Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn love spell. I have tried every anti-love spell spell I can find.

- I don't have much time. - Before what?

Not the right time.

- Now I gotta deal with you, too? - I'm a bit more formidable than Mr Wood.

- What? - Where do I start with the bad?

So, what's up with RJ? How's he doing at the old alpha mater?

- Oh, God! - Right there with ya.

- Your lover? Your lover?! - Guys, guys...

Dawn, be quiet. We don't need you interfering.

Very... spirited.

He's, uh... not Head of Vengeance for nothing.

Well, at least someone agrees you shouldn't be dating this guy.

I think my relationship with RJ's brother was complex at best, but maybe he's a way in.

- Buffy's not here. Go away! - Are you sure?

but I don't want to need anyone's help, so stop helping.

Razorbacks, Razorbacks!

- Dawn, wait! - (door slams)

First you say Spike disgusts you, but you're doing it like bunnies.

Or, OK, clearly I do,

Third, Anna Nicole Smith thinks you look tacky.

That's why I'm doing my spell, cos he doesn't have to be. Hand me my crystals.

It's dog eat dog, may the best man win.

It isn't fair. He works so hard.

- Yeah, but come on... - Sit.

I just feel like I let you down.

I'm just sayin', once you get back the soul,

- Xander! - Xander!

- Crazy lust puppies, aren't they? - At least the yelling went away.

He is like the rudder that guides the ship.

- Info on one RJ Brooks. - Oh, let me see. Is there a picture?

Family stuff. Hey, I knew his brother. He was a big jock at Sunnydale High too.