Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I always knew you could do better than a B minus.

Oh, you know demons. It's all exaggeration and blank verse.

I like pancakes cos they're stackable.

- My boyfriend. - Very nice to meet you, Mr Giles.

- I'm going to the car. - I can't take you with me.

And I was her high-school librarian.

He'd be great right now. He'd find himself in a second. Nobody is cooler in a crisis.

then use the magics to pluck the petals off, one at a time.

Look, I promise it won't happen again. I will tell you everything.

I mean, if he's not, you know, you had to do it.

Well, if I hadn't had to search for Ms Summers and battle that harridan...

Now I understand your energies were directed to the same place as ours, in fact.

The one by the highway. The Sunnydale Motor Inn.

Maybe a little.

So, the demon's probably a little late.

About the same time you started to worship chaos.

Agent Finn is in charge of this operation. I'm counting on you, Riley.

It's not gonna have electricity anyway. It's a crypt, remember?

- And it's got a friend. - Damn.

Well, that's not...

They must've picked this place up days ago.

- She's self-reliant, independent... - Exactly.

What are you doing?

We have to make this fast. I have better things to do tonight than kill.

Well, I mean, I didn't at first because Riley said not to, and...

I just wish I knew what I needed.

Oh, hang on, I'll tell ya.

I never would've gotten him back.

Not to mention the daily slayage of...

Sometimes she sounds a bit like an introductory textbook herself.

He's just nervous.

There were 911 calls from a couple of different places. Including here.

Oh, no. I mean, she's, like, 40.

Our minds have to be perfectly attuned to work as a single delicate implement.