Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hi, Giles. - Buffy.

- He's not upstairs. - Oh, God, Giles.

But there's no need. It's me, Giles.

Right, let's go, then.

A demon that steals a car has a reason. A purpose.

But this is so nice. Having everyone together for my birthday.

Previously on "Buffy the Vampire Slayer":

You'd find some other way.

and no one bothers to tell me Buffy's dating one of them?

What am I? I'm an unemployed librarian with a tendency to get knocked on the head.

Yeah. Mostly kids from the dorm. A couple of Riley's friends.

You want to know what I think?

She's got better things to do than hang out with kids.

Well, next time, absolutely.

You sure? Cos we could stay.

You just come over all demony this morning?

The chem lab, by myself.

Mm. I'll tell Giles about it. Or maybe I'll tell Maggie.

He's gotta be the guy that made the demon attack Giles.

Oh, religious intolerance. Sad, that.

- What are you doin' here? - This is Giles' apartment. He's missing.

Out. Before I get the Slayer over here to kick your ass out.

No, we can't wait for her, Willow.

But older, less attractive.

- Isn't this more fun than kicking my arse? - No.

I do. Ethan Rayne.

- I'll go all out if you will. - Are you sure?

And I'm supposed to just help you out of the evilness of my heart?

Oh! Oh, look. Giles has no cake.

I think it can be unhealthy to take on adult roles too early.

You have to help me find him.

- and I certainly don't want to interfere... - Uh-oh. You have but-face.

Whoever it is may call and ask for a ransom. Give 'em anything they want.

Like, all around the room. It was like a rose-based missile.

Oh, God. Giles. Giles.

Did you help plan this? It was quite a surprise.

He's right. You can't walk around pretending you're less than you are.

- Bad for you. - No, no, no. You have to listen.

Willow said she was gonna be at the science library all night.

And you're in charge.