Xander:
Love the outfit, Buff. Zis Boom Bah!
Buffy:
Starting to think vamps do too. Cheerleading outfits equal vampire magnets.
Xander:
Also known to attract middle-aged men like a backyard bug zapper.
Cordelia:
All this fuss over a stupid book? Why don't you people get your priorities straight? Hel-lo! Cheerleading competition this week!
Cordelia:
What are you doing just standing here? You need to save our tight end! We need him for the game, and for my morale! On the other hand, that skank slut hitting on him at the Bronze, strictly optional.
Xander:
If I ever get my hands on Spike, I'll make him wish he'd never been born... reborn... unborn! You get the picture!
Buffy:
Sorry Xand, but this is strictly a solo Slayer mission. Too many unknowns. Too much we don't understand.
Xander:
Like I ever let that stop me before.
Willow:
I wish Oz wasn't on tour with the Dingoes; I could use some wolfy-huggin' right about now.
Vampire:
Never thought of yourself as a walking juice box, did'ya?
Xander:
Hello! Demons!
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to a vampire]
Cordelia:
How gross are you?
Xander:
Demons! Demons everywhere!
Vampire:
You can't win, Slayer; There's only one of you... but there's an endless supply of us.
Buffy:
You want a piece of me? I'll give you the whole damn pie.
Giles:
Buffy, quickly, to the bell tower. I've found something!
Buffy:
A bell?
Spike:
With all that shapeshifting, sometimes the heart's in a different place. And sometimes you just need a bigger shaft.
Buffy:
Pay attention, Quasimodo. I'm about to ring your bell.
Willow:
Did you bring back any crystals?
Buffy:
You're new. Not to mention hideous. Someone beat you with a whole tree of ugly sticks.
The Master:
What? No witty banter? Pity, I had built up so much nostalgia for our reunion.
Buffy:
I need to hit that with something, and stunning how often I get to say that.
Xander:
"I don't drink wine," my ass!
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