Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Xander,... it's not up to you.
Whoa!
I can't believe I let it go! Kane was right. I shoulda killed it when I had the chance.
Daddy's doin' a great job carryin' her bag of Milk-Bones.
- I kinda thought you would have told me. - I didn't know what to say.
I shouldn't even be talking about...
- Hi. - Oh, that's what I was gonna say.
You mean like bunnies and stuff? No, don't tell me.
- You kind of knew Theresa. - Oh, yeah, I, uh...
..or is there something you're hiding?
Ohh...
We've put enough phenobarbital in this to sink a small elephant, or a large werewolf.
I can't. Um, uh... I'm busy.
Yeah. Oz wanted to be someplace that was...
Get outta here!
OK, it's funny if you don't believe in werewolves.
Why so jumpy, Larry?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Theresa! Be still, my shorts.
A werewolf in love!
I've never felt I could tell anyone.
Well, we have one more night.
No, we're fine.
What a man and a girl do in Lovers' Lane at night is...
When you're not babbling about poor Willow,...
- You're looking for a party? - No, but the werewolf is.
It's good to count to ten when you're angry.
..I was able to not protect her from something just as bad.
They were linked to the animal attacks, so we assumed werewolf.
- What you lookin' at? - This cheerleading trophy.
I thought I heard something... behind me.
Except without the holding... or anything else.
I'm a big bad wolf. I'm on the prowl.
I know we'll never look at him the same again.
If it weren't for you, people'd be lined up to get buried.
I don't wanna be the only girl in school without a real boyfriend.
- Are you all right? - Yeah.