Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The one with the fox and the less patient fox.

- Buffy! Oh, God. - Come on.

I shop. I sneeze.

Hoodlums, yes! You and your friends, your whole sex. Throw 'em in the sea for all I care!

There's trees in the desert since you moved out.

- New-car smell. - Cool!

Well, you showed up late, or you'd have a better part. I'm Cowboy Guy.

Why are you living in the walls?

Graham and the guys are testifying I'm the reason they're alive.

Isn't this exciting? Our first production! I can't wait till our scene! I love you!

waiting to be shepherded.

A mouse is playing with my knees.

Having the scoop on the administration's own Bay of Mutated Pigs is an advantage.

Your family's in the front row. They look angry.

You sure it isn't comfort?

Isn't this the first class?

Faith and I just made that bed.

We have to think of the facts, Willow.

Oh, my God, it's like a tragedy.

It's just a debriefing. I won't disappear and they're not pinning anything on me.

Is that a fact?

Throw 'em in and wait for the bubbles. Men groping and spitting, all groin, no brain,

was an affront to the source of that power.

- That used to be us. - Don't get linear on me now, man.

Hey, Joyce... Mrs Summers.

And I'm putting in a pre-emptive bid for Apocalypse Now?

Let the vidfest begin.