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Buffy Episodenguide |
6x16 "Hell's Bells"
[Höllische Hochzeit]
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Xander: Now, let's go over the list one more time. Number one?
Buffy: Don't let your dad near the bar.
Xander: Check. Number two?
Buffy: Don't let your mom near the bar.
Xander: Check.
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Xander: What do you mean, you're me?
Burns: I'm you. I'm you from the future.
Xander: Oh, from the future! For a minute I thought you were a nutball but now that you're from the future...
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Anthony: Toast! A toast! To the Harris clan ... and to my wife, Jessica. Where are you, honey?
er sieht sich kurz um, bis er sie entdeckt.
Anthony: There she is. (hebt sein Glass) To my wife. What would I do without you, beautiful? Well, for starters, I probably wouldn't need to drink so much, would I? On the brighter side, marriage has probably saved me from a nasty dose of the clap. Here's to ya.
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Buffy: You must be so happy for Xander on his very special once-in-alifetime day, huh, Mr. Harris?
Anthony linst auf ihr Brüste.
Anthony: Nice chassis. What's under the hood?
Buffy: You know, I could use a strong cup of coffee. Hey, let's get you one too. What do you say?
Anthony: Did you used to own a little square pinkish purse?
Buffy (seufzt): I did.
Anthony: I thought so. Hey, what do you say we slip in the back room and I show you my...
Buffy: You finish that sentence and I guarantee you won't have anything to show.
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Spike: Hello, Buffy.
Buffy: Hey.
Spike: It's a happy occasion. You meet my friend?
Buffy: No. Not yet. But she seems like a very nice attempt at making me jealous.
Spike: Is it working?
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Spike: It's nice to watch you be happy. For them, even. I don't see it a lot. You... you glow.
Buffy (lächelt): That's because the dress is radioactive.
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Anya: 'I, Anya, promise to cherish you...' Eww, no. Not cherish. 'I promise ... to have sex with you whenever I want and... pledge to be your friend and your wife and your confidant and your sex poodle...'
Tara: Sex poodle?
Anya: Yeah, why?
Tara: I'm not sure you should say 'sex poodle' in your vows.
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Buffy: Sorry about that. There's just going to be a little bit of a delay.
Anya: Why? What's wrong?
Buffy: Nothing! Nothing's wrong. It's just... the minister. He had to go and perform an emergency C-section.
Anya: A C-section?
Buffy: Yeah! You know, he's... not just a minister, he's also a doctor. You know, he's half-minister, half-doctor. He's a mini-tor. Not, of course, to be confused with a minotaur! Because he's all, you know... man, this doctor/minister man. No bull parts whatsoever.
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Karen: I'm bored.
Carol: It's a wedding, honey. We're all bored.
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Anya: I mean, I am sorry, but what the hell is that minister thinking?
Tara: I don
Anya: I mean, delivering a baby! On my special day! I mean, it
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Willow, Tara, Anya, Xander und Buffy starren auf den toten Dämon.
Willow: Is anyone else waiting for it to go poof? (kurze Pause) Maybe we can cover it with flowers.
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Dawn: I thought they were happy.
Buffy: They were. I know they were. They were supposed to be my light at the end of the tunnel. I guess they were a train.
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D'Hoffryn: Oh, Anyanka. I'm sorry. (kurze Pause) But you let him domesticate you. When you were a vengeance demon, you were powerful, at the top of your game. You crushed men like him. It's time you got back to what you do best... don't you think?
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