Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Are you OK? - Fine.

- Just like that? - No, not just like that. There was a price.

And we need to find Rupert Giles.

Your blood will boil. You will know true suffering.

She's a vengeance demon, you know.

Her exact words were "I've got stuff coming out of both ends."

- So the basement was filled with bodies? - Apparently.

A soul's not all about moonbeams and penny whistles, love.

- Anya, no! - Stop it!

Sorry about that. She shouldn't have hit you.

- You'll get nothin' out of me, carpenter. - We'll see about that.

You don't understand. When I left the room, I heard you talking to...

we've all been a little on edge lately.

This isn't some demon. It's all the same thing.

- Dear God, I thought you... - Gather them.

and either blows his head off or steals a submarine.

but I've always been a bit of a sucker for the old classics.

Don't go soft on me now. We're right in the trench, and the exhaust port's in sight.

They brainwash operatives and condition them with a specific trigger, like a song,

Pain and suffering... of sorts.

I can suspend you and report this little incident on your permanent record.