Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And it's not getting better.

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

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

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

Protecting myself?

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

And it all adds up to you feeling alone.

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

I have shin splints. Ow.

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

We're outlaws with hearts of gold.

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

you ready for our little death match?

Why are you doing this?!

Are you keeping her from coming back to me?

You can't use magic again, not ever.

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

- You son of a bitch. - What?!

Get off her and let her talk to me!

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

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

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

Is that how you say the word?

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

- My dad. - Uh-huh?

I have all this power.

Until you can't win.

Right. OK, what do we do?

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

You're not a stranger.

There is one thing.

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