Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- The girls must die. - Nice place. Bit of a mess.

I've got a system. It's called flunking out.

And I'll find room for you next to her and Annabelle.

Show me the vampire.

The sand forms a circle, the circle acts as a barrier,

What I want is the Spike that's dangerous. The Spike that tried to kill me when we met.

I'm nowhere near him.

- If you've got something to say... - Just said it.

Now there's just a handful, all on their way to Sunnydale.

Listen, you guys. I'm already the Slayer, bursting with power. Really don't need more.

- I hope we're not intruding. - Not a bit.

The Slayer's counting on you, Willow. Get cracking on that portal.

These girls were chosen.

Translation's gonna be a bitch, but...

But wait. I thought... (Buffy's voice) "They're not all gonna make it."

I didn't know that was possible. Anything we could use?

I swear, if Buffy rooms or boards one more of the potential girls, I'm gonna call a...

Keep bringing people in, they'll see everything.

I've been here, right in it. Fighting, scrapping.

This bag belonged to my mother.

- So, how do you two know each other? - He works with me.

Till she hanged herself. Like when you called her a maggot.

Screw it! Mighty forces, I suck at Latin, OK? But that's not the issue.

Just the men who did this... to her.

Yeah, cool stuff, but we've seen it all before.

- You're right. - Rising sun!

Put on some coffee. This could take awhile.

They offered me more power, but I didn't like the loophole.

- these are my pencils. - No.

Made her kill for you because you're weak, pathetic,

Good thinking. But, on the other hand, why rush?

Yeah. A box. A big, fat, unopenable box.

- It's not enough. - That's not what I said, Buffy.

Well, yeah, but only because you kinda told us to.

- Demon. - Huh?

And there's no pattern to the naked eye yet, but the instant one emerges, I'm on it.