Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I was partly hoping you were a mirage. - Sorry to disappoint.

- No more mind games, Spike. - No more mind games.

Ball's in your court, Slayer.

Same phylum. It's not cheating. I just embellished.

You were saying?

Make sure it's all... school-like.

- I saved your life. We can discuss this later. - Sure.

If I'd known you were coming, I'd have baked a cake.

- There was a girl. - That would be me.

You need to ease up with the whole dating demons thing.

Wooden rod used to slap the soles of the feet in Turkish prisons, and is a great billy club.

you'd be wrong.

And it's killing me.

- I'm glad for all of you then. - I mean, it's just so cool.

It's possible, but...

Something's rising. Something older than the Old Ones, and everybody's tail is twitching.

Well, yes. Where have you been all night?

I know this is bad, but it could be worse.

So, shouldn't we be listening?

There's only three things kids understand: the boot, the bat, and the bastinada.

There's more like her, Dawn.

- What are you doing? - What?

It's what you wanted, right?

Guys, can we focus here for a second?

Ooh, up for another round on the balcony, then?

I need someone who understands these students.

I'll be quick. We need to talk. You want to do that here, or privately?

Willow, we could spend another two years here training and practising

Hey, I guess this would be first contact since, you know when.

- What do you want? - To help you.

New clothing. Better hair. Not so much with the crazy. I like it.

Lucky girl. Call it quits. There's an option. If only it were so easy.

Even with this town's reputation for, you know, unexplained weirdness.

What did you do?

Joke's on me. Lots of laughs.

Only my psycho ex-boyfriend that I've been trying to get rid of for the past few weeks.

that the friends you left behind you are still your friends.

They put the spark in me and now all it does...

Am I flesh? Am I flesh to you?

I wish we could just go back to the way things were before.