Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You never understood me. - Xander, who is this woman?
I just don't know what you've changed into.
You know it. I know it.
When you brought me here, I thought it was to kill me.
I'm a demon, just like yourself, Anya.
Urgh! Ronnie would love this. Boy!
- It's not that easy. - You can do it.
I don't know what your game is, but I know you're not telling me something.
Spike?
- Tell me what happened to you. - Hey, hey, hey! No touching.
Where are you going?
I don't know if I can.
Oh, God, corner of Third and Fairview. OK, help is coming. Try not to move.
Get away. Get...
- Aargh! - Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!
From beneath you, it devours.
Somebody!
Why don't you get yourself a drink, and we'll pick it up in a few, OK?
I'm sorry.
Oh, God.
It's here too. Everybody.
- To check in? - No, actually, I'm hitting on you.
- Make me what I was. - We will return... your soul.
I'll... get back to you.
Trust yourself, and the others might follow.
Aargh!
You know, you'd have to be crazy, and...
- Can I give detention? - OK by me.
Well, you can unembellish now.