Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whatyou did was necessary.

Circling arms protecting me.

- Buffy, come on... - Look, this isn't a discussion. He stays.

A newborn male, created as her prison.

- Cold draught of paralysing fear. - We just need to stay calm.

- The Beast. Prepare to attack. - Great.

That is the Beast's only weakness.

You think it's true?

Discharge and bring life.

We'd be somewhere if Captain Slowpoke would give up the wheel.

Order will be overthrown and the universe will tumble into chaos.

- Not if I get the Key first. - And if you did, what then?

Great plan. While all the hacking and slashing's goin' on, what are you gonna do?

- Easy with the delicates. - They'll heal.

And if there's one thing I've learned from Sergeant Rock, it is in war, there are rules.

- It's time. - No.

So pretty. Can I have one?

Most amusing. Don't suppose you know what led to this sartorial tragedy.

We had to hide the Key.

- What's he doing here? - Just out for a jaunt.

Destroyer of the universe.