Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why is she singing? - Lover? I thought that was her chiropractor?
An anniversary or some other event significant to the killer.
You're 16 years old. I'm 241.
Oh, me too. Except that I'm a senior and I'm in college.
Or what it's like to have to stake vampires while you're having fuzzy feelings for one.
- Cheers. - # I think she's got her hungry eyes on you
- When he does, he treats me like I'm a child. - That bastard!
# She thinks she runs with the wolves
I'm going to attack you.
A missing girl.
We come before you with fresh offerings.
And I just feel like a complete dolt meeting you this way, so...
- You've gotta do something. - It has been a year since our last offering.
Who's this dork?
If you want.
No. I think Buffy's still inside somewhere with Cordelia. Their car's still here.
South wall.
But do be polite and laugh at the appropriate intervals.
No. I think you don't know what it's like to be 16, and a girl, and the Slayer.
He who is the source of all we inherit and all we possess.
- A year? - Almost to the day.
You speak again, and I'll cut your throat.
OK, sure, it's hot and bitter, like a relationship that way, but...
- Bent. - Sent.
The party's just gettin' started.
Word of warning for your own good: I won't be pulling any punches.
Did I sound a little jealous just then? Cos I'm not really...
On my oath, before my assembled brethren.
Oh, Buffy, I don't think so. Frying pan, fire? You know what I'm sayin'.
Starve a snake, lose a fortune. The rich really are different.
..to see if there's anything about...
Let her go, Wormy!
Help! Help!
Come on, Buffy!
Hi.
- It was nice to meet you. - Oh. Same here.
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