Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your time is running out.

I just came to class, and the play was starting.

The play is long over. Why are you still in costume?

- What's her deal? - Big faker.

I'm so sorry I'm late. There's a great deal going on. And all at once!

It went great. They made me surgeon general.

That means we have to be perfect.

It seems familiar somehow

And I can defeat you with my intellect.

World domination? Is that a good?

Why, thank you. But they're not very heavy.

I just think it's really early to be putting on a play. I don't even know what...

Where are you from, Harris?

Your life may depend on what I'm about to tell you. You need...

A bunch of you were sitting there,

Buffy, we've got important work here. A lot of filing, giving things names.

I still think Buffy should have killed you.

I think they need me to find them.

You hold them, you touch them, use them.

This is my business. Blood of the lamb and all that.

She's uncomfortable with certain concepts. It's understandable.

What else could I expect from a bunch of low-rent, no-account hoodlums like you?

I tried to warn you.

But you've never taken drama before.

I walked by your guidance counsellor's office one time.