|
Xander: Dinner is served, and my very own recipe. Xander: Apocalypse Now is a gay romp. It's the feel-good movie of whatever year it was.
Xander: (to Willow) So whatcha been doin'? Doing spells? (to Oz) She does spells with Tara. Giles: The audience wants to find you, strip you naked, and eat you alive. So hide! Cheese Guy (to Willow, about a bunch of cheese slices on a table): I've made a little space for the cheese slices.
Riley: Why hello, little lady. Can I hold those milk pails for you? Buffy: But what else could I expect from a bunch of low-rent, no-account hoodlums like you? Hoodlums, yes, I mean you and your friends, your whole sex. Throw 'em in the sea for all I care. Throw 'em in and wait for the bubbles. Men, with your groping and spitting. All groin, no brain. Three billion of ya' passin' around the same worn out urge. Men... with your sales.
Buffy: You must have done something.
Buffy: Want some corn? Xander: I didn't order any vampires! Cheese Guy (to Xander, about the slices of cheese on a plate): These will not protect you. Spike: Haven't you figured it all out yet with your enormous, squishy frontal lobes? Cheese Guy (to Giles, while wearing two slice of cheese on his head): I wear the cheese, it does not wear me.
Anya: OK. A man walks in to the office of a doctor. He's wearing on his head, um, oh wait, there's a duck, is that right? Giles (singing): It's strange, it's not like anything we've faced before / It seems familiar somehow / Of course / The spell we cast with Buffy must have released some primal evil that's come back seeking / I'm not sure what / Willow, look through the chronicles for some reference to a warrior beast / I've got to warn Buffy / There's every chance she might be next / And Xander / help Willow / And try not to bleed on my couch / I've just had it steam-cleaned. No wait...
Joyce (giggling): I'm sorry dear. A mouse is playing with my knees.
Tara (speaking for the first Slayer): The Slayer does not walk in this world.
Giles: Somehow our joining with Buffy and invoking the essence of the Slayer's power was an affront to the source of that power. |
|||||||||||||||||
|