Dawn

Dawn: "You're not fleeing, you're...moving at a brisk pace."
Buffy: "Quaintly referred to in some cultures as 'The Big Scairdy Run-Away'."

"And then whoosh! All of a sudden Glory's standing right there in front of us, all skanky and blonde and thinking she's all bad just 'cuz some bumpy heads kiss her stinky feet...she does have nice feet ....and she's coming right at us and Buffy's just standing there, not even blinking, like "Bring it on!" and wham! Hell-Bitch in orbit."

"Hey, I think Anya's gonna try to cook. Want to come watch the tears and recriminations?"

"Who cares if the key gets an education."

"No one else has a sister who's a Slayer."

Buffy: "You lied to me?"
Dawn: "I didn't lie... exactly..."
Buffy: "Oh, really? What about all those times I asked you how school was and you said, 'Fine'?"
Dawn: "Well, it was! You didn't ask if I was in it when it was fine..."

Tara: "God, I just closed my eyes for a minute."
Dawn: "And now there's cartoons. Plus a mother of all-night wedgies."
Tara: "Uh-oh."
Dawn: "It's not tragic. I'm sure as soon as I stand up..."

"What if they're all in a ditch somewhere? Ditches are bad. Mom always used to talk about the ditches."