Xander:"Can I have you?" Buffy:"?" Xander:"Uh...can I help you?"
Buffy:"I didn't think there'd be vampires on campus, and I don't care!" Giles:"Then why are you here?" Buffy:"To...tell you...that...I don't care...which...I don't...and...have now told
you...so...bye!"
Giles:"A Slayer slayes, a Watcher..." Buffy:"Watches?" Giles:"Yes...no!"
Buffy: "Who are you?" Angel:"Let's just say I'm a friend." Buffy:"Well, maybe I don't want a friend!" Angel:"I didn't say I was yours."
Willow:"I don't actually date a whole lot...lately." Buffy:"Why not?" Willow:"Well, when I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool or
witty or at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away."
Willow:"Does anybody mind if I pass out?"
Buffy:"You're my friend! You're my Xander-shaped friend!"
Xander:"What kind of a girly name is 'Angel' anyway?
Giles"Frankly, madam, I haven't the faintest idea what time it is, nor do I care. Now unlock his cell, unstrap him, and bring him to the telephone immediately.This is a matter of life and death!"
Willow:"According to Miss French's personnel records, she was born in 1907. She's like, ninety years old." Giles:"And extremely well-preserved."
Buffy:"Bat sonar. Makes your whole nervous system go to hell. You can go
there with it."
Giles:"If your identity as a Slayer is revealed, it could put you and all those around you in grave danger." Buffy:"Well, in that case, I won't wear my button that says, "I'm a Slayer, ask me how."
Cordelia:"Hello, salty goodness!"
Owen:"So, where do you know Buffy from?" Angel:"Work."
Giles:"I had very definite plans about my future. I was going to be a fighter
pilot. Or possibly a grocer."
Xander:"This is about not being in class." Buffy:"You're right. Suddenly, the animals look shiny and new."
Xander:"You took a bath." Buffy:"Yeah, I often do. I'm actually known for it."
Xander:"You know, I don't know what everyone's talking about. That outfit doesn't make you look like a hooker."
Xander:"That Cordelia's a regular breath of vile air."
Xander:"What are you vixens up to?" Willow:"Just sitting here, watching our barren lives pass us by. Oh look, a cockroach." Xander:"Let's stop this crazy whirligig of fun. I'm dizzy."
Xander:"I'm not saying anything. I have nothing to say." Giles:"Does Angel have a tattoo behind his right shoulder?" Buffy:"Yeah, it's a bird or somehing." Xander:"Now I'm saying something. You saw him naked?"
Giles:"Well, I've examined it. You can, uh, uh, skin it." Miss Calendar:"Scan it. Rupert, that's 'scan' it."
Buffy:"We are totally overreacting!" Xander:"But it's fun, isn't it?"
Buffy:"Tell me the truth. How's my hair?" Xander:"It's great. It's your best hair ever."
Xander:"Hey, I got to hit someone!"
Giles:"Well, I don't dangle a corkscrew from my ear." Miss Calendar:"That's not where I dangle it." Giles:(surprised and wierded out look)
Sid:"Lets just say there was me, there was a really mean demon, there was a curse, and the next thing I know, I'm not me any more. I'm sitting on some guy's knee, with his hand up my shirt.
