Buffy (staking a vampire): And they say one person can't make a difference.

Buffy (about construction-working Xander): Very manly. Not at all Village People.

Anya: I love a ritual sacrifice.
Buffy: Not really a one of those.
Anya: To commemorate a past event you kill and eat an animal. A ritual sacrifice... with pie.

Anya: Soon he'll be sweating. I'm imagining having sex with him again.
Buffy: Imaginary Xander is quite the machine.

Xander (after falling into an old mission): I'm OK, I'm OK! ... Where am I OK?

Willow: It's a turvy-topsy world.

Buffy: It is a sham, but it's a sham with yams. It's a yam sham.
Willow: You're not gonna jokey-ryhme your way out of this.

Xander: You're a strange girlfriend.
Anya: I'm a girlfriend?
Xander: Um... there's a chance I'm delirious.

Willow: The coroner's office said she was missing an ear, so I'm thinking maybe we're looking for a witch. There's some great spells that work much better with an ear in the mix.
Buffy: That's one fun little hobby you got there, Will.

Buffy: It was pretty darn scary. It was more like a riot than a Ralphs. I thought I was going to have to use Slayer moves on this one woman who was completely hoarding the pumpkin pie filling.

Willow: Hey, and later we can churn our own butter and make sweaters out of sheep.

Willow (leaving Buffy and Riley alone): Look, they're selling coffee in coffee shop. Yum.

Willow (to Angel, muffled by his hand over her mouth): Evil! You're all evil again!

Harmony (to Spike): I'm powerful, and I'm beautiful, and I don't need you to complete me. And you're mean!

Giles: Yes, always behind on terms. I'm still trying not to refer to you lot as 'bloody colonials.'

Willow: You know, I don't think you want to help! You just want to slay the demon and go 'la, la, la.'

Willow: Angel? I saw him too.
Giles: That's not terribly stealthy of him.
Willow: I think he's lost his edge.

Giles: That's why I think we should all keep a level head at this.
Willow: And I happen to think that mine is the level head and yours is the one things would roll off of.

Spike: What part of 'help me!' do you not understand?
Buffy: The part where I help you.

Spike (on his implant): I'm saying that Spike had a little trip to the vet, and now he doesn't chase the other puppies anymore.

Spike (regarding Xander): Oh, leave that one! He looks like he's ready to drop any minute, and I think I can eat someone if he's already dead.

Buffy (trying to console the Indians): You can have casinos now!

Anya: So this is Angel. He's large and glowery, isn't he?

Angel: I'm not evil again. Why does everyone think that?
Willow: Angel's here to protect Buffy.
Angel: I haven't been evil for a long time!

Anya (about Angel): What's he like when he is evil?

Spike: A bear! You made a bear!
Buffy: I didn't mean to!
Spike: Undo it! Undo it!:

Willow: But at least we all worked together. It was like old times.
Xander: Yeah, especially with Angel being here and everything... Oops!