Xander: "No worries, I can handle the Oz full monty. I mean, not
handle handle, like hands to flesh handle."
Willow: "Okay, well, it's not for you. It's for me, 'cause I'm
still getting used to half a monty."
Xander: "Oh, good. 'Half'? You and Oz? Which
half?"
Willow: "Wouldn't you like to know."
Faith: "Do you ever catch kids doing the diddy out here?"
Faith: "Bet you and Scott have been up there kicking the gear shift."
Faith: "But you like him, and when you think about him, you get that
good down-low tickle, right?"
Buffy: "Yeah, I guess, but... how low?"
Buffy: "But he is... nice, and he's funny."
Faith: "And quite a muffin."
Buffy: "Blueberry. That crunchy, munchy stuff on top. But
my most favorite thing so far is that he doesn't seem to be any kind of
hellbeast."
Faith: "All men are beasts, Buffy."
Buffy: "Okay, I was hoping to not get that cynical 'till I was at
least forty."
Faith: "It's not cynical. I mean, it's realistic. Every
guy, from Manimal to Mr. I-Love-The-English-Patient
has beast in him. And I don't care how sensitive they act.
They're all still just in for the chase."
Scott: "Hey, Buffy! That's what I stopped you for,
basically. Hey."
Buffy: "Okay. Hey."
Buffy: "We have a marching jazz band?"
Oz: "Yeha, but, you know, since the best jazz is improvisational,
we'd be going off in all directions, banging into floats. Scary."
Willow: "He's just being Oz."
Oz: "Pretty much full-time."
Scott: "Well, we're not up to flowers. Are we? Up to
flowers? Did I miss flowers?"
Buffy: "No. We're pre-posy. Definitely."
Oz: "Senior bio? I kind of aced that final."
Willow: "And how did you do that? Oh, right, you showed up."
Giles: "Um, no need to panic."
Oz: "Just a thought -- poker, not your game."
Willow: "What's the deal, Giles?"
Giles: "Now, bear in mind, most likely, there is no deal, but if, if
there was a deal, then it would concern murder last night."
Giles: "Now, much as I hate to think it, it could be the handiwork
of..."
Oz: "Me."
Willow: "Wolf you, not you you."
Giles: "How long, exactly, did you rest your eyes for?"
Xander: "A little now, a little then, but I never heard Oz leave, and
he was here in the morning when I, um... when I..."
Giles: "Woke up!"
Xander: "You could put it that way if you want to, Mr. Technical."
Buffy: "Buffy Summers, reporting for sanity."
Mr. Platt: "Everybody has demons, right?"
Buffy: "Got to say I'm with you on that."
Mr. Platt: "Lots of people lose themselves in love. It's no
shame. They write songs about. The hitch is, you can't stay
lost. Sooner or later, you have to get back to yourself."
Buffy: "And if you can't?"
Mr. Platt: "If you can't... well, love becomes your master, and
you're just its dog."
Cordelia: "Oz ate someone last night."
Xander: "Oz does not eat people. It's more werewolf play. You know, I bat you around a little bit, like a cat toy. I have harmless wolf fun. Is it Oz's fault that, you know, side effect, people get cut to ribbons, and maybe then he'll take a little nibble and... I'm not helping, am I?"
Giles: "We could ask Faith to watch over him."
Oz: "What, you're having a Slayer watch me? Oh, good, we're not
overreacting."
Oz: "Okay, you know that thing where you bail in the middle of an upsetting conversation? I have to do that. It's kind of dramatic, I know, but... sometimes it's a necessary guy thing."
Xander: "We're doing crime here. You don't sneak up during crime."
Cordelia: "Okay! Scarred for life. Oh God."
Xander: "This guy is pretty barf-worthy. Can't we be elsewhere?"
Willow: "There are a lot of incised wounds, but they could be from
anything."
Cordelia: "Anything with big, sharp teeth, and vicious--."
Xander: "Do you want to go back to the car and wait?!"
Xander: "Okay, little too much excitement for the Willster here."
Faith: "Buffy, are you okay? What are you doing here?"
Buffy: "Uh, bleeding internally, but I'll live."
Buffy: "Knock yourself out. Not literally, though."
Buffy: "Oh boy, Faith and her nutty books."
Giles: "Exploring Demon Dimensions, and History of
Acathla."
Buffy: "Yeah, and she still listens to heavy metal.
Freaky-deaky."
Buffy: "This was vivid. Really vivid. Three-dimensional, sensurround, the hills are alive."
Willow: "Glazed or cake? It's fun to watch them make them.
They use this spritzy thing, and they drop the batter into this--."
Buffy: "Couldn't sleep, huh?"
Willow: "I've been at Mr. Donut since the TV did that snowy
thing. How come you're the wakey-girl? I mean, this time it's
not your boyfriend who's the cold-blooded... jelly donut?"
Scott: "I can't back you on that lunch. Nutritional
demerits."
Buffy: "Oh, my stomach doesn't want hard food today. But there's
fruit in it."
Scott: "Those are marshmallows."
Debbie: "He'll make you start a dream journal."
Pete: "What's that, like a Barbie thing? 'Dear Dream Journal,
how come Ken hasn't come around since he got that earring?'"
Buffy: "He definitely marches to the beat of his own drummer.
Actually, I think he makes his own drums."
Scott: "My mom says that therapy can be completely helpful."
Pete: "Yeah, but your mom has the wattage of a Zippo lighter,
Scott."
Scott: "I hope you realize I don't actually know these people. I
just, I thought you would like me better if I had friends, so I hired
them."
Pete: "Check out Scotty, liking the manic-depressive chick."
Giles: "This creature is especially brutal. I believe the phrase coined by the coroner when describing Mr. Platt was 'pureed'."
Willow: "Yes! Sorry, I got... I've just been... It's horrible, horrible."
Giles: "Clearly, we're looking for a depraved, sadistic animal."
Oz: "Present. Hey, I may be a cold-blooded jelly donut, but my
timing is impeccable."
Giles: "We have two victims: Jeff Orkin and now Platt.
Maybe there's something they had in common."
Faith: "Missing internal organs."
Giles: "Besides that."
Oz: "They used to horse around."
Faith: "They were screwing?"
Oz: "I don't think so, but he hid her music comp book once."
Giles: "Faith, you and I team. Willow, stick with Buffy."
Oz: "And I'll... go lock myself in the cage."
Buffy: "It's tricky, covering a fresh shiner like that. You know
what works?"
Debbie: "What?"
Buffy: "Don't get hit."
Debbie: "I didn't ask for your help."
Willow: "Well, when are you going to? I mean, if Pete kills you,
it'll pretty much be too late."
Oz: "This is kind of a bad time."
Pete: "Well, I guess you didn't think about that when you put the
moves on Debbie."
Oz: "We talked, yeah, but it was move-free."
Oz: "I'm serious. Something's gonna' happen that you probably
won't believe."
<Pete changes into Super Mas Macho Pete>
Oz: "Or you might."
Debbie: "He does love me. He does love me. He does love
me."
Willow: "I think we broke her."
Oz: "Time's up. Rules change."
Buffy: "Sorry!"
Giles: "Oh, right. Bloody priceless."
Willow: "It's all over school what happened to Debbie and Pete...
except for the Pete-was-a-monster part."
Oz: "Yeah, a freshman told me that Pete had eight iced cafe mochas
and just lost it."
Buffy: "That's better than the estrogen theory. I heard he took
all of his mother's birth control pills."
Cordelia: "He didn't? Pete was a monster? Where have I
been?"
Xander: "In your special place, Cor, which is why I adore you."
Cordelia: "Great. Now I'm gonna' be stuck with serious thoughts all day."
