Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dawn?
Look, Anya, we don't have much time. Which side of this are you on?
OK.
Ours, maybe. You... are screwed.
And now she's messing with forces that wanna hurt her. All of us.
That's why you had a mad-on for the Slayer.
the trio - youve heard of us
Dawn?
Like I need any more of this. Oh, hi!
Run all night, Warren. I'll still find...
Blood from people I love.
I command you, bring her back.
- So that's it. - Have the police gone too?
- That is so not true. - Sure.
Don't underestimate science, my friends. Good old-fashioned metal meets propulsion.
Buffy?
We're in custody. We haven't been charged yet.
- Don't do... - I'm gonna make you feel it.
- Faster! - Cut that out. If you wanted to drive...
If we were supposed to, then the magic wouldn't change Willow the way it does.
- It wasn't personal, that's all. - Well, this is.
It's so small.
- What happened? - Buffy!
Please, no.
Back when we shared a bed. I should've done the world a favour.