Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- This is it, then. - It hums. I can hear it.
Oh! That's right. There can only be one. As long as I'm alive there is no one else.
I just wish we knew where she was.
Unlike vampires, they have no earthly desires but to collect their bounty.
Free?
We all enjoy the patronage of this establishment. Everybody's happy!
He's not happy unless I'm jumping. I would not be here otherwise.
And suck the spontaneity out of being young and stupid? I'd rather be in the dark.
Excommunicated and sent to Sunnydale. There's a guy big with the sinning.
Even Dalton, the big brain, can't make heads or tails of it.
So, really, when you think about it, what's the diff?
He is passing under our feet right now.
OK. A regular kid and her cradle-robbing, creature-of-the-night boyfriend.
What is all this?
- Tomorrow's Tuesday. - I know.
Yeah. I'll never be a kid.
- May I? - Be my guest.
Yeah.
Oh, forgive me.
Don't feed me that I just saw her a minute ago, she's around here somewhere story.
No one blinks an eye if you spend all your days with books.
- Willow... - Don't warn the tadpoles!
Whatever comes out of your mouth is a waste of breath, an airborne toxic event.