Xander: "I just want to look respectable in this, considering I'm probably gonna die in it."
Cordelia: "Excuse me?"
Xander: "I'm telling you. I woke up the other day with this feeling in my gut. I just know there's no way I'm getting out of this school alive."
Cordelia: "Wow, you've really mastered the power of positive giving-up."
Xander: "I've been lucky too many times. My number's coming up. And I was short! One more rotation and I'm shipping state-side, you know what I mean?"
Cordelia: "Seldom if ever."
Willow: "Oh, I'm gonna miss her."
Buffy: "Don't you hate her?"
Willow: "Yes, with a fiery vengeance. She picked on me for ten years, the vacuous tramp."
Willow: "You don't feel it?"
Buffy: "No, I don't. I guess I'll miss stuff, but I just don't get the whole graduation thing. I mean you get a piece of paper and nothing changes. I don't even think I'm gonna go."
Xander: "Guess who our commencement speaker is?"
Willow: "One of the tigers?"
Xander: "Come out of the fantasy, Will."
Wilkins: "Not you? Let me tell you something. Nobody knows what you are. Not even you, little Miss Seen-it-all."
Xander: "Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?"
Anya: "I'm trying, okay? You don't need to take my head off."
Wesley: "Ah. By attempting to keep a valuable clue from us, the Mayor may have inadvertently led us right to it."
Buffy: "What page are you on, Wes, cause we already got there."
Wesley: "Yes, well. You will go tonight. Look over his apartment. Anything of note, report back here."
Buffy: "I just love it when you take charge, you man, you."
Wesley: "Uh, we... was that a yes? I have trouble keeping track."
Giles: "Faith has you at a disadvantage, Buffy."
Buffy: "Cause I'm not crazy or cause I don't kill people?"
Giles: "Both, actually."
Anya: "You've never seen a demon."
Buffy: "Uh, excuse me? Kind of professionally, four years running."
Anya: "All the demons that walk the earth are tainted, are human hybrids like vampires. The Ascension means that a human becomes pure demon. They're different."
Anya: "Well, for one thing, they're bigger."
Wilkins: "'The beast will walk upon the earth and darkness will follow. The several races of man will be as one in their terror and destruction'. Aw, that's kind of sweet. Different races coming together."
Buffy: "You never get even a little tired of hearing yourself speak, do you?"
Wilkins: "That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her."
Wilkins: "Well, see you at graduation. You don't want to miss my commencement address. It's going to be one heck of a speech."
Cordelia: "What's her saga?"
Xander: "She's freaking."
Cordelia: "About what?"
Xander: "The Mayor is going to kill us all during graduation."
Cordelia: "Oh. Are you going to go to fifth period?"
Xander: "I'm thinking I might skip it."
Cordelia: "Me too."
Buffy: "Mom, graduation is a pointless ceremony where you sit around and listen to a bunch of boring speeches until someone hands you a piece of paper that says you graduated which you already know and maroon does nothing for my complection, so don't argue, okay?"
Joyce: "What, is some terrible demon going to attack the school... Oh, I see. Oh, you know, Buffy, looking back on everything that's happened, maybe I should have sent you to a different school."
Oz: "Nothing useful?"
Willow: "No, it's great. If we want to make ferns invisible, or communicate with shrimp, I've got the goods right here."
Oz: "Our lives are different than other peoples."
Angel: "Are you mad at me for being around too much or for not being around too much?"
Buffy: "Duh. Yes."
Willow: "I feel different, you know. I-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."
Faith: "You gotta give me something to do. There's no way I'm sleeping. Don't you need anyone dead? Or maimed? I can settle for maimed."
Wilkins: "You little firecracker."
Anya: "When I think that something could happen to you, if feels bad inside, like I might vomit."
Xander: "Welcome to the world of romance."
Anya: "It's horrible. No wonder I used to get so much work."
Xander: "Well, I'm sorry I give you barfy feelings."
Anya: "Fine! You know what? I hope you die... Aren't we gonna kiss?"
Wesley: "The Council's orders are to concentrate on..."
Buffy: "Orders? I don't think I'm gonna be taking any more orders. Not from you, not from them."
Wesley: "You can't turn you back on the Council."
Buffy: "They're in England. I don't think they can tell which way my back in facing."
Wesley: "Giles, talk to her."
Giles: "I've nothing to say right now."
Buffy: "Wesley, go back to your Council and tell them, until the next Slayer comes along, they can close up shop. I'm not working for them anymore."
Wesley: "Don't you see what's happening? Faith poisoned Angel to distract you, to keep you out of the Mayor's way, and it's working. You need a strategy."
Buffy: "I have a strategy. You're not in it."
Wesley: "This is mutiny."
Buffy: "I like to think of it as graduation."
Xander: "Come on guys, the suspense is killing Angel."
Oz: "The only way to cure this thing is to drain the blood of a Slayer."
Xander: "I just don't want to lose you."
Buffy: "I won't get hurt."
Xander: "That's not what I mean."
Faith: "Well, look at you. All dressed up in big sister's clothes."
Buffy: "You told me I was just like you. That I was holding it in."
Faith: "Ready to cut loose?"
Buffy: "Try me."
Faith: "Okay then. Give us a kiss."
Xander: "Boy, it's a good thing no one ever wanted to check any of these books out, hunh?"
Giles: "Yes, very convenient."
Xander: "Comeon Olvikan. Hey... We're going to need a bigger boat."
Wilkins: "Mmm. My god, what a feeling. The power of these creatures. It suffuses my being. I can feel the changes begin. My organs are shifting, changing, making ready for the Ascension. Plus these babies are high in fiber. And what's the fun in becoming an immortal demon if you're not regular, am I right?"
Faith: "You did it. You killed me. Still won't help your boy, though. Should been there, B, quite a ride."