Faith, Hope and Trick
Willow: "I'm giddy."
Oz: "Oh, I like you giddy. Always have."
Willow: "It's the freedom! As Seniors, we can go off-campus now for lunch. It's no longer cutting. It's legal! Heck, it's expected! Wow, it's, uh, also a big step forward, a Senior moment, one that has to be savored. You can't just rush into this, you know?"
* Xander and Oz each grab an arm and start to pull Willow across the street. *
Willow: "Ohh! No, I can't!"
Xander: "You can."
Oz: "See, you are."
Willow: "Oh, but, no! What if they changed the rule without telling? What if they're lying in wait to arrest me a-and, and throw me in detention and mar my unblemished record?"
Xander: "Breathe. Breathe."
Willow: "Maybe we shouldn't be too couple-y 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?"
Cordelia: "When did you become Martha Stewart?"
Buffy: "First of all, Martha Stewart knows jack about hand-cut prosciutto."
Xander: "I don't believe she slays, either."
Oz: "Oh, I hear she can, but she doesn't like to."
Xander: "Oh, you wanna date. I saw that half-smile, you little slut... Ow."
Buffy: "All right, yes, date and shop and hang out and go to school and save the world from unspeakable demons. You know, I wanna do girlie stuff!"
Angel: "GO TO HELL! I did."
Buffy: "So let me get this straight. I'm really back in school because the school board overruled you. Wow. That's like having your whole ability to do this job called into question, when you think about it."
Joyce: "I think what my daughter's trying to say is... Nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah, nyah."
Willow: "Have you ever noticed, though, when he is mad, but he's too English to say anything, he makes that weird cluck-cluck sound with his tongue?"
Buffy: "Hi, Giles!"
Willow: "Oh, hi! Been there long?"
Buffy: "Oh, no, I have to go take an English makeup exam. They give you credit just for speaking it, right?... Oh..."
Willow: "Are you mad at me?"
Giles: "No, of course not, no. If I were, I would be making a strange clucking sound with my tongue."
Cordelia: "Check out Slut-O-Rama and her Disco Dave."
Willow: "That's not what making out sounds like, unless I'm doing it wrong."
Faith: "I'm Faith."
Oz: "I'm gonna go out on a limb and say there's a new Slayer in town."
Xander: "Wow. They should film that story and show it every Christmas."
Faith: "God, I could eat a horse. Isn't it crazy how slayin just always makes you hungry and horny?"
Buffy: "Well... Sometimes I-I crave a nonfat yogurt afterwards."
Cordelia: "I get it... Not the horny thing. Yuck!"
Xander: "So was this, um, ahem, also naked?"
Faith: "Well, the alligator was."
Cordelia: "Xander? Find a new theme."
Oz: "Uh, now, you both kill vamps, and who could blame you, but, I'm, I'm wondering about your position on werewolves."
Willow: "Oz is a werewolf."
Buffy: "It's a long story."
Oz: "I got bit."
Buffy: "Apparently not that long."
Faith: "Hey, as long as you don't go scratchin at me or humpin my leg, we're five by five, you know?"
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 see him. If I'd've known they came that young and cute, I would've requested a transfer."
Buffy: "Raise your hand if ew."
Willow: "There's a big evil brewin. You'll never be bored here, Faith. Cause this is Sunnydale, home of the big brewin evil."
Xander: "And they say young people don't learn anything in high school nowadays, but, um, I've learned to be afraid."
Cordelia: "What is it with you and Slayers? Maybe I should dress up as one and put a stake to your throat."
Xander: "Please, God, don't let that be sarcasm."
Cordelia: "Does anyone believe that is her actual hair color?"
Willow: "You really do need to find the fun, B... Uffy."
Faith: "Well, when I'm fighting, it's like the whole world goes away and I only know one thing: that I'm gonna win and they're gonna lose. I like that feelin."
Buffy: "Well, sure. Beats that dead feeling you get when they win and you lose."
Faith: "I don't let that kind of negative thinking in."
Joyce: "Does anybody else think Faith is creepy?"
Buffy: "No, but I'm the one getting single-white-femaled here."
Joyce: "It's probably good you were an only child."
Buffy: "Mom, the only way you get a new Slayer is when the old Slayer dies."
Joyce: "Then that means you... When did you die? You never told me you died!"
Buffy: "No, i-it was just for a few minutes."
Giles: "What you must realize, Buffy, is that you and Faith have very different temperaments."
Buffy: "Yeah, and mine's the sane one. The girl's not playing with a full deck, Giles. She has almost no deck. She has a three."
Buffy: "And, uh... Oh, the one that nearly bit me mentioned something about kissing toast. He lived for kissing toast."
Giles: "You mean Kakistos?"
Buffy: "Maybe it was taquitos. Maybe he lived for taquitos. What?"
Giles: "Kakistos."
Buffy: "Is that bad?"
Buffy: "Giles, there are two things that I don't beleive in: coincidence and leprechauns."
Giles: "Well, Buffy, it's entirely possible that they both arrived here by chance simultaneously."
Buffy: "Okay, but I was right about the leprechauns, right?"
Giles: "As far as I know, yes."
Buffy: "Scream later! Escape now!"
Buffy: "Faith, first rule of slaying: don't die. You did the right thing. Okay? You didn't die."
Buffy: "You hungry?"
Faith: "Starved."
Buffy: "Angel was cured."
Giles: "I'm sorry?"
Buffy: When I killed him, Angel was cured. Your spell worked at the last minute, Will. I was about to take him out, and, um... something went through him... and he was Angel again. He-he didn't remember anything that he'd done. He just held me. Um, but i-it was... it was too late, and I, I had to. So I, I told him that I loved him... and I kissed him... and I killed him. I don't know if that helps with your spell or not, Giles."
Giles: "Uh, yes, I, I beleive it will."
Willow: "I'm sorry."
Buffy: "It's okay. I've been holding on to that for so long. Felt good to get it out. I'll see you guys later."
Willow: "Giles, I know you don't like me playing with mystical forces, but I can really help with this binding spell."
Giles: "There is no spell."