Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stay here. We're gonna need you.
I like chicken fingers with mustard when I'm sick.
You know, the... back of your brain.
Like what? Take a tour of the White House and pretend to get lost, and...
Hey, you wanna go again? I bet this place is just teeming with aerodynamic vampires.
- I'm not permitted to say. - Say.
Shoot the nasty butterflies for the good doctor.
Honestly, Dawn, how many bowls of cereal are you planning on eating?
I'm totally her arch-nemesis!
Harmony, if your incessant prattling bollockses up this operation,
My stomach's growling, I’m so starved.
- Your body won't take this kind of stress... - I can handle it.
- So talk. - What's going on, man?
- You can't. I'm going home. - And your friend can't convince you to...
Buffy, I love you. God, I love you so much.
- Why would you say that? - Come on.
I just keep thinking how cool it would be,
Apparently not. Don't worry, Will, you still wear the smarty-pants in the family.
- A chip in my head. - Actually, the Tensor chip is for Android
This is a complicated neurological procedure and I've never performed it before.
You want the cereal prize, but not the cereal. You are growing up.
She's found me!
Call the Initiative. If they know what's wrong, they have to help.
But with that pulse I'd get on my knees and beg, if I thought I could change your mind.
I've got a proposition for you.
I'm gonna rip Spike's head off. I'm gonna...
Only this is more of a beige...
You don't want this.
- This working hard is hard work. - Isn't it crazy like that?
Funny. I've got a proposition for you. What about knocking?
- Riley? - I'm OK. OK.
Spike, I want you.
Loving you is the scariest thing I've ever done, Buffy.
Riley?
- It means he can't even pick flowers. - What? Yes, I can!
It's so pink and wriggly-looking.
Anyway, I want eggs.