Buffy: "Hey! Try picking on someone my own size."
Rona: "You're... you're her!"
Buffy: "Her is me."
Buffy: "Next time you're attacked-"
Rona: "Whoa, whoa! Next time? You saying I'm gonna get attacked again?"
Buffy: "Welcome to the Hellmouth."
Willow: "It is starting to get crowded around here."
Kennedy: "Totally. And with this many girls - well, I'm just saying - if we don't get another bathroom in this house soon, things are going to get ugly."
Willow: "Huh. Well, that's... huh."
Kennedy: "What's your story, Willow? I mean, witchcraft? Wow. That sounds New-Agey."
Willow: "No, it's safe to say that what I practice is definitely old-agey."
Eve: "She left to get the new girl over an hour ago. Maybe she ran into trouble. You don't think maybe she was too late again?"
Xander: "Maybe we can save the maybes for a more dayish part of the day, girls."
Andrew: "I'm with him. Keep the chatter down!... Or speak up so I can hear you. I'm bored... bored."
Rona: "Umm... why is that guy tied to a chair?"
Xander: "The question you'll soon be asking is why isn't he gagged."
Buffy: "The First is always going to be one step ahead of us, Giles. I need to know how to stop it. No, not stop it. Hurt it. I want to hurt it real bad."
Anya: "I made the rounds myself, tired to dig up anything useful from the demon community."
Xander: "They're a community now? What's next? A ladies' auxiliary?"
Buffy: "What about the Turok-han?"
Xander: "The vampire that time forgot?"
Buffy: "Time may have forgotten him but I sure as hell won't. We know stakes won't kill it but... anything in those ancient myths about what does? Sunlight, fire... germs?"
Giles: "Beljoxa's Eye. It's an oracle-type creature that exists in a dark dimension."
Anya: "An eternal vortex, more like."
Anya: "Not really, no."
Buffy/The First: "Dreaming of me again, aren't you? Poor Spike. He still thinks I believe in him. Be realistic. I don't even believe in myself. At least not enough to risk my skin to save your ass. Not enough to face... that. I'm sorry, Spike. But you need to accept this. You know it never would have worked out. It's time to let go so we can both move on. I promise, soon it will all be-"
Spike: "She will come for me. She will come for me. She will come for me."
Buffy/The First: "No. I won't."
Torg: "You broke my heart, Anyanka."
Anya: "Don't be so dramatic, Torg. You don't even have a heart! Six spleens, two stomachs, half a brain, maybe. But no heart."
Torg: "Don't mock this. The night we spent together was important to me."
Anya: "It was one date. It wasn't even a date... We just happened to be invited to the same massacre... and you hit on me after I'd had a few."
Torg: "I remember. You wore pink."
Anya: "Those were entrails."
Anya: "You open this tiny little gateway to the Beljoxa's Eye for me and I'll... you and I can go... I'll have sex with you again."
Torg: "Ugh! Please, you're human. The way you look now, wouldn't touch you for all the kittens in Korea."
Anya: "You're rejecting my offer of sexual bribery? What am I, a leper in this town? I can't even give it away!"
Torg: "Come back when you are a leper!"
Andrew: "Ow! Watch it. That's my joystick hand."
Xander: "I'm not gonna touch that one."
Buffy: "So I'm here to tell you, you try anything, try to run... you ever see the movie Misery?"
Andrew: "Six times. But the book was scarier than the movie because instead of crushing his foot with a sledgehammer, Kathy Bates chops it off with... I'll be good."
Xander: "Are we sure this is it?"
Buffy: "Clerk said it's the only check-in they've had in a week. Tourism must be down."
Xander: "And right in the middle of apocalypse season."
Buffy: "Hello? It's okay, we're friendly."
Eve/The First: "Just my personal opinion but I don't think the Slayer can protect us from The First."
Andrew: "I think a guy Slayer would be badass. Like if there was this ninja, a guy Slayer would be like "You may be silent but his will shut you up!""
Dawn: "Buffy can stomp ninja ass."
Andrew: "The silent warrior? Ha! I think not. She can't even slay that special vampire... Everyone's saying..."
Andrew: "Did it ever occur to anyone that I could be a lot more useful around here? I used to be an evil genius. Hello?"
Dawn: "And what was your genius thing?"
Andrew: "Well, raising demons, mostly... Okay, so not for now. But also there was planning. There were blueprints. I can be in this! Kickin it righteous. Yeah! Oh, yeah."
Dawn: "Buffy said if you talked enough, I'm allowed to kill you."
Dawn: "Is there a language that you're speaking?"
Andrew: "I'm so alone."
Dawn: "Then maybe you shouldn't have killed your only friend."
Andrew: "I hate that. You don't even know."
Dawn: "I don't plan to."
Eve/The First: "Oops. One more down. Oh, well. Can't save em all, can you, Buffy? Thanks for the slumber party, girls. It's been real fun these past couple of nights. I learned a whole lot-"
Buffy: "Shut up and get out!"
Eve/The First: "Or you'll do what? I'll be sending a guest over to visit y'all later on tonight. After the sun goes down, of course. Try and make him feel welcome... before he rips y'all to pieces. Bye."
Andrew: "I need to go wash up again."
Beljoxa's Eye: "It cannot be fought. It cannot be killed. The First Evil has been and always will be. Since before the universe was born, long after there is nothing else, it will go on."
Giles: "I refuse to believe that. There must be some way to destroy it."
Beljoxa's Eye: "What? Am I talking to myself here? There's no way."
Beljoxa's Eye: "The Eye sees not the future. Only the truths of the now and before."
Anya: "Yes, we've all got that. It's called memory! Can you help us out with something a little bit more demony?"
Beljoxa's Eye: "The mystical forces surrounding the Chosen line have become irrevocably altered, become unstable, vulnerable."
Anya: "Something The First did?"
Beljoxa's Eye: "The First Evil did not cause the disruption, only seized upon it to extinguish the lives of the Chosen forever."
Buffy: "In the meantime, we need to stick together, okay? We're stronger that way. We cannot afford to fall apart now."
Andrew: "She's right. Where would the Justice League have been if they hadn't put their differences aside to stop the Imperium and his shape-shifting alien horde?"
Buffy: "Don't help me."
Eve/The First: "Well, alone again."
Buffy/The First: "I just love having you all to myself."
Willow: "Facing my fear... I'm facing my fear... Hear that, fear? I'm facing you."
Willow: "The last time I tried using magick, The First... it turned it around on me, got inside. I felt it surging through me, ever fiber of my being. Pure, undiluted evil. I could taste it."
Kennedy: "How does evil taste?"
Willow: "A little chalky."
Anya: "Yeah... I just... I don't understand how Buffy's death mucked up the whole Slayer mojo. You know, it's not like she hasn't died before."
Giles: "It's not because she died. The Beljoxa's Eye was quite clear about that... in its enigmatic way. It's because she lives. Again. Buffy's not responsible for that."
Anya: "Oh. No. Willow and me and Xander and Tara... we're the ones who brought Buffy back. We're the reason The First is here, the reason those girls were murdered. It's our fault. The world would have been better off if Buffy had just stayed dead."
Andrew: "Umm... What's my position?"
Willow: "Just watch. It's showtime."
Buffy: "Looks good, doesn't it? They're trapped in here. Terrified. Meat for the best and there's nothing they can do but wait. That's all they've been doing for days... waiting to be picked off, having nightmares about monsters that can't be killed. But I don't believe in that. I always find a way. I'm the thing that monsters have nightmares about. And right now, you and me are going to show them why. It's time. Welcome to the Thunderdome."
Andrew: "Two men enter, one man leaves."
Buffy: "See? Dust. Just like the rest of em. I don't know what's coming next but I do know it's going to be just like this. Hard. Painful. But in the end, it's going to be us. If we all do our parts, believe it, we'll be the ones left standing... Here endeth the lesson."