Buffy„So...some of your cousins are in town for a family barbeque and we're all on the menu.“
Buffy„It's like they knew I was coming back.“
Buffy„Hi guys.“
Buffy„It's entirely pointy, I was a moron.“
Buffy„Come on, kick my ass.“
Buffy„I'm gonna kill them all.“
Buffy„Miss me?“
Buffy„You won't tell anyone that I'm the slayer, and I won't tell anyone that you're a moron.“
Buffy„Cordelia, your mouth is open, sound is coming from it, this is never good.“
Buffy„I moved on...to the living.“
Buffy„So, are you going to kill me or are we just making smalltalk?.“
Buffy„You're a vampire. Oh, I'm sorry. Was that an offensive term? Should I say undead American?“
Buffy„You're the watcher, I just work here.“
Buffy„Willow, grow up. Not everything is about kissing.“
Cordelia„What ever is causing the Joan Collins' tude, deal with it. Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever. But, get over it.“
Cordelia„You're really campaigning for bitch of the year, aren't you?“
Cordelia„So, did you guys fight any demons this summer?“
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Principal Snyder„That Summers girl. I smell trouble. I smell expulsion. And just the faintest aroma of jail.“
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Principal Snyder„One day the campus is completely bare, empty. The next, there are children everywhere. Like locust.“
Willow„Use the force Luke.“
Willow„Buffy killed a vampire last night.“
Willow„I mean, why else would she be acting like such a b-i-t-c-h?“
Xander„You can't fight back cuz your amish. I mock you with my ice cream cone, amish guy.“
Xander„Aww, come on, you can tell us. We're your busom friends, your friends your busom.“
Giles„Where's Buffy?“
Xander„If they hurt Willow, I'll kill you.“
Xander„I like your hair.“
Xander„Are we overlooking the idea that she may be very attracted to me...she's possessed.“
Xander„I don't know what your problem is, what your issues are. But as of now, I officially don't care. If you worked with us for five seconds, you could have stopped this.“
Xander„We can grind our ememies into talcum powder with a sledge hammer, but gosh, we did that last night.“
Xander„Sorry, I can't help myself. Your nose looks so tasty.“
Xander„Man, your timing really doesn't suck.“
Xander„Might be some interest, I'm a man. I have certain desires, certain needs.“
Angel„I missed you.“
Buffy„So...some of your cousins are in town for a family barbeque and we're all on the menu.“
Cordelia„What ever is causing the Joan Collins' tude, deal with it. Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever. But, get over it.“
Willow„Use the force Luke.“
Xander„You can't fight back cuz your amish. I mock you with my ice cream cone, amish guy.“
Giles„Where's Buffy?“