Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God! No, not now.

Tell me why you did this to her.

You think you can just do that to me?

To infiltrate the inner circle of the Slayer...

But you're here. Looking like...

- With no slayer, no powerful witch... - Just a teenager, a powerless former demon,

- It's so real. - Yeah, all too aware.

God, that phrase is never gonna be usable again, is it?

What, you think you have some sort of special lesbidar or something?

(Willow) Hey. How is he?

- That for the other patient? - Yeah.

- Seen the kitchen since they've been here? - I'm just tryin' to stay out of their way.

Which means we're too late and heading to the middle of nowhere.

I mean, do you understand what he did? What I could do? I killed him for a reason.

Maybe we can't wait.

(Warren) Well, that was nice.

Campus Wiccans. I guess you got past the whole bake-sale phase.

And, what, you just assume that I'm gay?

Including some of us who don't know each other well enough to take such liberties.

For someone who's sick, you look surprisingly robust and casual dressy.

I didn't mind. Tara and I are kind of private.

I never actually realised just how compact Molly really is.

But you said "her".

Three years ago. That's when I knew.

And she's dealt with a lot worse.

- Me too. - Good. We all feel each other.

No, of course not. That wouldn't be any fun.

I know. But you should go. This trip is important for the girls

And the little paper umbrellas are a signal for what?

Agent Finn said it was your call, ma'am.

until a spooky Rasta-mama slayer arrives and speaks to them in riddles.

What's wrong? Spike, what is going on?

Look, she's gonna be fine, really.

OK. So, how long t...

everything will be OK... for both of you.

how much do you know about the chip?

- Guys. - Get Buffy. The First is back.

- Who did you kill, Willow? - It was your fault, slut.

- Please be safe while I'm away. - You too.