Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fine. You guys keep your heads buried in the sand,

- He'll be singing in no time. - What do we do now?

He changed there too. Instantly became another person.

We're gonna get to the bottom of this. We just can't take any chances.

Without anything to look forward to. Ever.

Highest alert. Get them here as soon as possible.

(Warren) She won't feel a thing. Just do it. Fast.

I wanted to do this more subtle-like.

I just wanted to tell you that Buffy won't be in today. She's sick.

Oh, things have been wonky for me ever since I got back. Ever since...

Do you have any idea what I'm capable of?

OK, just the other stuff then.

- How's your face? - OK.

- Not making it better. - And you got your revenge.

She's bad news.

(Dawn) I saw Mom.

Hey, this isn't your fault, OK?

Buffy, you've never met the real me.

Cut her deep. Cut her quick. It'll be over before she knows what hit her.

Bad things have been happening. The girls are all looking for someone to blame.

Shut your mouth.

- Of sorts? - Well, it's all relative, isn't it?

So, listen, I could suspend you,

- I can't kill anybody else. - OK, calm down. We can work around that.

As bad as I was, as evil and as wretched as I was, I never truly hated myself back then.

You were perfect. I worried I overdid it with the "hard way" thing.

- I didn't do anything. - (Anya) You lying son of a bitch!