Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You saw the First Slayer?

Granted, a cool and sexy vampire-fighting guy, but still.

Since you got your soul back?

If we play it safe back here, Buffy could stay lost.

Conservation of energies. You can't really create or destroy anything, just transfer.

I'm showing him our operation.

What do you call that, potential? In the field, you are dead.

I looked inside that emergency bag of Principal Wood's.

Holding back? You're blind.

Why not just try all 32 flavours? Worst thing that happens is you go brunette.

What are you waving at, potential?

Now what? We hold hands and chant "Kumbaya" or something?

It's not enough.

Don't make a case out of it.

Where you do your other work.

I bet the big deal about this emergency bag is in the box.

You're doing the best you can with what you've got.

well, that's how it works.

Anyway, this is... it. Command Central.

I've been carrying you - all of you - too far, too long.

- You've been kinda quiet since... - You sucked the life out of me?

- Preaching to the choir, love. - It's like Slayer Central.

It is Chloe, right?

"You can't just watch, you have to see?" See what?

Yeah, I'm really sorry.

Oh, thank God! If I had to explain all these weapons, I had nothing.

You'll have to forgive Andrew. Or not. Your call.

It's started, hasn't it?

- He's a vampire. - I should move out.

It's heart-warming.

See you inside. So much cooler than Snyder.

Force yourself to do what can't be done, or else we are not an army.

And the First has me using that power to dig our graves.

- Like a kraken's tooth. - Yeah, skin of Draconis,

Which spell? I mean, didn't you see that thing?

Fine by me. Big fight against evil coming up.

- It's an impressive group of recruits. - They're not recruits.

- In the spirit of air-clearing... - Yeah?