Buffy: "Well, there's something you don't see every day. Unless, of course, you're me."
Snyder: "Okay, what's in the bag?"
Guy: "My lunch."
Snyder: "Is that the new drug lingo?"
Guy: "No, it's my lunch."
Willow: "Sounds like your mom's in a state of denial."
Buffy: "More like a continent."
Xander: "Everything in life is foreign territory. Kerouac. He's my teacher. The open road is my school."
Buffy: "Making the open dumpster your cafeteria?"
Xander: "Go ahead, mock me."
Oz: "I think she just did."
Xander: "We Bohemian anti-establishment types have always been persecuted."
Oz: "Well, sure. You're all so weird."
Cordelia: "Oxford? Whoopee! Four years in tea-bag central. Sounds thrilling. And M.I.T is a Clearasil ad with housing. And Yale is a dumping ground for those who didn't get into Harvard."
Willow: "I got into Harvard."
Cordelia: "I'm sorry Buffy. This conversation is reserved for people who actually have a future."
Oz: "An angry young woman."
Xander: "I can't help it. It's my nature."
Willow: "Maybe you need a better nature."
Wesley: "But, you're a Slayer."
Buffy: "Yeah, I'm also a person. You can't just define me by my Slayer-ness. That's... something-ism."
Buffy: "I gotta have a plan? Really? I can't just be proactive with pep?"
Buffy: "Wes, hop on the train or get off the tracks."
Buffy: "Looks like a job for Wiccan girl. What do you say, Will? Big time danger."
Willow: "Hey, I eat danger for breakfast."
Xander: "But oddly enough, she panics in the face of breakfast foods."
Oz: "Okay, toad me."
Willow: "Oh yeah, I'm bad."
Buffy: "Four stars, Will. Now get going."
Willow: "I'm gone."
Buffy: "I'd like very much to come up now, please. Angel!"
Angel: "I know!"
Wesley: "This box must be destroyed."
Xander: "I need a volunteer to hit Wesley."
Wesley: "Giles, you know I'm right about this."
Buffy: "Wes, you want to duck and cover at this point?"
Guard: "What are you doing?"
Willow: "Looking for a sucking candy, cause my mouth gets dry when I'm nervous, or held prisioner against my will... And suddenly I'm thinking sucking isn't a good word to use around vampires. Hey! Did you get permission to eat the hostage? I don't think so. You're going to be in some trouble when the Mayor... Ow!"
Willow: "Faith, wait. I want to talk to you."
Faith: "Oh yeah? Give me the speech again, please. Faith, we're still your friends. We can help you. It's not too late."
Willow: "It's way to late. You know, it didn't have to be this way. But you made your choice. I know you had a tough life. I know that some people think you had a lot of bad breaks. Well, boo hoo! Poor you. You know, you had a lot more in your life than some people. I mean, you had friends in your life like Buffy. Now you have no one. You were a Slayer and now you're nothing. You're just a big selfish, worthless waste."
* Faith punches Willow *
Faith: "You hurt me, I hurt you. I'm just a little more efficient."
Willow: "Aw, here I just thought you didn't have a come-back."
Oz: "The whole place is locked down, except for the front."
Xander: "Yeah, it gives me that comforting trapped feeling."
Wilkins: "Well, this is exciting, isn't it? Clandestine meetings by dark of night. Exchange of prisoners. I just, I, I feel like we should all be wearing trench coats."
Buffy: "Let her go."
Wilkins: "No. Not untilt he box is in my hands. So you're the little girl that's been causing me all this trouble. She's pretty, Angel. A little skinny. Still don't understand why it couldn't work out with you and my Faith. Guess you kind of just have strange taste in women."
Angel: "Well, what can I say? I like them sane."
Wilkins: "Yeah, and that's just one of the things you're going to have to deal with. You're immortal, she's not. It's not. I married my Edna May in aught three and I was with her right until the end. Not a pretty picture. Wrinkled and senile and cursing me for my youth. Wasn't our happiest time. And let's not forget the fact that any moment of true happiness will turn you evil. I mean, come on. What kind of a life can you offer her? I don't see a lot of Sunday picnics in the offing. I see sulking in the shadows, hiding from the sun. She's a blossoming young girl andyou want to keep her from the life she should have until it has passed her by. My God! I think that's a little selfish. Is that what you came back from Hell for? Is that your greater purpose?"
Snyder: "I suppose you're going to tell me I won't find drugs in this box."
Wilkins: "Wouldn't leave that open."
Buffy: "Snyder, you alive in there?"
Snyder: "You. All of you. Why couldn't you be dealing drugs like normal people?"
Buffy: "This is your night for suave, Will. You should get captured more often."
Willow: "No, thank you."
Willow: "Deep thoughts?"
Buffy: "Deep and meaningful."
Willow: "Actually, this isn't about you. Although I'm fond, don't get me wrong, of you. The other night, you know, being captured and all, facing off with Faith. Things just, kind of, got clear. I mean, you've been fighting evil here for three years, and I've helped some, and now we're supposed to decide what we want to do with our lives. And I just realized that that's what I want to do. Fight evil, help people. I mean, I-I think it's worth doing. And I don't think you do it because you have to. It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
Buffy: "I kind of love you."
Willow: "And, besides, I have a shot at being a bad ass Wiccan, and what better place to learn?"
Buffy: "I feel the need for more sugar than the human body can handle."
Buffy: "Yes, please. It's weird. You look at something and you think you know exactly what you're seeing, and then you find out it's something else entirely."
Willow: "Neat, huh?"
Buffy: "Sometimes it is."
Buffy: "I don't know what the Mayor was talking about. How could he know anything about us?"
Angel: "Well, he's evil."
Buffy: "Big time. He doesn't even know what a lasting relationship is."
Buffy: "Probably the only lasting relationship he's ever had is with evil."
Buffy: "Big, stupid, evil guy. We'll be okay."
Angel: "We will."