Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When I was little, I spent hours imagining what my wedding to Xander would be like.

I'm not. I hate my uncle.

And you keep playin' with rules you make up as you like. You know what I am.

You're still the first woman I ever loved and the strongest woman I've ever known.

Buffy, I meant to tell you, when the time was right.

- But it's too fast. - I wouldn't necessarily say that.

But, you know, here we are. I need the best. I need you, Buffy.

you were getting the juice sucked out of you by undead ladies of questionable reputation.

- Don't suck. - They got dental?

- Do you want me to do that? - Do I want you to...

How do you get to say I'm the one who's stinky?

I'm tracking something bad. Now it's come to Sunnydale.

- May I? - See you tomorrow.

Hello? Buffy? People are waiting.

National Forestry Service. We got a wild bear! Everybody stand back!

you and Tara are speaking again... You wanna call her? Invite her over?

I am so glad my manly co-workers didn't just hear me say that.

A lot can happen in a year.

There's a dealer in town. Calls himself the Doctor.

I keep thinking you're regular people, but no, you're not.

- What a surprise. - Boys like toys. Put it on. Thank me later.

but you learn fast around here, or it's - wham! - "Hello, glass ceiling. "

- I can explain. - We're gonna need more weapons.

And do not take my chips.