Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uhmm... Vitamins

Well, I'm not good, and I'm OK.

It wasn't anything, really. Buffy was just a little crabby at Dawn about her schoolwork.

- Cassiel, by your second star... - Ah. It's the lover.

- I'll tell you who the sodding Key is. - The vampire is lying to me.

I have to take care of my sister.

I got her tuna. Does she like...

- I told you this wasn't over. - No. The place is cracking!

Honey. Old saying: "A watched customer never buys."

You wanna make it all better?

Just for observation. We'll keep an eye on her, do a couple of basic tests,

Did anybody order an apocalypse?

- I know how difficult it must be. - It is. Especially for Dawn.

Willow. No. It's just for one night.

I realise there's been some ball-dropping, but I'm sure this will all...

There's no one here that can stop me.

I know I can't know whatyou went through.

What? What am I doing wrong now?

Why? Why should I care about any of this?

I'm not real, so why would my exciting graph of chores be real?

It makes me feel so betrayed.

So rack your minion brains and tell me everything you saw

Tara, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry.

- I don't know where you're heading. - Where I'm heading?

kids learn math better if you stimulate their visual learning pattern.

- All I meant was... - It's OK. This Buffy thing, let's just forget it.

I'm not finishing the semester.

So we made a triangle with our bodies. And that's when I called Xander obtuse.

What is it about me thatyou don't trust?

Everyone wants petrified hamsters, and they're never happy with them.