Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

At least we're all bipeds, which is more than I can say for Ronnie, the worm boy.

Are you asking me to be a counsellor?

I'm a vegetarian.

Sluggoth demon. It's a large, nasty, natural predator who died around the Crusades.

I don't wanna go back home just so I can screw up again.

I'm just a guy who can lend a hand, if you'll let me.

Hey! Hands off the merchandise, Spike.

Is this the one you talked to?

D'you think I might, instead, give you a call sometime?

unleashing of hordes of Armageddon that comes out of the school every now and then,

We're gonna split. Two pairs. This creature is burrowing through solid ground.

- Didn't last. - Weren't you, Buffy...

And sooner or later, Anya, that excuse just stops working.

I've seen her at the Bronze a couple of times.

and honing your powers and still there'd be no way of knowing

If you hurt my sister at all.

holding myself and spilling useless buckets of salt over your...

- From beneath you, it devours. - What?

The spark. The missing...

horror and bloodshed.

These students need someone who understands them.

- Oh, puppy! - Wait, that gets your sad noise?

- Who's Ronnie? - Oh.

It's not fuzzy. You're dealing with troubled kids?

- So what happened to you? - When you saw me,

- The only thing I need is a little... - (Spike) What you need is help.