Buffy„Alright, ten more minutes of chanting and you guys have to go to bed.“
Buffy„Alright, I get it. You're evil. Do we have to chat about it all day?“
Buffy„Why don't you come in from the entire lack of cold?“
Buffy„No wonder you like this stuff, it's like reading the sun.“
Buffy„I'm glad you came.“
Buffy„Angel.“
Buffy„Angel, how can I help you?“
Buffy„Vampires probably not that big on Christmas now that I think about it.“
Buffy„Find me these priest guys. Find me something I can pummel.“
Buffy„So, we'll help him?“
Buffy„You're still number one with the guilt trip mom.“
Buffy„What are you doing for Christmas?“
Buffy„I just want a nice quiet Christmas vacation.“
Buffy„Yeah, a nice cool waste of time.“
Cordelia„It must be a drag to be stuck here in Sweatydale. But I'm thinking of you. Okay, I'm done.“
Buffy„I like the lights.“
Faith„That one is for your mom. They're pretty crappy.“
Giles„Hello.“
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Jenny„You think you can fight me? I'm not a demon little girl, I am something that you can't even conceive- the first evil. Beyond sin, beyond death. I am the thing that darkness fears. You'll never see me, but I am everywhere. Every being, every thought, every drop of hate.“
Angel„It wasn't me.“
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Jenny„Trouble sleeping?“
J
Jenny„Sooner or later you will drink her.“
J
Jenny„You want her.“
J
Jenny„You have no idea what you're dealing with.“
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Maid„But you see, that's what makes you different from other beasts. They killed to feed. But you took more kinds of pleasure in it than creature that walks or crawls.“
Oz„You ever have that dream where you're in that play and it's the middle of the play and you really don't know your lines and you kinda don't know the plot?“
Oz„I mean, you look great. And you got Barry working for you and it's all... good. But, when it happens, I want it to be because we both need it to for the same reason. You don't have to prove anything to me.“
Oz„Okay, the thing is... seeing you with Xander, it was... well, I never felt that way before... when there wasn't a full moon. But I know you guys have a history.“
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Willy„Hey, it's the Slayer, what brings the Slayer down here?“
Willow„Hey guys, what are we doing?“
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Willy„Hey kid, Merry Christmas.“
Willow„It's perfect, in an awkward and uncomfortable sort of way.“
Willow„Well, you know, we're alone. We're both mature younger people. And so... we could... I'm ready to... with you. We can do that thing.“
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Willy„Hey, you did great by the way. I was very intimidated by you.“
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Willy„So, what can I do for you? A couple of drinks?“
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Willy„Doesn't ring a bell.“
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Willy„Well, I heard a few things, from the underground.“
Xander„Angel, weird? What are the odds?“
Xander„Well, I'll be enjoying my annual Christmas Eve campout. See, I take my sleeping bag outside and I go to sleep on the grass. Yeah, I like to look at the stars, feel the whole nature vibe.“
Angel„Be of good cheer... it's Christmas.“
Buffy„Alright, ten more minutes of chanting and you guys have to go to bed.“
Cordelia„It must be a drag to be stuck here in Sweatydale. But I'm thinking of you. Okay, I'm done.“
Faith„That one is for your mom. They're pretty crappy.“
Giles„Hello.“
Oz„You ever have that dream where you're in that play and it's the middle of the play and you really don't know your lines and you kinda don't know the plot?“
Willow„Hey guys, what are we doing?“
Xander„Angel, weird? What are the odds?“