Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"- You Can. - I Can't. I Can't."

The next time you come calling, if you don't stop being a bitch, maybe I will bite you.

I just don't understand. I don't understand why you'd go to see somebody like Rack.

It's why she left.

All we're saying is she's acting different. She's not herself.

I'm just saying... vampires get you hot.

I wouldn't throw stones. You seem to be quite the groupie yourself.

- You're bent. - Yeah, and it made you scream, didn't it?

Back off, Will. I got her.

I'm sure they just... lost track of time.

or the traditional burlap with blood larva.

- Amy. - No, it's true!

Figured. I knew that's why you didn't call.

- Here. - It's hot.

No, it's not like that. She's just helping Amy through a transition.

I like your coat. When does the Slayer find time to shop?

- Anya! - I'm sorry, but this is pointless!

Willow, I'm serious. I'm going home.

We all do stuff. Stupid stuff. But then we learn, and we don't do it again.

You just hang here for a minute and I'll be back.

Right. Assume and make you an ass out of me. Or something.

Dawnie, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.