Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Empty. All spilled out.

I usually just burst through doors.

What she needs is her sister, Buffy, not the Slayer.

- Buffy. - No! She could've burned the house down!

Right. A young, delicate pain in my butt.

They've got a point. Whatever Glory's planning on opening with the Key,

- You what? - You know, and you didn't tell us?

Well, jeez, don't get all movie-of-the-week.

is what in the world was the Slayer's little sis doin' here with Gentle Ben?

We can't just let her sit up there all alone.

OK, so we know where Glory's from. What do we know about her?

- Preachin' to the choir here, baby. - Yeah. Some of my best...

I don't think we should worry about that.

You two have a fight? It's OK, I know how that goes.

Watch the hair.

It's not that simple!

Mom and I know what we feel.

You didn't think you could keep the truth from her for ever?

You make a very pretty little girl.

If kid sis wants to grab a midnight stroll, she'll find a way sooner or later.

OK. One more time.

You're not my mother.

"The monks possessed the ability to transform energy, bend reality."

Oh, no. Oh, God, no. She's coming.

It's the only way they can justify giving up girls.

ruled over one of the more seriously unpleasant demon dimensions.

He was standing here, and when I turned around it was gone.

Is it made out of gold? Maybe we can hock it, split the take.

"The monks possessed the ability to transform energy, bend reality."

Is that why you were playing with Uncle Ben, to get a peek at Glory's unmentionables?

Hey, don't I know you?

The Key is the link. The link must be severed. Such is the will of God.

You are very, very wise. Now gimme, gimme, gimme.

I got a sister, too. They can be a real pain sometimes, huh?

Didn't go with my stuff anyway.

There's no way you could annoy me so much if you weren't.

I changed my mind. I'd rather be at school.

I got a sister, too. They can be a real pain sometimes, huh?

until we destroy it and you.

We already put one up around your house.

- She wasn't brought in. - Which is a happy thing, right?

Just between me and you,

Me? Me not weird.

Where did I come from? Who made me? What am I?

You want me to make some soup? I think there's some chicken and stars.

It's just so lovely! Oh, I wish it was mine!

Time to start the dying. Start with the whelp.

This is my fault. I should've told her.