Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey, you. - Hey!
I have never let a patient with tachycardia this severe leave a hospital.
- Well, well, well. Lookee here. - Is it safe?
Buffy's like nobody else in the world.
- Poor Buffy. - Maybe he just needs some time alone.
Oh, God. Doctor! Doctor, we need you now!
- But it's nothing bad. It's not serious, right? - Very unlikely.
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Take me to him.
- It's all great. - Well, you've earned it. Truly.
Riley.
Buffy, Buffy, Buffy! Everywhere I turn, she's there!
You shouldn't even be thinking about that. He's not worried, so we shouldn't be.
Oh, wow, this place looks great. Oh, I feel like a witch in a magic shop.
Spike, oh my God! This is, like, a real emergency!
till you're too tired and too hungry to run any more.
- She doesn't have a history of fainting? - No, not that I know of.
And Buffy?
You shouldn't be out here when she's patrolling.
You wanna touch me? I'm right here.
The mess is yours, Slayer. Yours and the boy's.
Looks like neither boy's entirely welcome. You should take him home, Slayer.
But I'd love to watch and learn. From someone who's really good.
Aye aye.
Not now. Not after everything that...
Oh, dear, is the enormous hall monitor sick? Tell me, is he gonna die?
Uh-uh. You are sitting right here on this couch today.
Tara and I can scope out the burned-out school.
Look at those pieces of paper.
I need you with me.
OK. OK, brain surgery. He's gonna need a medical facility, he's gonna need equipment...
And, you know I don't... Iove the idea of you patrolling alone.