Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I need my Willow.
and he shall arise.
Oh, boy.
Even after the hellmouth was closed...
He could barely walk after that mickey I gave him...
Dumb guy. Little bomb. How hard can it be?
Why am I surprised by how comforting you're not?
You know, that makes me unique.
It's my thing that makes me cool.
It was crazed.
Buffy will know what to do.
I'm more interested in finding out what they are...
He had a gun behind the counter.
of a wasting disease in the next 20 seconds.
All we know is that the fate of the entire world rests on it.
Yes, yes...
You must feel likeJimmy Olsen.
About 20 feet from where you're standing.
Come on.
Do we know when this is supposed to happen?
and I should never have allowed Willow and, uh...
Which I can handle because I know I'm right about this.
Howdy.
Whoo!
- I can face this thing. - You can't.
perhaps it would be best if you hung back to the rear of the battle...
We're all so very sad for him.
I was aware there was a nest here...
The bitch dislocated my shoulder, though.
Get him!
That's decent of you.
I'm sorry.
Other way.
"Integral part" of the group?
mostly math and spatial relations...
enough excitement for one evening.
OK, I can work this out.
Nothing can change that.
Fear.
Where do you want it?
but, uh, thank you.
they're gonna be the least of your problems is my train of thought.
OK. Bombs.
Remember that fun song?
I think he's earned his stripes.
I like you.
Do you remember the demon that almost got out the night I died?