Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Just the men who did this... to her.

Keep bringing people in, they'll see everything.

Till she hanged herself. Like when you called her a maggot.

But wait. I thought... (Buffy's voice) "They're not all gonna make it."

Translation's gonna be a bitch, but...

- Demon. - Huh?

- You're right. - Rising sun!

- So, how do you two know each other? - He works with me.

- The girls must die. - Nice place. Bit of a mess.

I didn't know that was possible. Anything we could use?

I've got a system. It's called flunking out.

And there's no pattern to the naked eye yet, but the instant one emerges, I'm on it.

I'm nowhere near him.

Well, yeah, but only because you kinda told us to.

Show me the vampire.

This bag belonged to my mother.

Listen, you guys. I'm already the Slayer, bursting with power. Really don't need more.

Now there's just a handful, all on their way to Sunnydale.

Yeah, cool stuff, but we've seen it all before.

- It's not enough. - That's not what I said, Buffy.

The sand forms a circle, the circle acts as a barrier,

What I want is the Spike that's dangerous. The Spike that tried to kill me when we met.

Good thinking. But, on the other hand, why rush?

Screw it! Mighty forces, I suck at Latin, OK? But that's not the issue.

These girls were chosen.

The Slayer's counting on you, Willow. Get cracking on that portal.

Yeah. A box. A big, fat, unopenable box.

And I'll find room for you next to her and Annabelle.

Made her kill for you because you're weak, pathetic,

- I hope we're not intruding. - Not a bit.

- If you've got something to say... - Just said it.

I've been here, right in it. Fighting, scrapping.

Put on some coffee. This could take awhile.

I swear, if Buffy rooms or boards one more of the potential girls, I'm gonna call a...

- these are my pencils. - No.

They offered me more power, but I didn't like the loophole.