Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Just once I would like to run into a cult of bunny worshippers.

Excuse me. No, I don't mean to be rude. It's just I've been sitting for hours.

- May I come in? - Of course, baby. Come on in.

- Did you find everything all right? - No problemo.

So we get there and guess what? Tell him, Will.

OK, so she's making a monster. What for? What does it do?

Our circles are going around in circles. We've got dizzy circles here, Giles.

- Really? - Mm-hm.

- Where are you? - Sunnydale Memorial.

You don't know anything about Buffy. I know what she needs.

going crazy if I'm not touching her. But she doesn't love me.

- We'll keep her safe here until you arrive. - Thanks.

OK. Let's do this.

Listen, your mom's gonna be unconscious for at least another six, seven hours.

There's really nothing else you can do.

Yeah, crazy. Going off alone, half-cocked, instead of waiting for much-needed backup.

Buffy needs something she can fight, something she can solve.

- Thank you. - Dreg, is it?

Were you just smelling her sweater?

- Maybe she's not in the books. - What do you mean?

You're melting.

- Excuse me, Miss Summers. - It's OK.

I knowthis is very difficult and, because of the nature of your mother's illness,

You OK? You look pretty beat up.

Excuse me, I'm just gonna check on the status of the OR.

which we are working on.

Wasn't the Khul's amulet a transmogrification conduit?

Your mother's prognosis is a lot better today than it would have been only a year ago.

Buffy's glad too.

- Damn straight. - But I still see no reason for concern.