Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In the Dark Ages, the souls of demons were sometimes trapped in certain volumes.

- No answer. - Damn it.

Kayless with a K.

Willow, I think it's really great that you have this cool pen pal, but...

Cool. But this is lab time, so make it a short visit, OK?

He's so smart, Buffy, and he's romantic, and we agree about everything.

Well, my uncle used to work there... in a floor-sweeping capacity.

When I've examined it, you can... er...

If you're not jacked in you're not alive

- She said she'd be in the girls' locker room. - Great.

- What do you want? - To ask you something, if you have a minute.

- You read, I type. Ready? - I am.

Yeah, I heard. But you'll miss out.

A diary, yes. I imagine that's what it is.

you guys are saying Moloch is in this computer?

Willow scanned him into her file. It may be a futile gesture, but I suggest we delete it.

So, are you going to the Bronze tonight?

That's probably it, right? I'll just delete the whole thing.

- I thought you'd be happy for me. - I just want you to be sure.

I knew this would happen sooner or later.

- Oh! - Good morning, kids.

Well, you could pull out somebody's profile based on their user name.

Everything flows through me.

Fritz comes on a little strong, but he does have a point.

But you promised.

A moment, please, of quiet reflection.

..and you guys call her home.