Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please, let me carry the hate for the both of us.
Yeah, we're covered.
Don't you want your garbage?
I got addicted. The way addicts do.
Well, I can only do so much, Xander.
That's where even your best political minds can drop the ball: Zeitgeist.
Don't forget to lock up before you go.
- It's all brought me here. - Look, crew cut, she's not your bint now.
This isn't about who's on top.
- You know, we're out of special sauce. - I'll get it.
Thought you'd be off snogging with soldier boy.
I had actually noticed that.
I'm not here to...
You can stop calling me that any time. If I may?
Well, looky here.
At the Palace, you keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
- Drop it on an urban population... - And it cleanses the area.
Just so you know, I'm prepared to hate this woman any way you want.
She caught up to us a lot faster than I would've guessed possible. She does that.
- Yeah. - I'll check out some bars, some crypts.
Sorry. Carry on.
You're not...
No, it's not...
So they're like really mean tribbles?
Ninja wear?
And, Buffy?
- Home by eleven? - On the dot.
Bye, Riley. Bye, Sam.
One night, my entire infirmary got slaughtered by...
Maybe next time.
We'll never be in time to pick up your stupid uncle.
I need to find a guy. A dealer. Calls himself the Doctor.
- I wish I'd said something else. - OK. So we track down the demon,
Or have you forgotten? I'm takin' this place apart until I find that nest.
OK. I'll just be over here, then.
So, Mr Finn, got an extra jet pack for a girl like me?
Wait! Wait up, guys!
Hey, guys. How's the soon-to-be newlyweds? Nervous?
- Not a word you've said so far. - Right.
Very smooth.
The wedding itself was held in a military chopper...
- Thanks. - You're welcome.