Buffy: No mouth means no teeth...unless they have them somewhere else.
Giles: I was just filling Buffy in on my progress regarding the research of Ascension.
Buffy: A part of the demon. Hope itís not the outside part.
Willow: The school paper is edging on depressing lately. Have you guys noticed that?
Willow: What are you doing Buffy?
Buffy: It could be claws, or scales or...what?
Xander: They really are very good.
Xander: You know Oz, I look at all this beauty, all these healthy young women and I wonder why I wasted my time on Cordelia. I mean, look at her. Sheís no better lookiní than the rest of them.
Angel: Hey. I wonít let anything happen to you if I can help it. No matter what, Iíll always be with you. Hey, Iíll love you, even if youíre covered with slime.
Oz: It was intense.
Xander: You have no shame.
Cordelia: I still have knee marks on my back...[get some looks]from the pyramid.
Buffy: Is this the thing? The aspect thing? Because I gotta say, if it is, itís way better than a tail. I mean, I have a hard enough time finding jeans that fit right.
Buffy: And the boys of this school are seriously disturbed.
Buffy: Ooh, sorry. Sorry about the daytime. I just ducked out of school and thatís when they have it.
Angel: You canít get into my mind.
Angel: You donít have to play games with me Buffy. Ever.
Angel: Kissing her meant nothing. I donít want a bad girl. Iíve done that before. Iíve lived a long time Buffy, and Iím past that. Iíve been with dozens of girls like that, more.
Angel: Be careful with this gift. A lot of things that seem strong and good and powerful, they can be painful.
Oz: I am my thoughts. If they exist in her, Buffy contains everything that is me and she becomes me. I cease to exist. Huh.
Xander: What am I gonna do? I think about sex all the time. Sex. Help. 4 times 5 is 30. 5 times 6 is 32. Naked women. Naked girls. Naked Buffy. Oh stop me.
Oz: No one else exists either. Buffy is all of us. We think. Therefore she is.
Oz: Iím gonna follow the redhead.
Xander: See, Iíve been saying for years that the lunch lady is going to do us all in with that Mulligan Stew. I mean, what the hell is a Mulligan?
Xander: Yeah, I mean who hasnít idly thought of taking out the place with a semi-automatic...I said idly.
Xander: Iím still having trouble with the that one of us is just going to gun everybody down for no reason.
Buffy: You had sex with Giles! You had sex with Giles!
Willow: Talk to everyone on your list. AndÖuse the sample questions...today people!
Cordelia: Hi Mr. Beach. I was just wondering, were you planning on killing a bunch of people tomorrow. Oh, itís for the yearbook.
Larry: Man, Iím out. Iím so out Iíve got my grandma fixing me up with guys.
Oz: Dingoes Ate My Baby played their instruments as if they had plump polish sausages taped to their fingers.
Willow: Jonathan. Ugh, I had him in my grasp. Slippery weasel.
Jonathan: Stop saying my name like weíre friends. Weíre not friends. You all think Iím an idiot. A short idiot.
Buffy: You know what, I was wrong. You are an idiot. My life happens to, on occasion, suck beyond the telling of it. Sometimes more than I can handle.
Buffy: It looks quiet down there. Itís not. Itís deafening.
Willow: So, you feeliní better about Angel?
Buffy: Well, itís nice to help someone in a non-slaying capacity. Except, heís starting to get that look you know, like heís gonna ask me to Prom.
Giles: Feel up to some training?