My diary? You read my diary? That is *not* okay! A diary is like a person's most private place! I... You don't even know what I was writing about! 'Hunk' can mean a lot of things, bad things. And, and when it says that your eyes are 'penetrating', I meant to write 'bulging'." -Buffy To Angel

"I don't care! I don't care. Giles, I'm sixteen years old. I don't wanna die."-Prophecy Girl  (Buffy)

"I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you."- Prophecy Girl  (Buffy to vampire)

"I'm talking about watching my lover die. I don't have a clue what you're talking about and I don't care."-Graduation part 1  (Buffy)

Buffy:"You're gonna live. You have to live."
Angel : "What way?"
Buffy: "Drink" Angel frowns at her. Buffy takes off her jacket, a determined expression on her face. "Drink me.
Anagel: "No."
Buffy: "It's the only way."
Aangel: "No. - Get away."
Buffy: "It'll save you."
Angel: "It'll kill you."
Buffy: "Maybe not. -. Not if you don't take it all."
Angel: "You can't ask me to do that."
Buffy: "I won't let you die. I can't." He still won't look at her. "Angel the blood of a Slayer is the only cure."
Angel finally glances at Buffy: "Faith"
Buffy : "I tired. - I killed her."
Angel: "Then it's over."
Buffy: "It is never over! I won't let you die. Drink!"
Angel:"Please""-Graduation part 2

It wouldn't be you, Spike. It would never be you. You're beneath me."- Fool for Love  (Buffy)

"BUFFY VOICEOVER: Dawn, listen to me. Listen.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: I love you. I will *always* love you.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: But this is the work that I have to do.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: Tell Giles ... tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: And give my love to my friends.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: You have to take care of them now.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: You have to take care of each other.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: You have to be strong.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: Dawn, the hardest thing in this world ... is to live in it.
BUFFY: Be brave. Live.
BUFFY VOICEOVER: For me."- The Gift

I knew that everyone I cared about was all right. I knew it. Time ... didn't mean anything ... nothing had form ... but I was still me, you know? And I was warm ... and I was loved ... and I was finished. Complete. I don't understand about theology or dimensions, or ... any of it, really ... but I think I was in heaven."-After Life  (Buffy)

"My people -- before I was changed -- they exchanged this as a sign of devotion. It's a claddagh ring. The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty... and the heart... Well, you know... Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody. Like this."- Surprise (Angel to Buffy)

I watched you, and I saw you called. It was a bright afternoon out in front of your school. You walked down the steps... and... and I loved you. 'Cause I could see your heart. You held it before you for everyone to see. And I worried that it would be bruised or torn. And more than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe... to warm it with my own. "-Helpless  (Angel to buffy)

You deserve more. You deserve something outside of demons and darkness. You should be with someone who can take you into the light. Someone who can make love to you."- The Prom  (Angel)

"Because I'm so in love with you I can't think straight."-The Yoko Factor Riley

Spike
"Out... for... a... walk... bitch."-No Place like

" So, what now? You go back to treating me like dirt till the next time you get an itch you can't scratch? Well, forget it. Last night changed things. I'm done being your whipping boy."-Wrecked

"Now, I admit it. You've had me by the short hairs. I love you. You know it. But I got my rocks back. You felt something last night."-Wrecked (Spike To Buffy)

Well, that's bloody funny coming from you! No more games? That's all you've ever done is play me. You keep playing with rules you make up as you like. You know what I am. You've always known. You come to me all the same. "- As You Were  (Spike)

"I hope you don't think this antidote's gonna rid you of that nasty martyrdom. See, I figured it out, luv. You can't help yourself. You're not drawn to the dark like I thought. You're addicted to the misery. It's why you won't tell your pals about us. Might actually have to be happy if you did. They'd either understand and help you, god forbid ... or drive you out ... where you can finally be at peace, in the dark. With me. Either way, you'd be better off for it, but you're too twisted for that. Let yourself live, already. And stop with the bloody hero trip for a sec. We'd all be the better for it. "-Normal Again  (Spike)

Angel: Buffy? What's going on?
Angel: Where are we? I-I don't remember.
Buffy: Angel?
Angel: You're hurt.
Angel: Oh, Buffy... God.
Angel: I... I feel like I haven't seen you in months.
Angel: Oh, my God, everything's so muddled. I...
Angel: Oh...
Angel: Oh, Buffy...
Angel: What's happening?
Buffy: Shh. Don't worry about it.
Buffy: I love you.
Angel: I love you.
Buffy: Close your eyes.
Angel: Buffy..."-Becoming Part 2"-

Xander: "I wanna' do it now. I gotta' do it now."
Willow: "Well, Buffy's not here. You can practice on me some more."

Master: "Yes, yes! Shake, earth! This is a sign. We are in the final days. My time
is come! Glory, glory! What do you think? 5.1?"

Buffy: "How you doing there, Giles? Get much sleep last night?"
Giles: "I've been working."
Buffy: "Me, too. I went hunting last night, and it is awfully sweet of you to ask."

Buffy: "Giles, care. I'm putting my life on the line battling the undead. Look, I
broke a nail, okay? I'm wearing a press-on. The least you could is exhibit some
casual interest. You could go, 'hmm?'"
Giles: "Hmm?"

Xander: "Buffy, I want you to go to the dance with me. You and me. On a date."
Buffy: "I don't know what to say."
Xander: "Well, you're not laughing. That's a good start."

Cordelia: "Willow, I really like your outfit."
Willow: "No, you don't."
Cordelia: "No, I really don't, but I need a favor."

Xander: "You were looking at my neck."
Angel: "What?"
Xander: "You were checking out my neck, I saw that."
Angel: "No, I wasn't."
Xander: "Just keep your distance, pal."
Angel: "I wasn't looking at your neck."
Xander: "I told you to eat before we left."

Master: "Come forth, my child. Come into my world."
Buffy: "I don't think it's yours just yet."
Master: "You're dead!"
Buffy: "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you."
Master: "You were destined to die. It was written!"
Buffy: "What can I say? I flunked the written."

Angel: "By the way, I really like your dress."
Buffy: "Yeah, yeah, a big hit with everyone

Buffy: "So, is this a social call? It is kinda' late...or, well, it is for me, anyway.
What is it for you, lunch hour?"
Angel: "It's not a social call."
Buffy: "Ah, so let me guess. That means grave danger. Gosh, it's good to be
home."
Angel: "I'm sorry, I wish I had better news."
Buffy: "So, some of your cousins are in town for a family barbecue, and we're
all on the menu."

Willow: "Angel stopped by? Wow! Was there...well, I mean...was it having to do
with kissing?"
Buffy: "Willow, grow up. Not everything is about kissing."
Xander: "Yeah. Some stuff's about groping. It wasn't about groping?"
Buffy: "Okay, hormones on parade here, it was pure shop talk. Remember
vampires, pointy teeth, they walk by night. Am I ringing a bell?"

Buffy: "Look, Angel, I'm sorry if I was supposed to spend the summer mooning
over you, but I didn't. I moved on...to the living."

Buffy: "Come on, Stephan. Rise and shine. Some of us have a ton of trig
homework waiting."

Angel: "Is this a bad time?"
Buffy: "Are you crazy? You don't just sneak up on people in a graveyard. You
make noise when you walk. You stomp or yodel."

Angel: "'Danced with' is a pretty loose term. 'Mated with' might be a little
closer."
Buffy: "Don't you think you're being a little unfair? It was one little dance, which
I only did to make you crazy. By the way, behold my success."

Angel: "See? Whenever we fight, you always bring up the vampire thing."
Buffy: "Well, I didn't come here to fight!"
Stephan Vampire: "Rargh!!!"
Buffy: "Ooh! Oh right, I did!"

Spike: "I fed off a flower person, and I spent the next six hours watching my
hand move."

Spike: "So, who do you kill for fun around here?"

Spike: "Do you know what I found worked real good with Slayers? Killing
them."

Buffy: "I thought you were taking Willow."
Xander: "Well, yeah, I'm gonna' take Willow, but I'm not gonna' take Willow in
the sense of 'take me'. See, with you, we're three, and everybody's safe.
Without you, we're two."
Buffy: "Ahh, and we enter Dateville: romance, flowers."
Xander: "Lips."
Buffy: "Oh, come on. In all the years you've known Willow, you've never
thought about her lips?"
Xander: "Buffy, I love Willow, and she's my best friend, which makes her not
the kind of girl who I think about her lips that much. She's the kind of girl that
I'm best friends with."

Buffy: "I remember how I felt when I heard the prophecy that I was gonna' die. I
wasn't exactly obsessed with doing the right thing."
Xander: "Yeah, but you did. You gave up your life."
Buffy: "I had you to bring me back."

Xander: "Angel, Angel, Angel. Does every conversation we have have to come
around to that freak? Hey, man, how ya' doin'?"

Angel: "Buffy."
Buffy: "Angel."
Xander: "Xander."

"I've had it. Spike is going down. You can attack me, you can send assassins after me, that's fine. But nobody messes with my boyfriend." -- Buffy

"Well, you know, I have a choice. I can spend my life waiting for Xander to go out with every other girl in the world until he notices me. Or I can just get on with my life."
"Good for you."
"Well, I didn't choose yet." -- Willow and Buffy

"How is Angel? Pretend I care."
"Getting better."
"And you're loving playing nursemaid?"
"Oh, yeah!"
"So, is it better than playing naughty stewardess?" -- Xander, Buffy and Willow

"It is kind of novel how he'll stay young and handsome forever, although you'll still get wrinkly and die... and oh, what about the children? I'll be quiet now." -- Willow

"When Buffy was a vampire, you weren't still, like, attracted to her, were you?"
"Willow, how can you...? I mean, that's really *bent*. She was... grotesque."
"Still dug her, huh?"
"I'm sick. I need help."
"Don't I know it." -- Willow and Xander

"I suppose some girls might find him good-looking. If they have eyes. Okay, he's a honey!" -- Buffy

Buffy: "It was terrible. I moped over you for months, sitting in my room,
listening to that Divinyls song "I Touch Myself"...of course, I had no idea what it
was about."

Xander: "Okay, once more with tension."
Angel: "He just moved here?"
Xander: "Yeah, and boy does he move fast."
Willow: "Well, Angel, we could still play...See, you made him do that thing
where's he's gone

Angel: "Unless you invite me, I can't come in."
Willow: "Oh, well, okay, I...invite you...to...come in."

Angel: "I guess I need help."
Willow: "Help? You mean, like on homework? No, 'cause...you're old, and you
already know stuff."
Angel: "I want you track someone down...on the 'net."
Willow: "Oh, great! I'm so the 'net girl."

Willow: "Uh, Angel, if I say something you really don't want to hear, do you
promise not to bite me?"

Angel: "Things used to be pretty simple. Hundred years, just hanging out,
feeling guilty, really honed my brooding skills. Then she comes along. Yeah, I
get jealous."

Willow: "Okay, but if there isn't anything weird--hey, that's weird."

Buffy: "I am trying to save you. You are playing in some serious traffic here, do
you understand that? You're going to die, and the only hope you have of
surviving this is to get out of this pit right now and my God could you have a
dorkier outfit?"

Jenny: "I didn't know I was gonna' fall in love with you. Oh God, is it too late to
take that back?"
Giles: "Do you want to?"

Spike: "It's paradise. Big windows, lovely gardens. It'll be perfect when we want
the sunlight to kill us."
Angel: "You don't like it Spike, hit the stairs and go. Take a stand, man!"

Angel: "I'm the one who was freakin' violated. You didn't have this thing in
you."
Drusilla: "What was it? A demon?"
Angel: "Love."
Drusilla: "Poor Angel."

Willow: "Do you really expect Angel to turn up tonight?"
Buffy: "No, I don't expect him to. But that's usually when he does."

Buffy: "What happened to Angel wasn't his fault."
Xander: "Yeah, but what happened to Ms. Calendar is. You can paint this any
way you want, but the way I see it is that you wanna' forget all about Ms.
Calendar's murder so you can get your boyfriend back."

Buffy: "What do you want?"
Spike: "I told you. I want to stop Angel. I want to save the world."
Buffy: "Okay, you do remember that you're a vampire, right?"
Spike: "We like to talk big... vampires do. "I'm going to destroy the world."
That's just tough-guy talk. Strutting around with your friends over a pint of
blood. The truth is, I _like_ this world. You've got...dog racing, Manchester
United. And you've got people. Billions of people walking around like Happy
Meals with legs. It's all right here. But then someone comes along with a vision.
With a real... passion for destruction. Angel could pull it off. Good-bye, Picadilly.
Farewell, Leicester-bloody-Square."

Spike: "What, your Mom doesn't know?"
Joyce: "Know what?"
Buffy: "That I'm, uh...in a band. A rock band...with Spike here."
Spike: "Right. She plays the-the triangle--"
Buffy: "--Drums."
Spike: "Drums, yeah. She's hell on the old skins, you know."

Joyce: "Have we met?"
Spike: "You hit me with an ax one time. Remember? Uh, 'Get the hell away from
my daughter!'"
Joyce: "Oh. So, do you, uh, live here in town?"

Willow: "Maybe we shouldn't be too couply around Buffy."
Cordelia: "Oh, you mean 'cause of how the only guy that ever liked her turned
into a vicious killer and had to be put down like a dog?"
Xander: "Can she cram complex issues into a nutshell or what?"

Oz: "All right, prepare to uncouple. Uncouple."

Willow: "He wanted to ask you out last year, but you weren't ready then. But I
think you're ready now, or at least in the state of pre-readiness to make
conversation. Or to do that thing with your mouth that boys like."
Buffy: "..."
Willow: "Oh, I didn't mean the bad thing with your mouth. I meant that little
half-smile thing that you--. You're supposed to stop me when I do that."
Oz: "I like when you do that."

Faith: "Isn't it crazy how slayin' just always makes you hungry and horny?"
Buffy: "Well... sometimes I crave a nonfat yogurt afterwards."

Giles: "It's a great honor to be invited... or so I'm told."
Faith: "Oh, it's boring. Way too stuffy for a guy like you."
Buffy: "Um, maybe I should introduce you again. Faith, this is Giles."
Faith: "I've seen him. If I'd have known they came that young and cute, I
would've requested a transfer."
Buffy: "Raise your hand if 'ew'."

Buffy: "Snyder, go home."
Snyder: "I can do that."

Joyce: "Can we go home now?"
Buffy: "Yeah, we can go home. I've got the SATs tomorrow."
Joyce: "Oh, blow them off. I'll write you a note."

Willow: "Oh, stop."
Xander: "Right. Stop means no, and no means no, so, um, stop."
(kissing)

Buffy: "What am I doing? What are you doing?"
Angel: "I don't know."
Buffy: "Shame on you!"

Buffy: "It's not what you think."
Xander: "Hope not. Because I think you're harboring a vicious killer."

Buffy: "I just wanted to wait..."
Xander: "For what? For Angel to go psycho again the next time you give him a happy?"

Xander: "Well, as long as she and Angel don't get pelvic, we'll be okay, I guess."
Buffy: "Are we cool?"
Xander: "Yeah. Just seeing the two of you kissing after everything that happened, I leaned toward the postal. But I trust you."
Cordelia: "I don't, just for the record."

Willow: "This is... just so thoughtful."
Oz: "Well, I think about you."
Willow: "Oh, I don't have anything to give you."
Oz: "Yeah, you do."

Spike: "I gave her everything - beautiful jewels, beautiful dresses, with beautiful girls in them, but nothing made her happy. And she would flirt! I caught her on a park bench, making out with a chaos demon! Have you ever seen a chaos demon? They're all slime and antlers. They're disgusting. She only did it to hurt me. So I said, 'I'm not putting up with this any more.' And she said, 'Fine!' And I said, 'Yeah, I've got an unlife, you know!' And then she said... she said we could still be friends. God, I'm so unhappy!"
Willow: "There, there."

Spike: "Oh, god."
Buffy: "What's wrong? Not that I really care."
Spike: "Oh, my head. I think I'm sobering up. It's horrible. Oh, god. I wish I were dead."
Buffy: "Well, if you close your eyes and wish real hard..."

Buffy: "We're not friends. We never were. And I can fool Giles, and I can fool my friends, but I can't fool myself. Or Spike, for some reason. What I want from you I can never have."

Angel: "There's got to be some way we can still see each other."
Buffy: "There is. Tell me you don't love me."

Buffy: "Angel. So, are you shopping? You're probably not shopping."

Buffy: "Vampires probably not that big on Christmas, now that I think about it."
Angel: "Not as a rule."

Buffy: "It was so weird."
Xander: "Angel? Weird? What are the odds?"

Angel: "I'm sorry."
Jenny: "You're sorry? For me? Don't bother, I'm dead. I'm over it."

Jenny: "If you wanna' feel sorry for someone, you should feel sorry for yourself. Oh, but I guess you've already got that covered."

Buffy: "I'm not seeing him anymore. I'm trying to put all this behind me, and I'm not gonna' be able to as long as we're both doing guest spots in each other's dreams."

Angel: "I want to take comfort in you, and I know it will cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn't care."

Buffy: "What is this?"
Willow: "A doodle. I do doodle. You too. You do doodle, too."

Willow: "Mom, I'm not acting out, I'm a witch. I can make pencils float.
And I can summon the four elements. Okay, two, but four soon.
And I'm dating a musician!"
Shelia Rosenberg: "Oh, Willow!"
Willow: "I worship Beelzebub. I do his biddings. Do you see any goats
around? No, because I sacrificed them."

Buffy: "Actually, I do have a thing."
Angel: "A thing? A date?"
Buffy: "Nice attempt at casual. Actually, I do have a date. Older man. Very handsome. Likes it when I call him Daddy."
Angel: "Your father. It is your father, right?"

Angel: "It was a bright afternoon out in front of your school. You walked down the steps. And I loved you."
Buffy: "Why?"
Angel: "'Cause I could see your heart. You held it before you for everyone to see. And I worried that it would be bruised or torn. And more than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe, to warm it with my own."
Buffy: "That's beautiful. Or taken literally, incredibly gross."
Angel: "I was just thinking that, too."

Buffy: "What is this?"
Xander: "What do you mean, what is this? It's my thing."
Willow: "Your thing?"
Xander: "My thing."
Buffy: "Is this a penis metaphor?"

Xander: "Angel! Buddy! Friend-buddy. You want to sit and talk?"

Buffy: "Just look at you, Faith. Less than 24 hours ago you killed a man. And now it's all zip-a-dee-doo-dah?"

Faith: "I could do anything to you now, and you'd want me to. I could make you scream. I could make you die."

Faith: "Finally decided to tie me up, huh? I always knew you weren't really a one-Slayer guy."
Angel: "Sorry about the chains. It's not that I don't trust you, it's... Actually, it is that I don't trust you."

Angel: "Buffy, I... something's happened that... Willow's dead. Hey, Willow. Wait a second."
Xander: "We're right there with you, buddy."

Buffy:  "Well..."
Angel:  "Well."
Buffy:  "That was... very... artistic."

Buffy:  "Well, from the title, I thought it was about food."
Angel:  "Well, there was food..."
Buffy:  "Right.  Th-the scene with the... food."

Buffy:  "So, feel like getting some hot chocolate... or some cold shower?"

Faith:  "Check out the lust bunnies."

Angel:  "I'll see you soon."
Faith:  "Don't worry, big guy.  Just keeping her warm for ya'."

Buffy:  "Faith would never do that."
Willow:  "Faith would totally do that.  Faith was built to do that.  She's the 'do that' girl."
Buffy:  "Comfort, remember?  Comfort here?"

Xander:  "'I love when you talk, Wesley.  I love when you sing, Wesley.'  Can you say the words 'jail bait,' Wesley?  Limey bastard."

Angel:  "You know, I never properly thanked you for sending me to Hell."
Buffy:  "No..."
Angel:  "Yeah, and I'm just wondering, where do I start?  Card?  Fruit basket, huh?  Evisceration?"

Angel:  "Yeah, I know what you're thinking.  Maybe there's still some good deep down inside of me that remembers and loves you, if only you could reach me.  Then again, we have reality."

Angel:  "I know how hard it was for you."
Buffy:  "I really doubt that."

Angel:  "You still my girl?"
Buffy:  "Always."

Angel: "A lot of things that seem strong, and good, and powerful -- they can be painful."
Buffy: "Like, say, immortality?"
Angel: "Exactly. I'm dying to get rid of that."
Buffy: "Funny."
Angel: "I'm a funny guy."

Buffy: "You had sex with Giles? You had sex with GILES?"
Joyce: "It was the candy. We were teenagers."
Buffy: "On the hood of a police-car?"
Joyce: "I'll be downstairs. You feel better."
Buffy: "Twice?!?"

Buffy: "He doesn't even know what a lasting relationship is."
Angel: "No."
Buffy: "Probably the only lasting relationship he's ever had is with... evil."
Angel: "Yeah."
Buffy: "Big, stupid, evil guy."

Angel: "Where you going?"
Buffy: "To go kill a cat on my head."
Angel: "No mirrors."
Buffy: "You know, this place really isn't girl-friendly. No mirrors, no natural light."
Angel: "I think you look perfect."
Buffy: "Oh, yeah, I really look... okay."

Buffy: "Maybe we should think about getting a few mirrors. And maybe a drawer, you know, for some of my stuff. Because that's what couples do -- they have drawers."

Angel: "The prom?"
Buffy: "End of high school rite-of-passage thingy. Think cotillion with spiked punch and electric slides."

Anya: "Men are evil. Will you go with me?"
Xander: "One of us is very confused, and I honestly don't know which."

Anya: "Now I have all these "feelings". I don't understand it. I don't like it. All I know is I really want to go to this dance, and I want someone to go with me."
Xander: "Be still my heart. Oh, wait, it is."

Anya: "Look I know you find me attractive. I've seen you looking at my breasts."
Xander: "Nothing personal, but when a guy does that, it just means his eyes are open."

But whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you, or helped by you at one time or another. We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history. And we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class offers its thanks, and gives you, uh, this. It's from all of us, and it has written here: Buffy Summers - Class Protector."

Willow: "I feel different, you know? But I guess that makes sense. Do you feel different? Oh, no, you've already... Probably no big change for you. It was nice. Was it nice? Should this be a quiet moment?"
Oz: "I know exactly what you mean."
Willow: "Which part?"
Oz: "Everything feels different."

Xander: "I just don't want to lose you."
Buffy: "I won't get hurt."
Xander: "That's not what I mean."

Angel: "I can't leave you. I was wrong. I need you."
Willow: "Oh! You mean you need Buffy!"
Angel: "Willow?"
Willow: "Yes! Right! Willow!"

Riley: "It's nice to meet you both."
Buffy: "I'm nice to meet."

Joyce: "But I didn't move anything. It's still your room."
Buffy: "You filled it with packing crates."
Joyce: "Yeah, but I didn't move anything."
Buffy: "If it's still my room, shouldn't I be able to fit in it?"

Willow: "Buffy wouldn't just take off. That's just not in her nature. Except for that one time she disappeared for several months and changed her name, but there were circumstances then."

Anya: "So, where's our relationship?"
Xander: "Our what? Our who?"

Harmony: "You love that tunnel more than me."
Spike: "I love syphilis more than you."

Willow: "He's a poophead."
Buffy: "You're right. He's manipulative and shallow... and why doesn't he want me? Am I so repulsive? If there was something repulsive about me, you'd tell me, right?"
Willow: "I'm your friend. I would call you repulsive in a second."

Riley: "I can't remember the last time I saw your hand up."
Buffy: "Does stretching count?"

Buffy: "Want beer. Like beer. Beer good."
Xander: "Beer bad. Bad, bad beer. What the hell am I saying? Buffy, go home... and go to bed."
Buffy: "Say 'bye."
Xander: "Bye."
Buffy: "Bye."

Willow: "What does it mean when a girl wants to... you know."
Xander: "If you're doing it, I think you should be able to say it."
Willow: "Make love."
Xander: "Wild monkey love, or tender Sarah McLachlan love?"
Willow: "Any kind. But what if the girl wants to and the guy doesn't? That's a bad sign, right?"
Xander: "Could be. Or the girl caught the guy in one of the 7 annual minutes he's legitimately too preoccupied to do it."
Willow: "Well, say the girl's been noticing..."
Xander: "Will, I've deciphered your ingenious code."

Willow: "Oz, don't you love me?"
Oz: "My whole life, I've never loved anything else."

Forrest: "Check her out. Is she hot, or is she HOT?"
Riley: "She's Buffy."
Forrest: "Buffy? I like that. The girl's so hot, she's Buffy."
Riley: "It's her name, Forrest."

Riley: "Well, I guess I like her."
Forrest: "You're kind of like a moron."
Riley: "So, you... you knew that I had feelings for her?"
Graham: "Everybody knows, man."
Forrest: "Oh, she's peculiar? Dead giveaway, buddy."
Riley: "I'm always the last to know."

Riley: "See, I don't know that much about Buffy. But I'm interested in what she likes. And so far, well, the only thing that I know she likes is you."

Willow: "Okay, say that I help. And you start a conversation. It goes great. You like Buffy, she likes you. You spend time together, feelings grow deeper, and one day, without even realizing it, you find you're in love. Time stops, and it feels like the whole world is made for you two, and you two alone. Until the day one of you leaves, and rips the still-beating heart from the other, who's now a broken, hollow, mockery of the human condition."
Riley: "Yep, that's the plan."
Willow: "I figured it was."

Anya: "Look at him."
Willow: "Very... diggy."
Anya: "Soon he'll be sweating. I'm imagining having sex with him again."
Buffy: "Imaginary Xander is quite the machine."

Giles: "I'm glad that you're watching out for her, but I feel that I should remind you that she's not helpless and it's not your job to keep her safe."
Angel: "It's not yours anymore, either. You going to walk away?"

Angel: "Willow, I'm here to protect Buffy. I don't have a whole lot of time for personal stuff."
Willow: "Right. Well, how can I help?"
Angel: "Well, if you can tell me... who's that guy?"

Spike: "I'm saying that Spike had a little trip to the vet, and now he doesn't chase the other puppies any more."

Anya: "So this is Angel. He's large and glowery, isn't he?"
Xander: "He's evil again."
Angel: "I'm not evil again. Why does everyone think that?"
Willow: "Angel's here to protect Buffy."
Angel: "I haven't been evil for a long time."

Riley: "Hey, Buffy."
Buffy: "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Riley: "What?"
(Buffy looks at "Lesbian Alliance" sign) Riley: "Oh. Yes, I am a lesbian."
Buffy: "Well, it's good that you're so open about it."

Buffy: "Oh, look at my poor neck... all bare and tender and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away."
Giles: "Oh, please."
Spike: "Giles, make her stop!"
Giles: "If those two don't kill each other, I might lend a hand."

Buffy: "One more word out of you, and I swear... Spike: "Swear what? You're not gonna do anything to me. You don't have the stones."
Buffy: "Oh, I got the stones. I got a whole bunch of... stones."
Spike: "Yeah? You're all talk."
Buffy: "Giles! I accidentally killed Spike! That's okay, right?"

Anya: "This isn't a relationship. You don't need me. All you care about is lots of orgasms."
Xander: "Okay, remember how we talked about private conversations? How they're less private when they're in front of my friends?"
Spike: "Oh, we're not your friends. Go on."
Giles: "Please don't."

Spike: "Like I'd bite you, anyway."
Xander: "Oh, you would."
Spike: "Not bloody likely."
Xander: "I happen to be very biteable, pal. I'm moist and delicious."
Spike: "All right, yeah, fine. You're a nummy treat."
Xander: "And don't you forget it."

Spike: "'Xander, don't you care about me?'"
Xander: "Shut up."
Spike: "'We never talk.'"
Xander: "Shut up."
Spike: "'Xan-der...'"
Xander: "SHUT UP!"

Buffy: "I can't."
Riley: "Can't talk?"
Buffy: "Can't any of it. I can't be with you. It's a huge black pit of a mistake, and I can't go there again."
Riley: "Again? You dated me before?"

Buffy: "You don't know what my life is like."
Riley: "And I'm dying to find out."
Buffy: "Dying being the operative word here."

Riley: "I'm confused... But I can feel my skin humming. My hands, my... my every inch of me. I've never been this excited about anybody before. I'm not trying to scare you, and I'm not gonna force myself on you. But I am, by god, not gonna walk away because I think it might not work. I don't know what's happened in your past..."
Buffy: "Pain. Death. Apocalypse. None of it fun."

Spike: "What's this? Sitting around watching the telly while there's evil still afoot? It's not very industrious of you. I say, we go out there, and kick a little demon ass. What, can't go without your Buffy? Is that it? Too chicken? Let's find her. She is the Chosen One, after all. Come on! Vampires! Grrr! Nasty. Let's annihilate them. For justice, and for the safety of puppies, and Christmas, right? Let's fight that evil. Let's kill something. Oh, come on!"

Riley: "Don't get me wrong, the girls I grew up with could hold their own, but, well, I'm not even sure I could take you."
Buffy: "That all depends on your meaning."

Buffy: "It's too late, anyway. I'm already at the 'I hurt when he hurts, I smile when he smiles' stage."
Anya: "I hate that part."

Faith: "Payback's a bitch."
Willow: "Look who's talking."

Willow: "She's like this cleavagey slutbomb walking around going, 'Ooh, check me out. I'm wicked cool. I'm five-by-five.'"
Tara: "Five-by-five? Five what by five what?"
Willow: "See, that's the thing. No one knows."

Tara: "I am, you know."
Willow: "What?"
Tara: "Yours."

Anya: "I did not."
Xander: "Last night, with me, you said 'Jonathan.'"
Anya: "It was a moan."
Xander: "Fine, you moaned 'Jonathan.'"
Anya: "Nuh-uh. It was like, 'A-a-a-ahhh.'"
Xander: "Maybe it was 'A-a-a-ahhnathon.' Still not fluffing up the old ego."

Anya: "Xander?"
Xander: "Yeah?"
Anya: "Let's go have sex now."
Xander: "Yeah. Okay."

Buffy: "Okay, you get Fang, I'll get Horny. I mean..."

Willow: "It must have been horrible."
Buffy: "Yeah. Horrible."
Riley: "Uh-huh. It was bad."

Tara: "So, I'm excited about the Scooby meeting. I think. What's it about?"
Willow: "I'm not sure. Probably just your garden-variety disaster."

Willow: "Well, I believe a manly-sized breakfast is in order, don't you?"
Oz: "Or we could just... sleep a little while. Whatever you want."
Willow: "I'll have the less confusing waffles right now."

Buffy: "Okay, I'm all with the whoo-hoo, here, and you're not."
Willow: "No, there's "whoo," and "hoo." But there's "uh-oh" and "why now?" And it's complicated."
Buffy: "Why complicated?"
Willow: "It's complicated... because of Tara."
Buffy: "You mean Tara has a crush on Oz? No, you... Oh! Oh."

Willow: "I feel like some part of me will always be waiting for you. Like if I'm old and blue-haired, and I turn the corner in Istanbul, and there you are, I won't be surprised... because you're with me, you know?"
Oz: "I know. But now is not that time, I guess."

Willow: "What are you gonna do?"
Oz: "I think I better take off."
Willow: "When?"
Oz: "Pretty much now."

Angel: "Can I come in?"
Buffy: "I guess."
Angel: "I need a little more than that."

Buffy: "Let me guess: you thought of something else really hurtful to say and, well, you couldn't tell me on the phone because the funniest part is that look on my face."

Buffy: "He won't hurt anybody. Tell him!"
Angel: "Might hurt you."
Riley: "Oh, please try."
Angel: "Huh, some threat. You can barely stand."
Riley: "My trigger finger feels okay."
Angel: "You actually sleep with this guy?"

Buffy: "I would really like to know - what the hell are you trying to do?"
Angel: "I was trying to make things better. It's, uh, going pretty good, don't you think?"
Buffy: "Swell."

Angel: "He wasn't real forthcoming with the benefit of the doubt."

Angel: "Oh, and... Riley?"
Buffy: "Yeah?"
Angel: "I don't like him."
Buffy: "Thank you."

Buffy: "Maybe if you just lie down with me..."
Riley: "Nothing you're about to say will lead to rest."

Dawn: "No one has an older sister who's a Slayer. People wouldn't be so crazy about her if they had to live in the same house with her every single day. Everybody cares what she thinks, just 'cause she can do backflips and stuff. Like that's such a crucial job skill in the real world!"

Dawn: "I could so save the world if somebody handed me super-powers. But I'd think of a cool name and wear a mask to protect my loved ones. Which Buffy doesn't even."

Dawn: "Killing things with wood? Ooh, scary vampires--they die from a splinter."

Spike: "Look at you, all puffed up and mighty, thinking you're the new big bad. It's, uh... well, let's face it, it's adorable."

Riley: "Hey, I'm well aware of how lucky I am. Like, lottery lucky. Buffy's like nobody else in the world. When I'm with her, it's like... it's like I'm split in two. Half of me is just on fire, going crazy if I'm not touching her. The other half is so still and peaceful, just perfectly content... just knows: this is the one. But she doesn't love me."

Spike: "Oh, Pacey! You blind idiot. Can't you see she doesn't love you?"

Riley: "So, what do I do?"
Buffy: "Lots. Tons. Lots and lots of tons."

Dawn: "What are you doing?"
Buffy: "My boyfriend. Go away."

Spike: "Come on, I can feel it, Slayer. You know you want to dance."
Buffy: "Say it's true. Say I do want to... it wouldn't be you, Spike. It would never be you. You're beneath me."

Riley: "Were you... were you just smelling her sweater?"
Spike: "No! Well, yeah, all right, I did. It's a predator thing, nothing wrong with it. Know your enemy's scent, whet the appetite for a hunt. (sniffs deeply at sweater) Ahh, that's the stuff, Slayer musk. It's bitter and aggravating." (growls)

Dawn: "She sure cries a lot less with you that she did with Angel."
Riley: "Angel made her cry a lot, huh?"
Dawn: "Everything with Angel was all 'eyeee!', you know?"
Riley: "All...?"
Dawn: "You know, 'my boyfriend's a vampire' crazy crazy. Every day was like the end of the world. She doesn't get all worked up like that over you."

Joyce: "No matter what she is, she still feels like my daughter. I have to know that you'll take care of her, that you'll keep her safe, that you'll love her like I love you."
Buffy: "I promise."

Spike: "Look at you. All afraid I'm hot for your honey."
Riley: "Because you are."
Spike: "Well... yeah."

Spike: "Sometimes I envy you so much it chokes me. And sometimes I think I got the better deal. To be that close to her and not have her. To be all alone, even when you're holding her. Feeling her, feeling her beneath you, surrounding you... the scent. No. You got the better deal."
Riley: "I'm the lucky guy. Yeah, I'm the guy."

Xander: "I gotta say something 'cause I don't think I've made it clear. I'm in love with you. Powerfully, painfully in love. The things you do... the way you think... the way you move... I get excited every time I'm about to see you. You make me feel like I've never felt before in my life -- like a man. I just thought you might wanna know."

Spike: "Uh, there's something I gotta tell you. About showing you Riley in that place. I didn't mean to... Anyway, I know you're feeling all betrayed -- by him, not me. I was trying to help, you know. Not like I made him be there, after all. Actually trying to help you, best intentions. You know, pretty state you'd be in, thinking things are all right, while he's toddling halfway around the bend. Oh, I'll insult him if I want to! I'm the one who's on your side. Me, doing you a favor. And you being dead petty about it! Me getting nothing but your hatred and your venom and-- you ungrateful bitch! Bitch!! Buffy, there's something I wanted to tell you..."

Willow: "Hello, gay now."

Watcher: "I need to know a little bit more about the Slayer, and about the both of you -- your relationship, whatever you can tell me."
Tara: "Our relationship?"
Willow: "We're friends."
Tara: "Good friends."
Willow: "Girlfriends, actually."
Tara: "Yes, we're girlfriends."
Willow: "We're in love. We're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers."
Watcher: "I meant your relationship with the Slayer."
Tara: "Um... just good friends."

Spike: "Don't make a lot of noise. Passions is coming on."
Joyce: "Passions? Oh, do you think Timmy's really dead?"
Spike: "Oh, no, no. she can just sew him back together. He's a doll, for god's sake."

Dawn: "Come on. I'm badder than you."
Spike: "Are not!"

Dawn: "What am I? Am I real? Am I anything?"

Spike: "They're just trying to keep you safe, I expect."
Dawn: "I feel safe with you."
Spike: [chokes] "Take that back!"

Buffy: "She thinks that... she said that... Spike's in love with me."
Xander: (laughs)
Buffy: "I'm not joking."
Xander: "Oh, I hope not. It's funnier if it's true."

Giles: "We are not your friends. We are not your way to Buffy. There is no way to Buffy."

Xander: "Oh, like you care about her."
Spike: "Care? Joyce was the only one of the lot of you I could stand!"
Xander: "And she was the only one with a daughter you wanted to shag. I'm touched."
Spike: "I liked the lady! You understand, Monkey Boy? She was decent. Didn't put on airs. Always had a nice cuppa for me. And she never treated me like a freak."
Xander: "Her mistake."

Dawn: "I know why you're doing this."
Spike: "Do you now? Enlighten me."
Dawn: "Spike, I'm not stupid. You're, like, stalking my sister. You'd do anything to get in good with her."
Spike: "Buffy never hears about this, O.K.? Found out what I was doing, she'd drive a redwood through my chest!"

Buffybot: "Spike, I can't help myself! I love you!"
Spike: "You're mine, Buffy."
Buffybot: "Should I start this program over again?"

Anya: "We're just kind of thrown by the you having sex with Spike."
Buffy: "The who whatting how with huh?"
Anya: "O.k., that's denial. That usually comes before anger."
Buffy: "I'm not having sex with Spike!"
Anya: (nods) "Anger."

Spike: "'Cuz Buffy -- the other, not-so-pleasant Buffy -- anything happened to Dawn, it'd destroy her. Couldn't live, her being that much pain. I'd let Glory kill me first. Nearly bloody did."

Buffy: "What you did for me and Dawn, that was real. I won't forget it."

Dawn: "Don't call me 'Dawnie.'"
Glory: "Wow. You know, that actually hurt my feelings."
Dawn: "Sorry."
Glory: "Not the point."

First Slayer: "Death is your gift."
Buffy: "Death is my gift?"
Willow: "Wait. Death is her what?"

uffy: "This was when I quit, Will."
Willow: "You did?"
Buffy: "Just for a second."

Buffy: "I wanted it over. This is all--all of it--it's too much for me. I just wanted it over. If Glory wins, then Dawn dies. I would grieve and people would feel sorry for me. But it would all be over. And I imagined what a relief that would be."

Buffy: "I killed my sister."
Willow: "I think Spike was right, back at the gas station. Snap out of it!"

Buffy: "I don't want to hear it."
Giles: "I understand that..."
Buffy: "No, no you don't understand. We are not talking about this."
Giles: "Yes, we bloody well are!"

Buffy: "Tell me to kill my sister."

Giles: "If the ritual starts then every living creature in this and every other dimension imaginable will suffer unbearable torment and death... including Dawn."
Buffy: "Then the last thing she'll see is me protecting her."
Giles: "You'll fail. You'll die. We all will."
Buffy: "I'm sorry. I love you all, but... I'm sorry."

Giles: "I imagine you hate me right now. ... I love Dawn."
Buffy: "I know."
Giles: "But I've sworn to protect this sorry world, and sometimes that means saying and doing what other people can't... they shouldn't have to."
Buffy: "You try and hurt her, and you know I'll stop you."
Giles: "I know."

Buffy: "The spirit guide told me that death is my gift. I guess that means a Slayer really is just a killer after all."
Giles: "I think you're wrong about that."
Buffy: "Doesn't matter. If Dawn dies, I'm done with it. I'm quitting."

Buffy: "I'm counting on you to protect her."
Spike: "'Til the end of the world... even if that happens to be tonight."

Spike: "I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's.... Get your stuff, I'll be here."

Buffy: "Dawn, listen to me. Listen: I love you. I will always love you. This is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles I... tell Giles I figured it out, and I'm o.k. Give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live... for me."

Willow: What are you doing? Help him!
Spike: I did.
(vamp goes up in flames)
Giles: You might have let me in on your plan while he throttled me.
Spike: Oh, poor Watcher. Did your life pass before your eyes? Cup of tea, cup of tea, almost got shagged, cup of tea?

Buffy: How long was I gone?
Spike: 147 days yesterday. Uh, 148 today. Except today doesn't count, does it?

Spike: I do remember what I said. The promise. To protect her. If I'd have done that, even if I didn't make it, you wouldn't have had to jump. But I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course, but after that. Every night after that. I'd see it all again, and do something different. Faster, or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways. Every night, I save you

Spike: Well, I haven't been to a hell-dimension just of late, but I know a thing or two about torment.
Buffy: I was happy. Wherever I was, I was happy. At peace. I knew that everyone I cared about was all right. I knew it. Time didn't mean anything. Nothing had form, but I was still me, you know? And I was warm, and I was loved. And I was finished. Complete. I don't understand theology and dimensions... or any of it, really. But I think I was in heaven. And now I'm not. I was torn out of there, pulled out by my friends. Everything here is hard, and bright, and violent. Everything I feel, everything I touch... this is hell. Just getting through the next moment and the one after that. Knowing what I've lost... They can never know. Never.

Willow: Buffy, I know you're still getting back on your feet after...
Buffy: Lying flat on my back?

Giles: You were *lucky*!
Willow: I wasn't lucky, I was *amazing*! And how would you know? You weren't even there!
Giles: If I were I would have bloody well stopped you! The magics you channeled are more ferocious and primal than anything you could hope to understand, and you are lucky to be alive! You rank, arrogant amateur!
Willow: You're right. The magics I used are very powerful. *I'm* very powerful. And maybe it's not such a good idea for you to piss me off.

Buffy: I just want to tell you that, um, this... makes me feel safe. Knowing you're always gonna be here.

Spike: Feel like a bit of the rough and tumble?
Buffy: What?
Spike: Me, you... patrolling? Hello!

Spike: It's not like I don't already have plans. "Great Pumpkin's" on in 20.
Buffy: So much easier to talk to when he wanted to kill me

Spike: You've just come to pump me for information.
Buffy: What else would I want to pump you for? I really just said that, didn't I?

Spike: So... you're not staying, then?

Spike: We kissed, you and me. All "Gone With the Wind," with the rising music and the rising... music, and what was that, Buffy?
Buffy: A spell?
Spike: Oh, don't get all prim and proper on me. I know what kind of girl you really are. Don't I?

Buffy: You're a vampire.
Spike: I, me, a vampire? No.
Buffy: Check the lumpies and the teeth.
Spike: (feels fangs)
Buffy: I kill your kind.
Spike: And I bite yours. So how come I don't want to bite you? And why am I fighting other vampires? I must be a noble vampire. A good guy, on a mission of redemption. I help the helpless. I'm a vampire with a soul.
Buffy: A vampire with a soul? Oh my god, how lame is that?

Willow: How you doin', Dawn?
Dawn: I'm okay. It's scary, but weirdly, kinda familiar.
Willow: I know what you mean.
Dawn: How are you?
Willow: A little confused. I mean, I'm all sweaty, and trapped, no memory, hiding in a pipe from a vampire... and I think I'm kinda gay.

Giles: I'm so sorry, dear.
Anya: No, Rupy, I'm sorry. You were right. That was the wrong book.

Amy: The whole school? By a giant snake thing? Okay, still adjusting. Hi, Buffy.
Buffy: Hi. How've you been?
Amy: Rat. You?
Buffy: Dead.
Amy: Oh.

Spike: (in low and seductive voice) Slayer.
Buffy: Spike?
Spike: Meet me at the cemetery. Twenty minutes. Come alone.
Buffy: Spike?
Spike: Bloody hell. (normal voice) Yes, it's me.
Buffy: You're calling me on the phone?

Spike: Thought you might be up for a little grunt work.
Buffy: What? No. No grunting!
Spike: I was talking shop, luv, but if you've got other ideas... You, me, cozy little tomb with a view...

Spike: Don't you get it? Don't you see? You came back wrong.

Buffy: And don't call me "luv."
Spike: You didn't seem to take issue with that last night. Or with any of the other little nasties we whispered.
Buffy: Can we not talk?

Buffy: Last night was the end of this freak show.
Spike: Don't say that!
Buffy: What did you think was gonna happen? What, we were gonna read the newspaper together? Play footsie under the rubble?