Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'll get it. - Thanks.
Willow?
- Souvenir. - What about the others?
I don't fancy spending the next month getting librarian out of the carpet.
Oz?
Quod perditum est...
No. You stay there. I'm covered.
Mmm... See with your heart.
- All right, talk. What's the deal? - Simple.
- Hey, baby. - Hi.
- I told you. I'm a vampire slayer. - Well, I just don't accept that!
- I want to save the world. - You do remember that you're a vampire?
You're hurt.
The fights, the weird occurrences...
I would love to be upstairs watching TV, or gossipping about boys, or...
- Second victim. - What?
- You mean he's not in the hospital? - No.
Tell the mayor I have good news.
That I'm, uh... in a band.
Me.
- So, you didn't kill that girl? - Of course not.
..from the... evil... realm.
- Where are her parents? - With relatives in Phoenix.
Drums, yeah. She's hell on the old skins.
- Did Giles keep up with you? - I didn't see Giles.
Look... this deal works only one way. Full stop. Me and Dru, for Angel.
Yeah. Good point. All right, don't kill him.
You wish time would stop, so that you could live them over and over again.