Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I guess you are at that. What with the Slayer on your tail and all.

and then the next thing you know he's killing Girondins like it's going out of style.

- Robespierre? You're kidding me, right? - I'm just getting it going.

- You should do it. - Not me.

But she doesn't love me.

Please be quiet.

- You do it. - I'd love to.

We're just gonna have to rise above our petty differences...

Desperate, are you?

Hyperadrenal overload and stuff that sounds worse.

Listen, Spike... I'm desperate.

What about a crossword? Some people say feed a cold. I say puzzle it.

Take me out of a world that has you in it.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to have me a little snack.

- Charlotte Corday wasn't a martyr either... - Buffy...

Hey. I'm just saying, if it's really that important to you, I think I'll get half now.

I've been busy cleaning up your mess.

Make him stay there. I've got knitting needles he can borrow.

and the second I have something to say no one will listen.

Seems only fair since we vamps can't enter your flat without...

Oh, don't worry. I won't fill up on the bread.

Riley, I need you.

- Get Riley there. If you don't... - I'll get him there.

I'm too grossed out to hear anything you have to say. Go home.

And besides, isn't this better than using a flashlight like some kind of doofus?

Thank God. I was freaking out.

I'll talk to you later.

- Would it keep you out of my way? - She's right.

Anything? Will you?

Riley's sick with some Initiative thing and he's missing.

- Sounds more like Big Sister. - There has to be a way.