Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They grow body hair and lose all ability to tell you what they want.

- That's why I know you should talk about it. - That's easy for you to say.

A full moon like tonight tends to bring out the crazies.

I could hide my fist in your face.

- That won't make me a slut? - I think your reputation will remain intact.

- Well deserved. - Darn tootin'!

- No one here's man enough to kill 'em! - I wouldn't be too sure of that.

- You hunt werewolves for sport? - No, no. I'm in it purely for the money.

Welcome to the mystery that is men. It goes something like...

No, no sign of the werewolf. How about you?

- Are you certain? - Just trust me on this.

Don't worry. They might not look it, but bunnies can take care of themselves.

Yeah. She's actually an evil mastermind. It's fun.

Giles knows stuff and I'm practically an expert.

On account of once you were a hyena?

No. I guess you didn't see anything, from the vantage point of having your eyes closed.

..the phases of the moon seem to exert a great deal of psychological influence.

She is the Slayer,

What relationship? What life could they possibly have together?

I tore a tooth from the mouth of every werewolf that I killed.

The point is that our wolfman could also be a wolfwoman, or anyone bitten by a werewolf.