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Xander (to Spike): Youíre going to live in that small room over there. I know it looks like a closet but itís a room now. Youíre not going to touch my food. I take the first shower in the morning and if I use up all the hot water, thatís your tough noogies. (To Buffy.) And I hate this plan. (Back to Spike.) Are you keeping up or do you need some kind of English-to-Constant-Pain-in-My-Ass translation?
Xander (to Buffy): Is there something more emphatic than hate? Can I revile the plan? Fine. (To Spike.) I invite you in. Nimrod.
Spike: Donít want your soddiní food anyway.
Anya: Well, I-I guess you guys could use my help. I mean, Willowís not very good with the practical strategizing... except when sheís evil. And Dawn, sheís not really good for anything.
Dawn: The quarterback is the most important member of the team! He is like the rudder that guides the ship!
R.J. (after an uncomfortable pause): Right!
Dawn: R.J.'s never gonna notice me now!
Buffy: From what you said, I-Iím sure he already noticed you. I mean, what with the falling and the (Dawn squeaks and slams the door.) Spirit! Spirit. They said you were spirited, right?
Xander (to Buffy, about Dawn): Remember when she used to have a crush on me? I miss the much cuter ďmeĒ crush.
Dawn (to Buffy): Know what? Maybe I donít want advice from the Dysfunction Queen.
Xander: Iím just sayin'Ö once you get back the soul, doesnít that mean you start, like, picking up your own wet towels off the floor?
Willow: No, but maybe you start to feel really bad about leaving them there.
Xander (about the girl dancing with R.J.): Daddy like!
Buffy: What is that shirt made of paint?
(Willow's eyes go wide as she realizes...
Buffy: Iím glad Dawnie isnít here to see her precious boyfriend getting all thrusty with some slut-bag hussy (The hussy turns around - it's Dawn. Buffy goes slackjawed.) Oh.
Xander: Oh! Oh, no! Daddy no I wasnít when I was looking, I wasnítÖ oh, god!
Willow: Right there with ya!
Buffy: So do you have plans later? Or are you just going to go down to the docks, wait for the fleet to come in?
Dawn (startled and confused): What?
Buffy: Where do I start with the bad? First, you told me you were going to the library. Second, you do not go out on a date without informing me first. Third, Anna Nicole Smith thinks you look tacky.
Dawn: Oh my god! Iím the pushy queen of Slut Town!
R.J.: Hey, guy. Itís called knocking.
Xander: Iím sorry. Itís just checkout time was an hour ago, we were hoping to make up the bed. And also, itís a classroom, you chowderhead! Now get off the boy, Buffy. Weíre going home.
Willow: I have tried every anti-love spell spell I could find.
Anya: Even if you find the right one, the guy would probably just do an anti-anti-love spell spellÖ spell.
Willow: Buffy's not here. Go away!
R.J.: Are you sure?
Anya: No Buffy for you! Leave quickly now!
Anya: I looked into him and I saw his soul.
Willow: He was walking away, so, unless his soul is in his assÖ
Anya: A.J. is my best friend and my dearest darling.
Willow: Itís R.J.. And what you were picking up on was his deep caring and devotion to me!
Buffy: Willow, youíre a gay woman! And he... isnít.
Willow: This isnít about his physical presence! Itís about his heart.
Anya: His physical presence has a penis!
Xander: Will, honeyÖ R.J.ís a guy.
Willow: I did notice that, yeah! Itís why Iím doing my spell, because, you know, he doesnít have to be!
Buffy: You realize that Anyaís probably seducing R.J. even as we speak.
Willow: My god, you think so?
Buffy: Well, I wouldnít put it past her. Sheís recently evil, you know.
Willow: Well, so am I. Why should I miss out?
Buffy: This is the plan?! Youíre gonna steal R.J. by being trisected?!
Dawn: What am I gonna compete with you? Youíre older and hotter and have sex thatís rough and kill people! I donít have any of that stuff. But if I did this, then his whole life heíd know there was someone that loved him so much theyíd give up their life.
Dawn: And it would be true. Forever.
Buffy: No guy is worth your life, not ever.
Buffy: Xander, be honest. You didnít, you know, think about slipping that jacket on just a little bit?
Xander: I refuse to answer that on the grounds that it didnít fit.