Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

While they were pulling Xander out, I heard the anthro professors talking about it.

- Shut up, Spike. - Fine. I'll do it myself.

Then we'll die together. It's romantic.

- Did you get the part about innocent people? - Yes. OK? And I do wanna stop him.

Buffy, this isn't a Western. We're not at Fort Giles with the cavalry coming to save us.

I'm a great cook - in theory. I've eaten a lot.

And then they make animated specials with the maize and the big, big belt buckles.

What's he like when he is evil?

I smell a roasting turkey and I'm eight years old.

It's like what happened in the '30s with that church the Master was in.

Yeah. Thanksgiving isn't about blending of two cultures.

And a couple of blocks down.

I liked having that to look forward to.

- Chumash, I think. That's all we got. - Oh, the Chumash Indians.

It'll be just like when I was a kid. Only without me building a fort out of mashed potatoes.

I can't bite anything. I can't even hit people.

Straight up, black hat, tied to the train tracks, "my electro-ray will destroy Metropolis" bad.

Well, if you can just tell me...

Maybe it's the syphilis talkin', but some of that made sense.

All right, I'll look into the Chumash connection.

Tell me again why we're not doing this at your house.

No, it's really up to the dean.

Not mixed up with guilt and the destruction of an indigenous culture.

Do you even own a turkey pan?

She sounds good.

- That part's just ceremonial. - Well, it bites.

But at least we all worked together. It was like old times.

And we will have a nice dinner, OK? Both. End of story.