Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My head's all clear now. No more bug-zapper in my noggin.

He understands what's wrong with you. He's the only one that can help.

- How's it going in there? - Good.

I know you do. I can make us some later.

My stomach's growling, I'm so starved.

This was the guy who declared the rights of man,

Butterflies in the old belly?

Hey! Wasn't that Robespierre the coolest?

Homey. You know what else he might find homey

Oh, God, sorry! Didn't see the sign.

MEASURE TWICE! CUT ONCE!

Will, you're missing my point. I agree that Marat wasn't a real martyr,

Very convincing. Makes me completely wanna put myself under government control.

But real life is slow and it's hurting my occipital lobe.

Yay! Yay for Spikey!

- Darkness. - Piles of it.

What's happening to me?

If that's what I wanted, then I'd be dating Spike.

I guess you're gonna have to kill her.

The cataracts give them their newt-like appearance.

- What if you have a heart attack? - Listen. Calm down.

Has Buffy gotten to you yet? I saw her patrolling just now... with a stake!

You know, like, "Should I be watching my back?"

Harmony, is it a sodding breadbox?

- What? - End my torment.

No, thanks, Willow.