Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on. Let's get outta here.

The look in your eyes right after a kill.

I have, in fact, faced 2 vampires myself.

Well, I think it's great.

Their numbers dwindled in later centuries

and Faith got 3 of them on her at once...

Got it. Got it.

What is this friend's name?

I haven't seen anything like this in, uh,

Buffy, I've been looking for you.

You'll be risking your life.

For sentimental value.

and the pitiful look of faces

The slayer gave it to someone.

Chemistry's easy. It's a lot like witchcraft, only less newt.

Some of us actually care about school, you know.

I like to read Cathy.

There's no need to get snippy.

And they're back 'cause...

The front! The front!

Ahh. But it's weird.

tight space, no escape, 6 against 2... not unlike 3 against one.

Mr. Trick, watch these people.

Mrs. Taggart: Ahem!

But... there's a but.

I saw you making friends.

I believe the honorable mayor hates that idea.

And a place I'll never go

and a lot of pointless dueling.

Not all books and theory nowadays.

I have never... done it...

The fact is, you're no longer qualified to act as watcher.

Buffy: Faith, it's me.

Who's for a root beer?!

All right, come on.

But you can keep your snide remarks to yourself.

You know... you'll be facing big, hairy danger.

He's looking for...

all the way into my liquor cabinet.