Xander: Y'know, Buffy, Spring Fling just isn't any dance. It's a time for students' to choose, um... a mate and then we can... observe their... mating rituals and tag them before they migrate. Just kill me!
Master: Yes! Yes! Shake, Earth! This is a sign! We are in the final days! My time has come! Glory! GLORY!... Whadaya think? 5.1?
Buffy: Wow. The damage looks fairly structural. Are we safe in here?
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 do is exhibit some casual interest. You could go, hmmm.
Buffy: I can't put if off any longer. I have to meet my terrible fate.
Buffy: Wow. That was boring.
Xander: I don't feel that boring covers it.
Buffy: No, boring falls short.
Willow: Even I was bored. And I'm a science nerd.
Buffy: Don't say that.
Willow: I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in, right?
Willow: A thing?... The thing! That I have! Which is... a thing that I have to go to.
Buffy: What on earth is her deal?
Willow: Uh, she's Willow.
Xander: Buffy, I like you. A lot. And I know we're friends, and we've had experiences... We've fought some blood sucking fiends together, and that's all been a good time. But... I want more. I wanna dance with you.
Xander: Willow's not looking to date you. Or if she is, she's playing it pretty colse to the chest.
Buffy: I don't want to spoil the friendship that we have.
Xander: Well, I don't want to spoil it either. But that's not the point, is it? You either feel a thing or you don't.
Buffy: I don't. Xander, I'm, I'm sorry. I-I just don't think of you that way.
Xander: Well try. I'll wait.
Xander: I guess a guy's gotta be undead to make time with you.
Buffy: That's really harsh.
Jenny: You know, that outfit looks just like the one you wore yesterday. Only wrinklier.
Cordelia: You're so sweet! Why are you so sweet?
Kevin: I dunno! Cause I'm usually mean as a snake.
Xander: On a scale of one to ten? It sucked.
Xander: That's okay. I don't wanna go. I'm just gonna go home, lie down, and listen to country music. The music of pain.
Giles: Listen. Some prophecies are, are a bit dodgy. They're, they're mutable. Buffy herself has, has thwarted them time and time again, but this is the Codex. There is nothing in it that does not come to pass.
Angel: Then you're reading it wrong.
Giles: I wish to God I were! But it's very plain! Tomorrow night Buffy will face the Master, and she will die.
Buffy: So that's it, huh? I remember the drill. One Slayer dies, next one's called! Wonder who she is. Will you train her? Or will they send someone else?
Giles: Buffy, I...
Buffy: They say how he's gonna kill me? Do you think it'll hurt?... Don't touch me! Were you even gonna tell me?
Giles: I was hoping that I wouldn't have to. That there was... some way around it. I...
Buffy: I've got a way around it. I quit!
Angel: It's not that simple.
Buffy: I'm making it that simple! I quit! I resign, I-I'm fired, you can find someone else to stop the Master from taking over!
Giles: I'm not sure that anyone else can. All the... the signs indicate...
Buffy: The signs?... Read me the signs!... Tell me my fortune! You're so useful sitting here with all your books! You're really a lotta help!
Giles: No, I don't suppose I am.
Angel: I know this is hard.
Buffy: What do you know about this? You're never gonna die!
Angel: You think I want anything to happen to you? Do you think I could stand it? We just gotta figure out a way...
Buffy: I already did. I quit, remember? Pay attention!
Giles: Buffy, if the Master rises...
Buffy: I don't care!... I don't care. Giles, I'm sixteen years old. I don't wanna die.
Buffy: No, I-I can't go to the dance.
Joyce: Says who? Is it written somewhere? You should do what you want.
Joyce: Oh, but it was a beautiful night!
Buffy: And you had your whole life ahead of you.
Buffy: Must be nice.
Willow: I've seen so much. I thought I could take anything. But, Buffy, this... this was different.
Buffy: It'll be alright.
Willow: I'm trying to think of how to say it... to explain it so you understand.
Buffy: It doesn't matter as long as you're okay.
Willow: I'm not okay. I knew those guys. I go to that room everyday. And when I walked in there, it... it wasn't our world anymore. They made it theirs. And they had fun.
Willow: Buffy?... I like your dress.
Jenny: The part that gets me, though, is where Buffy is the Vampire Slayer. She's so little.
Giles: 'The wolf shall live with the lamb, the leopard shall lie down with the kid, the calf, the lion and the fatling together, and the little child to lead them.'
Jenny: That's kinda warm and fuzzy for a message of doom.
Giles: I don't care what the books say. I defy prophecy.
Buffy: When he wakes up tell him... I don't know. Think of something cool, tell him I said it.
Xander: I'm sorry, calm may work for Locutus of the Borg here, but I'm freaked out, and I intend to stay that way.
Xander: How can I say this clearly?... I don't like you. At the end of the day, I pretty much think you're a vampire. But Buffy's got this big old yen for you. She thinks you're a real person. And right now I need you to prove her right.
Angel: You're in love with her.
Xander: Aren't you?
Buffy: Thanks for having me... Y'know, you really ought to talk to your contractor. Looks like you got some water damage.
Master: Oh, good. The feeble banter portion of the fight.
Master: You still don't understand your part in all this, do you? You are not the hunter. You are the lamb.
Buffy: You know, for someone who's all powerful, you sure do like to hide.
Master: I'm waiting for you. I want this moment to last.
Buffy: Well, I don't.
Master: I understand.
Master: You tried. It was noble of you. You heard the prophecy that I was about to break free and you came to stop me. But prophecies are tricky creatures. They don't tell you everything... You're the one that sets me free!... If you hadn't come, I couldn't go.... Think about that!... Oh, God! The power!... And by the way... I like your dress.
Xander: C'mon! Breathe! Breathe!... C'mon!... Buffy!... Buffy.
Xander: Welcome back.
Buffy: The Master?
Angel: He's gone up.
Xander: No. You're still weak.
Buffy: No. No, I feel strong. I feel different... Let's go!
Buffy: Oh, look, a bad guy.
Cordelia: See how you like it!
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.
Buffy: You have fruit punch mouth.
Buffy: Save the hypnosis crap for the tourists.
Master: You laugh when my Hell is on Earth?
Buffy: You're that amped about Hell... Go there!
Buffy: Oh, sorry. Its just... been a really weird day.
Xander: Yeah! Buffy died, and everything.
Willow: Wow! Harsh.
Giles: I should have known that wouldn't stop you.
Buffy: I'm really, really hungry.
Buffy: Sure! We save the world. I say we party!... I mean, I got all pretty.
Jenny: What about him?
Buffy: He's not going anywhere. Loser.
Angel: By the way, I really like your dress.
Buffy: Yeah, yeah. Big hit with everyone.