Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Let's sit down over here for a minute. - No.
I'll have them, all right.
To touch such an ankle would be... But I'm not touching. I'm backing away.
Some people wait for days, sometimes weeks.
Blanket!
- She doesn't know how bad it is. - We'll not say a word.
Does this pump make my ankle look bony?
- And Giles... - Yes?
Yes. Dreg. Your Creamy Coolness has honoured me by speaking my name.
- I'll warn the others. We'll get weapons... - Wait a second. What time is it?
- Dawn, are you OK? - Why was the big snake afraid of Dawn?
Thank you.
Symptoms. There's a fair variety that might present.
God, I love you so much.
Transmogrifying is changing a living thing into a different kind of thing.
unfortunately things may progress very quickly.
So I figure there has to be some kind of mystical cure.
Absolutely she will.
And the young woman to whom I sold them would have to have had enormous power...
We could go somewhere else. Someplace more private.
That creepy demon woman's conjuring some kind of monster.
The clinical name is oligodendroglioma. It's in the left hemisphere of the cerebrum.
But what can we do?
Nothing worse than a gift that doesn't work.
We'd just moved to Sunnydale.
- Tomb go boom. - Yep.
I couldn't stop her. I couldn't even slow her down.
Tick, tock, Dreg. Tick frickin' tock.
You looked like you needed a break. That guy's great,
- I'm really glad you're here. - Thanks.
It was an ancient Egyptian cult, heavy into dark magic.
Buffy took her to hospital for a bit of prod 'n' probe.
If you decide you wanna let me in on any of it, you let me know.
thank you.