Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. My mom's just fine.
if it's a key, there's gotta be a lock, right?
Look, it's blood.
You know what I'm starting to think?
- Little tremble wouldn't hurt. - Sorry, it's just...
No, you can't!
Come on.
This is a family thing. We should deal with this.
- Do you know how to do that or not? - Give us a sec.
What she needs is her sister, Buffy, not the Slayer.
Look at you. All afraid I'm hot for your honey.
I put the shells on it myself. We picked them off the beach.
- Is it evil? - Totally.
Morning, sunshine. If you've come round for eggs and sausage, I'm fresh out.
- Can't hear it, can't hear it, can't... - What am I?
Me too.
She hears you bellowing, she'll pack it in the opposite direction. Can't say I blame her.
Willow!
So long as you protect the Key, the brotherhood will never stop
- Tell me what kind of demon I'm fighting. - Glory isn't a demon.
She yelled at a teacher. The things she said, Buffy. She's never used language like that.
From what I can gather, her living in this world is seriously affecting her mental state.
I've only been alive for six months, huh?
You're gonna be late for school.
Like you'd tell me anyway. Dawn's too young and too delicate.
who she really is.
- What's wrong with you? - You're what she's been searching for. Run.
She deserves to know where she came from. She needs to know, or it will eat away at her.
The Knights of Byzantium, an ancient order. And now your enemy.
Well, not as long as me, but yeah, just this side of for ever.
- Still working out the kinks. - Where'd you send her?
Get away from my sister.
Here. Open mine.
We thought you'd get crossbows and killy stuff.
Well, maybe if you told me more about it...
The Dawnmeister Chronicles?
Wait.
We need answers, Giles.
Six months ago.
We know where it is.
Don't tell me what to do.
All warm and safe where nothing can eat you?
I'm fairly certain I wasn't. I've got one just like it.
Yeah. Shouldn't we try to find it before she does?
What's it for? I mean...
I can feel it. You've gotta get out. No...
I don't think this is the best time for the party pinata.
"The Key is also susceptible to necromanced animal detection,
Well, you won't need a thousand, sweetie.
Not just Glory.
Oh, no, she's here!
- You could have stopped her. - Oh, yeah, here it comes.
And I could use a little pick-me-up. Two birds, one stone, and...
Oh, please. Like that's gonna...
Too squishy. When I was five, Buffy told me they were monkey brains and I...
Well, Tara and I can work on some tactical spells.
You know, she kinda has a crush on me.
This isn't about her. It's about Dawn.
Yep. Won't be trying that one again soon.
A book.
Too squishy. When I was five, Buffy told me they were monkey brains and I...
- No. No, we really weren't. - We were talking about sex.
Is this blood?
So where should we look? Do we know where it used to be kept? Who saw it last?
I'm not going. Blobs of energy don't need an education.
What? Sneaking out to braid hair and watch Teletubbies with your mates?
Wait. Here's something. "Tarnis, 12th century."
Nobody keeps me in the bloody loop, do they?
We have to find her. Fast.
- If you need anything... - Thanks.
It's an eensy more complicated than that.
Spike, you and I'll get the east side.
She probably would've skipped off anyway, even if she never found out.
Send a six-pack of minions to bore me to death? Glory can't lay a finger on me.
- Dawn! - Oh, baby.
I assume you're talking about her existence rather than her intentions?
You guys gotta see him. His head's almost twisted clean off.
Honey?
Like you weren't all thinking the same thing.
- What did you do? - This is blood, isn't it?
Cotton!