Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If you close your eyes and smash yourself in the head with frozen meat, it'll go away.
Buffy?
- Yeah. Go for the one with the bazoombas. - Bazoombas.
Will?
So are you, Master.
No. You didn't.
It was an accident. Maybe we could turn ourselves in.
Rwasundi. Very rare.
Afraid I'm gonna...?
Just not on me.
That is so cool.
It wasn't the demon.
No, Buffy. That's not...
Yeah? OK, shoot.
Its presence in our dimension causes a sort of...
You're going through a really hard time, and you're...
You've been goin' at it too hard. We hardly ever see you.
- It's not your choice. - Why are you doing this to yourself?
So how did you get so beautiful?
We kinda miss her.
But you'll always end up in the dark.
What'd you do?
- Crap. - It's out of juice.
A girl is dead because of me.
I have to tell what I did.
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
She's perfect.
What time is it?
You wanna see the bite marks?
- Dawn, you need to eat. - Thanks for your concern.
No. No, I did.
- Get off of me. Jerk. - Take it back.
You knew her, so there's a link.
How?
The night's young. Gotta be some more girls we could kill.
I'm heading more towards an ungainly collapse.
It's Spike.
I can even go to the magic shop now, as long as someone's with me at all times.
Right there. That's got it. Mad Dog Two to Mad Dog One.
So you thought you could just slip away, then?