Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You hunt werewolves for sport? - No, no. I'm in it purely for the money.

I could hide my fist in your face.

Welcome to the mystery that is men. It goes something like...

- That's why I know you should talk about it. - That's easy for you to say.

On account of once you were a hyena?

Yeah. She's actually an evil mastermind. It's fun.

Giles knows stuff and I'm practically an expert.

- Are you certain? - Just trust me on this.

- That won't make me a slut? - I think your reputation will remain intact.

Don't worry. They might not look it, but bunnies can take care of themselves.

- Well deserved. - Darn tootin'!

I tore a tooth from the mouth of every werewolf that I killed.

No. I guess you didn't see anything, from the vantage point of having your eyes closed.

What relationship? What life could they possibly have together?

The point is that our wolfman could also be a wolfwoman, or anyone bitten by a werewolf.

A full moon like tonight tends to bring out the crazies.

They grow body hair and lose all ability to tell you what they want.

..the phases of the moon seem to exert a great deal of psychological influence.

No, no sign of the werewolf. How about you?

She is the Slayer,

- No one here's man enough to kill 'em! - I wouldn't be too sure of that.