Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- That's not why I need you here. - Why's that then?
were getting killed.
- Tonight I plan to drink you under the table. - You're on, then.
Make this stop!
No, you don't understand! You violated that girl.
- You mean schoolwork? - Yes.
Let me.
Willow is a witch, guys. This isn't Christian.
- What did you do to her? - Nothing! We just talked all night.
I don't know your feelings, big guy, but to me, a tussle like that...
The First is already up and running.
No need to thank me. I'm just the one who beat him off.
- Before that? - Around.
It says you can't just watch, you have to see.
Not this. What's inside it?
That the First Slayer was right. It isn't enough.
Where do we put our receipts?
- By the First. - Agents of.
- I guess we should talk. - How do you know about slayers?
I wasn't proposing. Time goes by, a girl gets hungry.
Chloe offed herself because she knew what you're not getting.
And now I'd like to see where you work.
Oh, come on now, nancy. Call yourself a demon?
So you turned it down?
- A slayer keepsake. I couldn't. - Well, you have to.
Well, guess that worked.
I thought you were up for a proper fight.
We don't know where you're going or how we'll get you back.
"Repelled him" would perhaps be the better phrase.
- She's gone. - Huh!
Plus an exchange, like you said. I'm thinking a slayer for a demon.
Weapon!