Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ms Tishler demonstrated it yesterday.

Billy's in a coma. That's like sleep, right?

And when did they make it night over there?

- Giles? - Maybe he's in the faculty room.

- Do you know why your folks split up? - I didn't ask. They just stopped getting along.

Have a killer weekend, guys!

- You. - So, this is the Slayer.

I'm just glad he's behind bars where he belongs.

It's funny if you're me.

It's time to get up for school.

I had the best collection in the tri-county area.

I don't see the ugly man.

Why is she so Evita-like?

He said it was my fault.

Look at this. I guess they're gonna bury somebody.

No more hiding.

- She was wearing that tight sweater. - Oh! The midnight-blue angora!

I don't know... I was, uh... dressed a minute ago!

Well, they both got detention, which is completely unfair since Shawn started it.

OK! Good day to buy that lottery ticket.

You never told me you dreamt of becoming a vampire.

I'll tell you. For crawling across your face in the middle of the night. Urgh!

This isn't a dream.

Why don't you revolve out of my light?