Giles (about the demon and vampire fighting together): The two of them were working as a team?
Buffy: Everything except giving each other little pats on the behind.

Anya: Spike! What are you doing? You made me yell really high!

Anya: Oh now, come on! You're not even bumpy anymore.
Spike (feeling his forehead): Oh. I was just a minute ago. Hang on, get me mad again.

Willow (while Buffy is distracted by ogling Riley): Hey, Buffy, this might be a good time to mention that someone so not me spilled something purply on your new peasant top, which I would never borrow without asking. Still love me?
Buffy: Uh-huh.

Anya: A year and a half ago I could have eviscerated him with my thoughts. Now I can barely hurt his feelings. Things used to be so much simpler.
Spike: You know... You take the killing for granted... And then it's gone, and you're like... I wish I'd appreciated it more. Stop and smell the corpses, you know?

Spike (entering the Lowell House party with Anya): Hey... I know these guys from somewhere.
Anya: Initiative soldiers. They live here. Experiments happen in the lab under the house — that's where they kept you and put in your chip. Let's have fun!
Spike: What are you doing? You brought me here?
Xander: Anya? What are you doing? You brought him here?
Spike: That's what I said, only I hit the "here" part.

Spike (about Xander): Oh... Who's the puffed up manly man, all splotchy and possessive.

Anya: I'm just trying to tell you that we have nothing in common besides both of us liking your penis, and now I don't even have that!

Willow: Ghost Boy. Drowning in a tub. I tried to save him, but... being a ghost already, well... I was way too late.
Xander: A ghost? What's the deal? Is every frat on this campus haunted? And if so, why do people keep coming to these parties? 'Cause it's not the snacks.

Xander (upon seeing Giles sing): Um... could we go back to the haunted house? Because this is creeping me out.
Tara: Does he do this a lot?
Xander: Sure, every day the Earth rotates backwards and the skies turn orange.

Willow (about Giles and his singing): Now I remember why I used to have such a crush on him.

Mrs. Holt: I refuse to listen to this when I can smell the sin on each and every one of you!
Xander: Yeah? You smell sin? Well, let me tell you something, lady. She who smelt it, dealt it!

Xander: So, with Buffy and Riley having... you know, acts of nakedness around the clock lately, maybe they set something free... like a big, bursting poltergasm.