Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Someone's not seeing me.
Taking on the undead doesn't do wonders for your social life.
So why shouldn't you be here?
- I'm Buffy Summers. - Nice to meet you.
- ..no possession, except what you give us. - Except what you give us.
- Angel. - He's going with you?
She is the Slayer,
And you! You're goin' to jail for 15,000 years.
Make-up, make-up. Well, give it your all and keep to the shadows.
You wanna protect her?
- Well, say it. - I'm not gonna say it.
- D'you guys wanna join us? - Nah. I gotta digest an' all.
Oh, an extraterrestrial. So that's how you get a date after you exhausted the human guys.
Why do they park so darn close to you?
- Can I do what I want then? - Think I don't know what it's like to be 16?
- Please, let me go. - Let you go?
There's blood on it.
This being Sunnydale and all, I guess we can rule out something good.
# If she bends, then she breaks...
- I'm goin' to the party. - What?
To a telephone, in Hindi.
Now is the time you should train more strictly, hunt and patrol more keenly.
Buffy! Did you lose weight?
And if he is pleased with our offerings, then our fortunes shall increase.
Mm, history stumps me. I've a hard enough time remembering what happened last week.
Where are you going?
# If she bends, then she breaks
Tom, you talk too much.
There's no comparison between college men and high-school boys.
Says here that they've all been sentenced to consecutive life sentences.
I mean, she's 16 going on 40!