Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Buffy... You scared me.
Right. Cos I lie awake at night hoping you tweekos will be my best friends.
I think the best thing we can do is to find a secure location.
Which means we can expect to be here late tonight.
..done a great job with the fair, hasn't he?
- What about you? That cut... - Forget about me. We gotta get you out.
Perhaps you're right. There may be fierce battles ahead.
- Big guns? - The Order of Taraka.
- Excuse me? - The pig.
God, you act like I picked this gig, but remember I'm the picked.
We'll never complete your cure with that bitch breathing down our necks.
I don't know, I don't know.
Colour me stunned.
I'm so inspired by your leadership, I'm thinkin' principal school.
The phone rang a few hundred times, then I remembered her mom is out of town.
No, but these people can't tell from one test what we're gonna do for the rest of our lives.
I'll dance with you, pet,...
As long as he's not smelly, dirty or... something gross.
That would introduce too many variables into their number-crunching little world.
- Yeah. - It was written by du Lac. Damn it!
About a couple of hundred demons ago.
No, Angel, it's not you.