Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

With a little help from my friends?
To meet him face to face.
No.
No. That's incredibly stupid.
Where is he?
Are you a witch?
- I'm free tonight. - Tonight it is.
The one boy I've had the hots for here turned out to be a vampire.
- Let's go this way. - Wait!
- I'll be back in the Middle Ages. - Did you ever leave?
I think we should, soon.
Ow! The guy's made of metal.
Ms Calendar and I hope to get Moloch off line.
This isn't my report. "Nazi Germany was a model of a well-ordered society"?
This could be something completely different.
- But it closed? - Uh-huh.
Er, there's... Something's got into the... inside, erm...
- I got your message. What's so urgent? - Thank you for coming.
If you'd been anyone but the Slayer...
See him how? Where?
Nonsense! I simply don't adhere to a knee-jerk assumption...
- He's everywhere. - What are we gonna do?
..don't you think you're kind of rushing all into this?
To kill.
Not everything, but... some stuff is.
The printed page is obsolete.
It wasn't busy either, so she's not on line.
By pretending to be a person?
That released the demon?
I didn't write that! Who's been in my files?
I met him on line.
- Check out the jealous man! - What are you talking about?
A society in which human interaction is all but obsolete?
- I overslept. - Till fifth period?
Then get Ms Calendar. Maybe she can help you.
- Willow, I love you but... bye! - See you tomorrow.
Well, you really are an old-fashioned boy, aren't you?
- He preys on impressionable minds. - Like Dave's.
..that because something is new, it's better.
That bad old science made the magic go away?