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Spike: You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood...blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.
-Lovers Walk

Angel: You still my girl?
Buffy: Always.
-Enemies

Spike: OK. Is it bigger than a breadbox?
Harmony: No. Four left.
Spike: So it's smaller than a breadbox.
Harmony: Heh heh! No, only three.
Spike: Harmony... is it a sodding breadbox?
Harmony: Yes! Oh, my God. Someone's blondy bear is a Twenty Questions genius!
-Out of My Mind

Dawn (sarcastically): We're safe, right. And Spike built a robot Buffy to play Checkers with.
Tara: It sounded convincing when I thought it.
-Intervention

Anya (to a customer who just finished her purchase): Please go.
Xander: Anya, the Shopkeepers of America called. They wanted me to tell you that "Please go" just got replaced with "Have a nice day."
Anya: But I have their money. Who cares what kind of day they have?
-No Place Like Home

Dawn: Oh my God! I'm the pushy queen of Slut Town!!
-Him

Cordelia: "Hello! How stupid are you people? She's a Slayer. I'm a Homecoming Queen!"
-Homecoming

Buffy: "You guys didn't come all the way from England to determine whether I was good enough to be let back in. You came to beg me to let you back in. To give your jobs, your lives, some semblance of meaning."
Nigel: "This is beyond insolence" (Buffy hurls the sword at him, which he must jump aside to avoid.)
Buffy: "I'm fairly certain I said no interruptions."
-Checkpoint

Buffy: "We're talking about two very powerful witches and a thousand-year-old ex-demon."
Anya: "Willow's a demon?!"
-Checkpoint

BUFFY: Angel. I do sometimes think that far ahead.
ANGEL: Sometimes is something.
BUFFY: It'll be a long time coming. Years, if ever.
ANGEL: I ain't getting any older... (exit)
-Chosen

Xander: They'll never know how tough it is, Dawnie, to be the one who isn't chosen. To live so near to the spotlight and never step in it. But I know. I see more than anybody realizes because nobody's watching me. I saw you last night. I see you working here today. You're not special. You're extraordinary.
-Potential

DAWN: We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side.
-Chosen

ANGEL: I love you. I try not to, but I can't stop.
BUFFY: Me, me too. I can't either.
ANGEL: Buffy maybe we shouldn't...
BUFFY: Don't. Just kiss me.
-Surprise

WILLOW:(to Angel) Well, why do you think she went to that party? Because you gave her the brush-off! (to Giles) And you never let her do anything except work and patrol! And I know she's the chosen one, but you're killing her with the pressure! I mean, she's sixteen going on forty! (to Angel) And you! I mean, you're gonna live forever! You don't have time for a cup of coffee? Okay, I don't feel better now, and we've gotta help Buffy.
-Reptile Boy

BUFFY: Angel?
ANGEL: Hmmm?
BUFFY: Do you snore?
ANGEL: I don't know. It's been a long time since anybody's been in a position to let me know.
-Angel

Buffy: I-I'm not going with Angel. I'm going with -- ye gods -- Cordelia.
Willow: Cordelia?! Did I sound a little jealous just then, 'cause I'm not really... Cordelia?!
Xander: Cordelia's much better for you than Angel.
Willow: What happened with Angel?
Buffy: Nothing, as usual. A whole lotta nothing with Angel.
Xander: Bummer.
Willow: I don't understand. I mean, he likes you. More than likes.
Buffy: Angel barely says two words to me.
Xander: Don't you hate that?
Buffy: And when he does, he treats me like I'm a child.
Xander: That bastard!
Buffy: You know, at least Tom can carry on a conversation.
Xander: Yeah! Tom? Who's Tom?
Willow: The frat guy.
-Reptile Boy

ANGEL: How can..there's gotta be some way we can still see each other.
BUFFY: There is: tell me that you don't love me.(exit)
-Lovers Walk

BUFFY: I never thought you'd come.
ANGEL: It's a big night. I didn't want to miss it. It's just tonight. It doesn't mean that I ...
BUFFY: I know. I mean, I understand.
ANGEL: Dance with me?
-The Prom

ANGEL: I can stay in town as long as you want.
BUFFY: How's forever? Does forever work for you?
-Forever

WILLOW: Buffy, I gotta tell ya - I get it now. The Slayer thing really isn't about the violence. It's about the *power*. And there's no one in the world with the power to stop me now. (she gets blasted, goes flying)
GILES: I'd like to test that theory.
-Two to Go

XANDER: What happened to Buffy? She's gone.
ANYA: She's right here.
ANYA: Table four. I put her with your family.
XANDER: Great. Except, we don't hate Buffy. Let's put her back at table one.
ANYA: Well, where do I put D'Hoffryn?
XANDER: We're not inviting D'Hoffryn.
ANYA: We have to, he's my ex-boss! You're inviting your work buddies.
-Gone

XANDER: So what are our options?
WILLOW: Well, I figure either... I refuse to do the spell and he kills us, or I do the spell and he kills us.
XANDER: Give me a third option.
WILLOW: He's so drunk he forgets about us, and we starve to death. That's sort of the best one.
-Lovers Walk

GILES: Could it possibly get uglier? I used to be a highly respected Watcher. Now I’m a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily.
-Chosen

RICHARD: All right, somebody wanna tell me what's, what's going on here? We're trapped in a house by ... by what, some unseen force or something. (gesturing at the door) Who knows what she's doing in there. (pointing to the kitchen) And I have to tell you... (looks at Clem) I don't think that's a skin condition.
-Older and Far Away

ANYA: I think we died in this car on the way to the airport, and now we're stuck in hell.
XANDER: The radio said no traffic.
ANYA: It's a hell radio, of course it said that. We'll never get to the airport in time to pick up your stupid uncle.
XANDER: It just gives my uncle Rory more time at the bar. Trust me, he'll be happy.
ANYA: Great. So he can sleep off his drunken stupor on our newly re- upholstered couch.
XANDER: He can't afford a hotel.
ANYA: Why are you defending him?
XANDER: I'm not. I hate my uncle. I hate my whole family. That's why I'm marrying you, to start a new family. Have children, make them hate us, then one day they'll get married, we'll sleep on their couch. It's the circle of life. ANYA: Well, the Gnarals are teleporting in in twenty minutes. If I'm not there to greet them? Somebody's getting incinerated.
XANDER: Why did we ever agree to have your friends, who are demons, and my family, who are monsters, stay at our place?
ANYA: Well, I can only do so much, Xander. Planning this marriage is like staging the invasion of Normandy.
XANDER: Without the laughs. We should have eloped.
ANYA: No! I've been through too much planning this wedding, and it is *going* to happen. It is going to be our perfect, perfect day if I have to kill every one of our guests and half this town to do it.
XANDER: Mm. (looks at her bag of chips) Cool Ranch?
ANYA: Cajun Fiesta. (Xander grabs the bag.)
-As You Were

BUFFY: (recognizing) Cordelia! (she lets go)
CORDELIA: God! What is your childhood trauma?!
BUFFY: Have you guys seen Willow? Did she come by here?
CORDELIA: Why? Do you need to attack her with the stick? Jeez! (to her groupies) Excuse me, I have to call *everyone* I have *ever* met, right now.
-Welcome to the Hellmouth

RICHARD: You have some weird friends.
XANDER: News from the file marked 'duh.'
-Older and Far Away

CORDELIA: Willow! Nice dress! Good to know you've seen the softer side of Sears.
-Welcome to the Hellmouth

Cordelia: This isn't about fun. This is about duty, your duty, to help me achieve permanent prosperity. Okay? Do's and dont's: don't wear black, silk, chiffon or spandex. These are my trademarks. And don't do that weird thing with your hair.
Buffy: What weird thing with my...
Cordelia: Don't interrupt. Do be interested if someone should speak to you. It may or may not happen, but do be polite. And laugh at the appropriate intervals. (demonstrates) Do lie to your mom about where we're going. It's a fraternity, and there will be drinking.
Later...
Cordelia: Makeup, makeup... Well, give it your all, and keep to the shadows. We're gonna have a blast! (smiles)
-Reptile Boy

BUFFY: My diary? You read my diary? That is *not* okay! A diary is like a person's most private place! I... You don't even know what I was writing about! 'Hunk' can mean a lot of things, bad things. And, and when it says that your eyes are 'penetrating', I meant to write 'bulging'.
ANGEL: Buffy...
BUFFY: And 'A' doesn't even stand for 'Angel' for that matter, it stands for... 'Achmed', a charming foreign exchange student, so that whole fantasy part has nothing to even do with you at all...
-Angel

CORDELIA: I guess you should know, since you helped raise that demon that killed that guy that time?
GILES: Yes. And let's bring that up as often as possible.
-Ted

CORDELIA: But the mood! It'll be all wrong! My song is about dignity and human feelings and personal... hygiene or something. Anyway, it's sappy, and no one is gonna be feeling sappy after all that Rock and Roll. Uhhh, what?
GILES: Oh! I'm sorry. Um, your hair, uh...
CORDELIA: There's something wrong with my hair? Ohmigod! (quickly leaves)
GILES: (to himself) Xander was right. It worked like a charm.
-The Puppet Show

CORDELIA: I don't even get why you care about Homecoming when you're doing stuff like this.
BUFFY: Because this is all I do. This is what my life is. You couldn't understand. I just thought... Homecoming Queen. I could pick up a yearbook someday and say, I was there. I went to high school, I had friends, and... for one moment, I got to live in the world. And there'd be proof. Proof that I was chosen for something other than this. Besides...(pumps rifle) I look cute in a tiara.
-Homecoming

JONATHAN: We have one more award to give out. Is Buffy Summers here tonight? Did she, um... This is actually a new category. First time ever. I guess there were a lot of write-in ballots, and, um, the prom committee asked me to read this. "We're not good friends. Most of us never found the time to get to know you, but that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. We don't talk about it much, but it's no secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here."
Crowd outbursts: Zombies! Hyena people! Snyder!
JONATHAN: "But, whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you, or helped by you at one time or another. We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history. And we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class, offers its thanks, and gives you, uh, this. (opens umbrella) It's from all of us, and it has written here, "Buffy Summers, Class Protector."
-The Prom

DRUSILLA: Miss Edith speaks out of turn. She's a bad example, and will have no cakes today.
-School Hard

BUFFY: I'm telling you, something weird is going on.
XANDER: Something weird is going on. Isn't that our school motto?
-I Only Have Eyes For You

BUFFY: I want a normal life. Like I had before.
ANGEL: Before me.
BUFFY: No, Angel, it's not you. You're the one freaky thing in my freaky world that still makes sense to me. I just get messed sometimes. I wish we could be regular kids.
ANGEL: Yeah. I'll never be a kid.
BUFFY: Okay, then a regular kid and her cradle robbing, creature-of- the-night boyfriend.
-What's My Line, Part 1

DRUSILLA: Say 'Uncle'. (lowering pitcher of Holy Water) Oh, that's right, you killed my uncle.
-What's My Line, Part 2

SPIKE: Why don't you rip her lungs out? It might make an impression.
Angelus: Lacks... poetry.
SPIKE: It doesn't have to. What rhymes with lungs?
-Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered

OZ: Oh, look! Monkey! And he has a little hat. And little pants.
WILLOW: Yeah, I-I see!
OZ: The monkey's the only cookie animal that gets to wear clothes, you know that? You have the sweetest smile I've ever seen. So, I'm wondering, do the other cookie animals feel sorta ripped? Like, is the hippo going, 'Hey, man, where are *my* pants? I have my hippo dignity!' And you know the monkey's just, (with a French accent) 'I mock you with my monkey pants!' And there's a big coup in the zoo.
WILLOW: The monkey is French?
OZ: All monkeys are French. You didn't know that?
-What's My Line, Part 2

SPIKE: Yeah, that and I also used my enhanced vampire eyeballs to watch you kissing him.
BUFFY: It was… a hello.
SPIKE: Most people don’t use their tongues to say hello. (beat) Or I guess they do but—
BUFFY: There were no tongues. Besides, he’s gone.
SPIKE: Oh, just popped by for a quickie, then?
BUFFY: Good, good! I haven’t had quite enough jealous vampire crap for one night.
SPIKE: He wears lifts, you know.
(later) SPIKE: Someone with a soul but more than human? Angel meant to wear it. That means I’m the qualified party.
BUFFY: It’s volatile. We don’t know—
SPIKE: You’ll be needing someone strong to bear it, then. You plan on giving it to Andrew?
-Chosen

XANDER: Basically, I got as far as Oxnard and the engine fell out of my car, and that was literally. So, I ended up washing dishes at 'The Fabulous Ladies Night Club' for about a month and a half while I tried to pay for the repairs. No one really bothered me or even spoke to me until one night when one of the male strippers called in sick and no power on this earth will make me tell you the rest of that story. Suffice to say I traded my car in for one that wasn't entirely made of rust, came trundling back home to the arms of my loving parents, where everything was exactly as it was except I sleep in the basement and I have to pay rent. How's college?
BUFFY: Male strippers?
XANDER: No power on this earth.
-The Freshman

SPIKE: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
FAITHinBUFFY: 'Cause I'm a stuck-up tight-ass with no sense of fun?
SPIKE: Well . . . Yeah, that covers a lot of it.
FAITHinBUFFY: 'Cause I could do anything I want, and instead I choose to pout and whine and feel the burden of Slayerness? I mean, I could be rich. I could be famous. I could have anything. Anyone. Even you, Spike. I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you pop like warm champagne and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don't? (pause) Because it's wrong.
-Who Are You

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