Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

OK. Uh... little too much excitement for the Wilster here.
I didn't sleep well last night.
Do you believe it was a prophecy?
I knew him.
What you need is a trained. not-too-crazy professional
Sorry. I got... I've just been...
but I can get in a few stakings before sunrise.
By whoring around with other guys and taunting me!
exactly did you rest your eyes for?
God. You're all right.
And the strain of the primitive remained alive and active.
No. Debbie. You did not drink that. Did you?
Probably.
Faithfulness and devotion. things born of fire and roof were his.
Rabbis?
I am all you've got!
He'll make you start a dream journal.
and I wish I didn't have to.
What's the deal. Giles?
I think we broke her.
How could it not be conclusive?
[Grr]
They like you. Agree with you.
Sorry I'm late.
Giles: Let her finish. Buffy.
Let's just pretend for a second that...
He's just being Oz.
I had dreams that she was still alive.
yet he retained his wildness and wiliness.
Oh! Uh. Buffy. Are you OK?
Almost done. Let me just get a few stray hairs from the body.
Where's the gun?
But in case there's trouble... there won't be.
He does love me.
Since when do you touch my girl?
Debbie: It's OK.
Oz ate someone last night.
You could put it that way if you want to Mr Technical
I'm his everything.
and a full moon rose high over the trees.
Get away from the cage.
Uh... we could ask Faith to watch over him.
It's this guy. He...
[Quietly] Except for the parts about rabbits.
sporting a nasty black eye.