Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Angel must have known.

Don't you talk to me that way!

You gotta be ready. You gotta know how to use it!

- Is that Willow Rosenberg? - Yes.

God, he's gonna kill her.

Blonde. Approximately 16 years old. Suspect is very dangerous.

Erm... and Acathla was... was dormant.

- It's not a good idea. - There's no use arguing with me.

Hello to the imagery! Very nice.

Acathla opens his big mouth, creates a vortex.

All right, that's enough.

# It's chilled us to the bone

Oh, Buffy! God...

On Crawford Street, sure. That makes sense. What's the drill?

..quo me dignum...

Sanguinem meum pro te effundam....

I don't wanna hurt you, baby.

- Attitude problems. Serious. - I just wanna know if my friends are OK.

..you must perform the ritual...

Your daughter has a history of violence, doesn't she, Ms Summers?

I think I made it through three counties before I realised nobody was chasing me.

This can help Buffy. If we turn Angel back soon enough,...

- Xander! - Get her out of here!

- Thank God. I'm so sorry I can't be there. - I know,

Raidin' an Englishman's fridge is like dating a nun.

Then only Angel's blood will close it. One blow will send 'em both back to Hell.