Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In fact, this may have escaped your keen notice, but I'm... kind of a brat.

Are you gonna go all Dawson on me every time I have a boyfriend?

(Buffy) I hate this. I hate being here.

Oh, you know me. Not much with the damselling.

- (girl) Get out of the way! - What?

Something that really never occurred to me before.

(girl) Hurry up!

- No way you're prettier than me. - A little bit, yeah.

Are you ready to finish this, bitch?

These guys are dust.

Sometimes I shouldn't say words.

I always feared there was something wrong with me, because I couldn't make it work.

I'm going down into the Hellmouth, and I'm finishing this once and for all.

Always doing the stupid thing.

What, the thing Buffy said?

I've always sort of gotten my way.

Pretty, ain't it?

There's that word again.

Yeah, that and I also used my enhanced vampire eyeballs to watch you kissing him.

Sometimes is something.

Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed for business.

If I lose, if this thing gets past Sunnydale,

Don't even. I just wanna bask.

Are you in love with him? OK. Maybe I'm out of line, but this is a curve ball for me.

There's no running in the halls, no yelling, no gum chewing.

- Some of them are dead. - Let's assemble the cannon fodder.

That depends. Are you in any way... kidding?

When you broke up with me or when I killed you?

Not to spoil the moment.

- I was scared. I'm sorry. - Did you see what happened?