Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's perfectly serviceable.

This gonna go on much longer? I'd rather like to be going.

We use the latest in scientific technology and state-of-the-art weaponry,

But you killed the...

Please, don't you understand?

D'you know what gets me? This is what gets me.

So she walks in and the rules just suddenly break?

Is this thing real silver?

Giles will know what it was.

- I didn't? - He says no.

Of course, you could smash my toes with a hammer and it would still be the bestest Buffy birthday bash in a while.

- How long have you been practising? - Since I was little.

Oh, stop the car.

I don't know what I'm lookin' for.

- I'm bored. Let's eat. - Anya, we've talked about this.

They'll take Mr Rayne to a secret detention facility in the Nevada desert.

- Absence? - Buffy clearly lacks a strong father figure.

I think you're probably right.

When you went to the loo, I slipped poison in your drink. You'll be dead in an hour.

- Command, are you there? - What are you doing?

Oh, sure. Dismantle the getaway car. That'll scare 'em.

Like, Spider-Man strong.

- Who else knows? - No one. No one else knows this.

- 15? - I know, wow.

Ow. You're just a little overwrought. Ow.

Agent Finn here alone has killed or captured... How many is it?

Which is not always a good thing.

R-a-y-n-e. Call me back.

You look like you're gonna say "but".

We were sparring and he said not to hold back.

Ethan's wardrobe's not helping any.

- Downshift. Downshift. - Calm down, will you?

Right, then. What's first? I tell the Slayer what you've gotten yourself into?

- You understand me. - Of course I understand you.

The demon Prince Barvain is going to rise tonight.

As I'm just as sure we can learn much from each other.