Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You're sure it was a werewolf? - Well, let's see...
We're in my daddy's car. It's just the two of us.
I spoke to Giles. He said I'll be OK. I have to lock myself up around the full moon.
Here's a suggestion: move away from the Hellmouth.
I know what it's like to crave the taste of freshly-killed meat.
He's not the same guy you knew.
One. Two.
- I gotta say, I'm impressed. - Excuse me?
The full moon seems to bring out our darkest qualities.
And then you, you of all people, you bring it out of me!
- So, I'm guessing silver bullets are in order? - No, no bullets.
But you don't know squat? Gee, what a surprise!
Excuse me?! We didn't come here to talk about Willow.
- Meow! - Really?
I mean, she's gotta be puttin' out, or what's the point? What are you gonna do? Talk?
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- Every now and then I yammer. - Xander, look around.
I mean, he's so hot and cold. Or lukewarm and cold.
Eradicator of evil, defender of things that need defending.
Their pelts fetch a pretty penny in Sri Lanka and it's hard to skin 'em alive.
Police say that the incident was connected to the animal mutilation...
- So, what's the word? - There were other attacks...
- But there's really no way to tell who it is. - Oh, sure there is.
No good. Instead of not protecting Theresa from the werewolf,...
He said he was going through all these changes, then he went through... changes.
- That was weird. - It's not OK for one guy to like another guy,...
- Do you want me to go away? - I wish you wouldn't.