Buffy (staking a vampire): And they say one person can't make a difference.
Buffy (about construction-working Xander): Very manly. Not at all Village People.
Anya: I love a ritual sacrifice.
Anya: Soon he'll be sweating. I'm imagining having sex with him again.
Xander (after falling into an old mission): I'm OK, I'm OK! ... Where am I OK?
Willow: It's a turvy-topsy world.
Buffy: It is a sham, but it's a sham with yams. It's a yam sham.
Xander: You're a strange girlfriend.
Willow: The coroner's office said she was missing an ear, so I'm thinking maybe we're looking for a witch. There's some great spells that work much better with an ear in the mix.
Buffy: It was pretty darn scary. It was more like a riot than a Ralphs. I thought I was going to have to use Slayer moves on this one woman who was completely hoarding the pumpkin pie filling.
Willow: Hey, and later we can churn our own butter and make sweaters out of sheep.
Willow (leaving Buffy and Riley alone): Look, they're selling coffee in coffee shop. Yum.
Willow (to Angel, muffled by his hand over her mouth): Evil! You're all evil again!
Harmony (to Spike): I'm powerful, and I'm beautiful, and I don't need you to complete me. And you're mean!
Giles: Yes, always behind on terms. I'm still trying not to refer to you lot as 'bloody colonials.'
Willow: You know, I don't think you want to help! You just want to slay the demon and go 'la, la, la.'
Willow: Angel? I saw him too.
Giles: That's why I think we should all keep a level head at this.
Spike: What part of 'help me!' do you not understand?
Spike (on his implant): I'm saying that Spike had a little trip to the vet, and now he doesn't chase the other puppies anymore.
Spike (regarding Xander): Oh, leave that one! He looks like he's ready to drop any minute, and I think I can eat someone if he's already dead.
Buffy (trying to console the Indians): You can have casinos now!
Anya: So this is Angel. He's large and glowery, isn't he?
Angel: I'm not evil again. Why does everyone think that?
Anya (about Angel): What's he like when he is evil?
Spike: A bear! You made a bear!
Willow: But at least we all worked together. It was like old times.