Fear, Itself
Xander: "I don't know, I was going for ferocious, scary, but it's coming out more dryly sardonic."
Willow: "It does appear to be mocking you with its eye holes."
Oz: "The nose hole seems sad and full of self-loathing."
Xander: "What do you think, Buff?"
Buffy: "I was just thinking about the life of a pumpkin. Grow up in the sun - happily entwined with others, then someone comes along, cuts you open and - rips your guts out."
Xander: "Okay, and on that happy note, I've got a treat for tomorrow nights second annual Halloween screening. People - prepare to have your spines tingled, your gooses bumped by the terrifying... Fantasia. Fantasia?"
Oz: "Maybe it's because of all the - horrific things we've seen, but hippos wearing tutus just don't unnerve me the way they used to."
Xander: "You guys got your little college thing. I'm fine. I mean, I got better things to do than tag along to some fraternity."
Willow: "You can come."
Xander: "Okay. But only because I lied about having better things to do."
Xander: "Sad Buffy."
Willow: "She didn't even touch her pumpkin. It's a freak with no face."
Willow: "Then again, what is college for if not experimenting? You know, maybe I can handle it. I'll know when I've reached my limit."
Oz: "Wine coolers?"
Buffy: "Magic."
Oz: "Ooh, you didn't encourage her, did you?"
Willow: "Where is supportive boyfriend guy?"
Oz: "He's picking up your dry cleaning, but he told me to tell you that he's afraid you're gonna get hurt."
Willow: "Okay, Brutus. Brutus - Ceasar? Betrayal - trusted friend? Back stabby?"
Oz: "Oh, I'm with you on the reference, but - I won't lie about the fact that I worry. I know what it's like to have power you can't control. I mean, every time I start to wolf out, I touch something - deep - dark. It's not fun. But just know that what ever you decide, I back your play."
Buffy: "See? Concerned boy, sweet boy."
Buffy: "I just don't want to deal with this right now. I'm taking a holiday from dealing, happily vacationing in the land of not coping."
Giles: "It's a sombrero."
Buffy: "And it's on your head."
Giles: "It seemed festive."
Giles: "Look, look! It's alive! See - how he shakes? Is - is there something you wanted?"
Anya: "You haven't called. Not once."
Xander: "You said you were over me."
Anya: "And you just accepted that? I only said that because I thought that's what you wanted to hear."
Xander: "That's the funny thing about me, I tend to hear the actual words people say and accept them at face value."
Anya: "That's stupid."
Xander: "Anniversary?"
Anya: "It's been exactly one week since we copulated. Did you forget?"
Xander: "Oh, you'll need a costume."
Anya: "A costume?"
Xander: "Dress up, you know, something - scary."
Anya: "Scary. Scary how?"
Xander: "Anya, you ex-demon, terrorized mankind for centuries. I'm sure you'll come up with something."
Riley: "Look, things get pretty intense Freshman year, - as I dimly recall. Too much fun or not enough?"
Buffy: "Both actually."
Riley: "Halloween isn't a night for responsiblity. It's when the ghosts and goblins come out."
Buffy: "That's actually a misnomer."
Oz: "Oh, Xander is a civilian."
Guy: "Ah! Townie, huh? Didn't know. He looked so normal. You sure we should let him come to the party, Oz?"
Xander: "You're sensing a disturbancd in the force, master?"
Oz: "Ah, the left speaker is crackling a little bit."
Xander: "And you feel like stabbing it is the proper solution?"
Oz: "I'm just going to trim the wire. It might be a short. Ah!"
Xander: "Oz?"
Oz: "Cut myself. It's okay."
Xander: "Playing with knives, fun, yes, but not safe. And when you bleed to death I've got dibs on you equipment."
Buffy: "I'm starting to feel like there is a pattern here - open your heart to someone, and he bails on you. Maybe it's easier to just not let anyone in."
Willow: "We have to make sure she has fun. We have to force fun upon her. And if Parker shows up we just - ax-murder him. That's halloweeny!"
Xander: "Hey, Red. What you got in the basket, little girl?"
Buffy: "Weapons."
Xander: "Oh."
Buffy: "Just in case. Like the tux, Xander."
Xander: "Bond. James Bond. Insurance, you know, in case we get turned into our costumes again. I'm going for cool, secret agent guy."
Buffy: "I hate to break it to you, but you'll probably end up cool head waiter guy."
Xander: "As long as I'm cool and wield some kind of power."
Xander: "And you are."
* Oz opens jacket to reveal nametag which says 'God' *
Xander: "I could have been God."
Oz: "Blasphemer."
Buffy: "Thank the lord!"
Oz: "You're welcome."
Anya: "Xander is in trouble. We've got to do something, right now!"
Giles: "Anya."
Anya: "Are you listening? Xander is trapped!"
Giles: "Uh, ah, where is Buffy and the others?"
Anya: "They're trapped, too, but we've got to save Xander!"
Buffy: "Conjuring. Will, let's be realistic here. Okay, your basic spells are usually only fifty-fifty."
Willow: "Oh yeah? Well, - so is your face!"
Buffy: "What?! What does that mean?"
Willow: "I'm not your sidekick!"
Xander: "Well, that was a bunch of laughs. Look, Buffy, we are all tired and a little edgy. Maybe Willow is over reacting. I'm sure part of it is becasue of how you've been 'pushing away' girl lately. But now is not the time to let that stuff tear us apart. What I'm saying is, I'm right with ya. I'm right by your side. I'm..."
Buffy: "Xander?"
Xander: "Funny how you still haven't lost your sense of inappropriate humor."
Buffy: "Xander, where did you go?"
Xander: "Buffy, knock it off. Skit's over. I'm right here."
Buffy: "This is so typical of him!"
Xander: "Typical?"
Willow: "Oz! Oz, don't leave me! Don't leave me! Don't leave me!"
Guy: "No matter how hard you fight, you just end up in the same place. I don't see why you bother."
Willow: "Okay, uhm, uhm, the icon's called the-the Mark of Gachnar. I-I think this is a summoning spell for something called..."
Xander: "Gachnar?"
Willow: "Well, yes. Somehow the beginning of the spell must have been triggered. Uh, Gachnar is trying to manifest itself, to-to come into being."
Buffy: "How?"
Willow: "I-it feeds of fear."
Buffy: "Our fears are manifesting it. We're feeding it. We need to stop."
Xander: "If we close our eyes and say it's a dream it'll stab us to death! These things are real."
Buffy: "This is Gachnar?"
Xander: "Big overture. Little show."
Gachnar: "I am the dark lord of nightmares! The bringer of terror! Tremble before me. Fear me!"
Willow: "He - he's so cute!"
Gachnar: "Tremble!"
Xander: "Who's a little fear demon? Come on! Who's a little fear demon!"
Giles: "Don't taunt the fear demon."
Xander: "Why, can he hurt me?"
Giles: "No, it's just - tacky. Be that as it may, Buffy, when it comes to slaying..."
Buffy: "Size doesn't matter?"
Gachnar: "They're all going to abandon you, you know."
Buffy: "Yeah, yeah."
Buffy: "There is no problem that can not be solved with chocolate."
Willow: "I think I'm going to barf."
Buffy: "Except that."
Anya: "What?"
Xander: "That's your scary costume?"
Anya: "Bunnies frighten me."
Giles: "Oh, bloody hell. The inscription!"
Buffy: "What's the matter?"
Giles: "I should have translated the Gaelic inscription under the illustration of Gachnar."
Buffy: "What's it say?"
Giles: "Actual size."