Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All round you, Slayer, so don't try anything.
We're your arch-nemesises... ses.
- Yeah, yeah. Let's go, Xander. - You will come straight home?
No. That comes after I beat the snot out of you.
Got another name for that - dead.
- Bird. - No bird?
Doris.
Sorry, Dawn. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to freak you out.
something I'm just not convinced that an unemployed young woman can provide.
A spell from who?
I didn't... I don't wanna die.
OK. No... No...
Willow's still a wreck, Dawn's mad at both of us,
Well, the fact is my lighter's gone missing.
Where are you?
The peacock on the table. It has two crystals in it.
This vanishing act's right liberating for you, innit?
Where are the bad guys?
Dawn, you need to eat something.
There. Headed this way.
Dawn, I'm going out to find Xander. If he calls...
I tried. He blocks it with his drunken-monkey fist!
We are. Well, I'm talking and you're looking at me funny.
Remember, we're professionals.
could cause her to give in to temptation.
What exactly would you like me to do?
- Who are you? - Andrew.
I'll be forced to recommend that you be stripped of your guardianship.
- Slayer's here. - Sorry. Didn't see her.
- No, no. I'm looking for Buffy. - Haven't seen her.
Maybe not!
Who is this? You sound familiar.
- What? - "All work and no play make Doris... "
What?
- Willow, where you going? - For a walk.
I didn't do this.
"We're alike, you and me. Birds of a bloody feather. "
- It told me to... - To what?
What I want...
The only reason you're here is that you're not here.
and if you don't want anything nasty to happen to her, you'd better meet us. Alone.