Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know. You're 16. I've read all about the dangers of over-nurturing.
Cordelia's been really nice to me, anyway.
Leave us alone!
- You're wasting my time. - Hey! I had other plans, too, OK?
The sleeper will wake.
- Willow, right? - Why?
If you have any dark secrets you'd like us to publish...
No...
As an early form of germ warfare.
- I think I'm gonna go. - Is that what you think?
- Mr Flutie... - Kids here are free to call me Bob.
- You couldn't go suck on some other town. - Who are you?
We don't find her, and there's gonna be one more dead body in the morning.
I mean, that gym was full of vampi...
Yeah, well, maybe I don't want a friend.
- Hi, hon. - Hey!
- What do you want? - The same thing you do.
Great. So, um, I'm gonna need Perspectives on 20th-Century...
- Where's that? - Half a block from the good part.
I gotta book. I'II... I'll see you guys later.
You're not going anywhere until we've fed!
- New girl! - That's right. I saw her.
- Great. Thanks. Where would that be? - I'll show you. Come on.
Oh, that's nice!
- Yes. - Cos it's the weirdest thing.
Does that mean something to you? Cos I'm drawing a blank.
I didn't say I'd never slay another vampire.
- Thanks. - I don't know you, do I?
- Are these guys bothering you? - Uh, no!
You know, I just wanted to start over. Be like everybody else.
We'll get the police! It's just a few blocks up!
You know that colleague? Yeah, that one.
- Bob... - But they don't.