the window?"
Buffy: "Habit."

Angel: "I wanted to make sure you were okay. I had a bad feeling."
Buffy: "There's a surprise. Angel comes with bad news."

Buffy: "No, Angel, it's not you. You're the one freaky thing in my freaky world that still makes sense to me."

Buffy: "I wish we could be regular kids."
Angel: "I'll never be a kid."
Buffy: "Okay then, a regular kid and her cradle-robbin', creature-of-the-night
boyfriend."

Buffy: "You know, if you don't like the way I'm doing my job, why don't you find somebody else? Oh, that's right, there can only be one. As long as I'm alive, there is no one else. Well, there you go. I don't have to be the Slayer. I could be dead."
Giles: "That wasn't terribly funny. You notice I didn't laugh."
Buffy: "Wouldn't be much of a change."

Xander: "I wanna' walk in your shoes. Not your actual shoes, of course,
because you're a tiny person."
Principal Snyder: "..."
Xander: "Not tiny in the small sense, of course...okay, I'm done."

Giles: "You're behaving remarkably immaturely."
Buffy: "You know why? I am immature. I'm a teen. I have yet to mature."

Buffy: "God, you act like I picked this gig, but remember, I'm the picked."
Giles: "What you have...is more than...a gig. It's a sacred duty, which shouldn't prevent you from eventually pursuing some more gainful form of employment, such as I did."
Buffy: "But, Giles, it's one thing to be a Watcher and a librarian. They go
together, like chicken and...another chicken...or two chickens,
or...something--you know what I'm saying! The point is, no one blinks an eye if you wanna' spend all your days with books. What am I supposed to do? Carve stakes for a nursery?"
Giles: "Point taken. I must admit, I've never really...well now, there's a thought, have you ever considered law enforcement?"
Buffy: "..."

Willow: "Goody! Research party!"
Xander: "Will, you need a life in the worst way."

Buffy: "The Hellmouth presents Dead Guys on Ice. Not exactly the evening we were aiming for."
Angel: "You're in danger. You know what the ring means?"
Buffy: "That I just killed a Superbowl champ?"

Buffy: "These assassins, why are they after me?"
Willow: "'Cause you're the scourge of the underworld?"
Buffy: "I haven't been that scourgey lately."

Buffy: "Try it!"
Oz: "Try what?"
Buffy: "I'm sorry."
Oz: "Still not clear what I'm supposed to try."
Buffy: "Nothing. God, I'm sorry, I..."
Oz: "That's a tense person."

Willow: "I've never seen Buffy like that. She just took off."
Xander: "Well, she didn't go home. I let the phone ring a few hundred times
before I remembered her mom is out of town."
Giles: "Well, maybe Buffy unplugged the phone?"
Xander: "No, it's a statistical impossibility for a sixteen-year-old girl to unplug her phone."

Giles: "Perhaps my words of caution were a little too alarming."
Xander: "Ya' think?!"

Willy: "I'm livin' right, Angel."
Angel: "Sure you are, Willy...and I'm takin' up sunbathing."

Angel: "You know, I'm a little rusty when it comes to killing humans. It could take a while."

Buffy: "Thanks for the wake-up, but I'll stick with my clock radio."

Kendra: "Who are you?"
Buffy: "Who am I? You attacked me! Who the hell are you?!"
Kendra: "I'm Kendra...the Vampire Slayer."

Buffy: "Okay, one more time. You're the who?!"
Kendra: "I'm the Slayer."
Buffy: "Nice cover story, but here's a tip: you might wanna' try it on someone who's not the real Slayer."
Kendra: "You can't stop me. Even if you kill me, another Slayer will be sent to take me place."
Buffy: "Could you stop with the Slayer thing, I'm the damn Slayer!"
Kendra: "Nonsense. There is but one, and I am she."

Kendra: "She died?"
Buffy: "Just a little."

Kendra: "Did I not see you kissing a vampire?"
Willow: "Buffy would never do that! Oh, except for, the sometimes you do that. But, only with Angel. Right?"

Buffy: "Just trust me on this one, okay? He's on the home team now."

Kendra: "So I did not kill him."
Buffy: "And I don't need to kill you."
Willy: "Whoa! There's a lot of tension in this room."

Kendra: "The assassins? I read of them in the writings of Dramius."
Giles: "Oh, really? Which volume?"
Kendra: "I believe it was six, sir."
Buffy: "Um, how do you know all this?"
Kendra: "From my studies."
Buffy: "So, obviously, you have a lot of free time."

Kendra: "I study because it is required. The Slayer Handbook insists on it."
Willow: "There's a Slayer Handbook?"
Buffy: "Wait. Handbook? What handbook?"
Willow: "Is there a t-shirt? 'Cause...that would be cool."

Giles: "After meeting you, Buffy, I realized that the Slayer Handbook would be of no use in your case."
Buffy: "Well, what do you mean it would be of no use in my case? What--what's
wrong with my case?"

Buffy: "Maybe after this thing with Spike and the assassins is over, I could say,
'Kendra, you slay. I'm going to Disneyland.'"
Willow: "But...not forever, right?"
Buffy: "No, Disneyland would get boring after a few months."

Cordelia: "You should be thinking up a plan."
Xander: "I have a plan. We wait. Buffy saves us."
Cordelia: "How will she even know where to find us?"
Xander: "Cordelia, this is Buffy's house. Odds are, she'll find us."

Cordelia: "He looked normal!"
Xander: "What, does it take an arrow with the word 'Assassin' over his head?"

Buffy: "My tests say I should look into law enforcement, duh, and
environmental design."
Willow: "Environmental design, that's landscaping, right?"
Buffy: "I checked the shrub box."

Willow: "Don't worry, Buffy, we'll save Angel."
Kendra: "Angel? But our priority is to stop Drusilla."
Xander: "Angel's our friend...except I don't like him."

Kendra: "Did anyone explain to you what secret identity means?"
Buffy: "Nope. Must be in the handbook, right after the chapter on personality
removal."

Kendra: "Your life is very different than mine."
Buffy: "You mean the part where I occasionally have one?"

Spike: "Another five minutes, though, and Angel will be dead, so I forebear.
Don't feel too bad for Angel, though. He's got something you don't have."
Buffy: "What's that?"
Spike: "Five minutes."

Spike: "Who the hell is this?"
Buffy: "It's your lucky day, Spike!"
Kendra: "Two Slayers."
Buffy: "No waiting."

Cordelia: "Die! Die! Die! Die!"
Xander: "I think he did, Cordy."

Willy: "Now, there's a way which this isn't my fault."
Spike: "Oh, they tricked you."
Willy: "Mm-hmm. They were duplicitous!"
Spike: "Oh, then I'll only kill you just this once."

Drusilla: "Don't worry, dear heart. I'll see that you get strong again...like me."