Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is that how you say the word?

And it all adds up to you feeling alone.

I think there are people out there who'd make it. I just...

And it's not getting better.

I have all this power.

Get off her and let her talk to me!

You're not a stranger.

- My dad. - Uh-huh?

I cast you from this place. It is your poison and your bane.

Well, she says even though you can't hear it she still sings to you.

But Giles says it isn't as simple as quitting it all, cold turkey.

Candlelight, the Indigo Girls playing, picture of your dead girlfriend on your bloody lap.

Until you can't win.

We find it. We alert the Slayer. We help her destroy it. We save Sunnydale.

We're outlaws with hearts of gold.

Right. OK, what do we do?

There is one thing.

I have shin splints. Ow.

- (growling) - (Dawn) I know you're there.

you ready for our little death match?

- Are you hurting my mother? - (beastly growl)

Seeing the high school again... part of me wishes I could go back.

(Webster) So, you meet someone, you form a bond...

She misses you, too. She wishes she could touch you.

- You son of a bitch. - What?!

Why are you doing this?!

Are you keeping her from coming back to me?

- I'm gonna what? - That's why I came. We needed to warn you.

You can't use magic again, not ever.

Sex and death and love and pain - it's all the same damn thing to you.

Protecting myself?

It's just how it is. I'm sorry.