Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You like to look at the semi-nude engravings?

"Catherine the Great."

Sunnydale! Sunnydale! We never fail! We never fail!

Take of mine energy and be sated.

There's a veritable cornucopia of fiends and devils and ghouls to engage.

- Oh, my God! I can't see anything! - It's OK. Oh, God!

The listener hears.

This is madness.

And there's been no sign of her?

- Kill. - How much time do we have?

She was the best.

- What was I trying out for? - Oh, uh...

The darkness breathes. Tenebrae respiratis.

- I didn't think you'd pull it off. - I got her! Cut her head off!

No, Amy, you did fine.

Er, rage. In most cases, the person who combusted was terribly angry, or... or upset.

Ever since Dad... her dad left, I can't control her.

- Yeah. Her mom's kinda... - Nazi-like?

No, no, no! You don't want her, she's a w...

I'm inscrutable, huh?

- They have cheerleading coaches? - Oh, yeah! Don't you have?

- Uh-huh? - Sounds like her mom's pretty into it.

I don't get it.

Nah, I've gotta be a man and ask her out.

- Vengeance spell? She's getting even? - She knows I know she's a witch.

As her mother, you should assume some responsibility for her actions.

and I've come to a simple conclusion. I don't get it.

First vampires, now witches.

- Where is she? - Hey, Willow, it's cool!

That's why you're so cool. You're like a guy - my guy friend that knows about girls' stuff.

We should talk to her mother. Maybe she knows what she's created.

The centre is dark.

When her mom was on a broth kick, Amy'd come to my house and we'd eat brownies.