Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm still pretty dazed, but better.

I'll hold here, keep an eye on the wax job.

None of it was real.

They can't hurt you here. You're with your family.

Serves you right for taking zees on lookout again.

of universe-destroying energy?

- It's over. - I've memorised this tune, love.

I don't have a sister.

More than happy to beat you right through the pain, you pathetic poof.

- The... - The fricking Slayer.

Buffy, sit down. You'll fall over.

God. That's horrible.

You need to leave me alone. You're not part of my life.

I'm right here. You're my sister.

You can't hide, Dawn.

I'll need alkanet root and a handful of nettle leaf.

Buffy, look at me.

I altered his reality.

- Willow! - Buffy?

Welcome home, sweetie.

I never should have let you see that movie.

I forgot. Willy Wannabite can't hurt me. Dumb to pick a fight, I guess.

Alone? Willow, he can't. It's too strong.

Where we're all little figments of Buffy's funny-farm delusion.

I wanna be healthy again.

I know you do. You just have to find it again.

It was awful. Anya was devastated.

You are not in an institution. You have never been in an institution.

She's our friend. We'll take care of her.

All right, Xander, you hit the demon bars. Dig up any info on a new player in town.

Tell you what, Slayer. Let me get out of your way. I'll stop bothering you.

Then meet me at the campus lab. I'll try to brew up an antidote the old-fashioned way.