Willow: "What's it like where you are?"

Willow: "So, we're talking about a guy?"
Buffy: "Not exactly a guy. For us to have a conversation about a guy, there'd have to be a guy for us to have a conversation about. Is that a sentence?"

Willow: "What about Angel?"
Buffy: "Angel? I can just see him in a relationship. 'Hi, honey, you're in grave danger. I'll see you next month.'"

Cordelia: "Ouch! Please get your extreme oafishness off my two-hundred dollar shoes!"

Xander: "Y'know, hey, I don't know what everyone's talking about. That outfit doesn't make you look like a hooker!"

Xander: "That Cordelia is a regular breath of vile air."

Xander: "What are you vixens up to?"
Willow: "Just sitting here, watching our barren lives pass us by. Oh look, a cockroach."
Xander: "Whoa, well let's stop this crazy whirligig of fun. I'm dizzy."

Buffy: "It's late, I'm tired, and I don't wanna play games. Show yourself."

Angel: "Good dogs don't bite."

Buffy: "Angel, do you snore?"
Angel: "I don't know. It's been a long time since anyone's been in a position to let me know."

Xander: "Buffy, come on. Wake up and smell the seduction. It's the oldest trick in the book."
Buffy: "What, saving my life, getting slashed in the ribs?"
Xander: "Duh!"

Xander: "I once drank an entire gallon of gatorade without taking a breath."
Willow: "It was pretty impressive. Although later there was an ick factor."

Willow: "How is it you always know this stuff? You always know what's going on. I never know what's going on."
Giles: "Well, you weren't here from midnight until six researching it."
Willow: "No, I was sleeping."

Master: "I am weary and their deaths will bring me little joy. Of course, sometimes a little is enough."

Buffy: "Cool, crossbow! Check out these babies. Goodbye stakes, hello flying fatality! What can I shoot?"

Buffy: "'Hunk' can mean a lot of things, bad things!"

Buffy: "'A' doesn't even stand for Angel, for that matter. It stands for Achmed, a charming foreign exchange student."

Buffy: "Can a vampire ever be a good person? Couldn't it happen?"
Giles: "A vampire isn't a person at all. It may have the movements, the memories, even the personality of the person that it took over, but it's still a demon at the core, there is no halfway."
Willow: "So that'd be a no, huh?"

Xander: "You're in love with a vampire? What, are you out of your mind?"
Cordelia: "What?"
Xander: "Not vampire.... How could you love an umpire? Everyone hates 'em."

Cordelia: "Where did you get that dress? This is a one-of-a-kind Todd Oldham. Do you know how much this dress cost? Is this a knock-off? This is a knock-off, isn't it? Some cheesy knock-off. This is exactly what happens when you sign these free trade agreements."

Angel: "What's with the Catholic schoolgirl look? Last time I saw you, it was kimonos."

Darla: Is there anything better than a natural disaster?"

Xander: "I'm not saying anything. I have nothing to say."
Giles: "Does Angel have a tattoo behind his right shoulder?"
Buffy: "Yeah, it's a bird or somehing."
Xander: "Now I'm saying something. You saw him naked?"

Willow: "So he is a good vampire! I mean, on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being someone who's killing and maiming every night, and 1 being someone who's...not."

Buffy: "You want Xander, you've gotta' speak up, girl!"
Willow: "No, no, no, no. No speaking up. That way leads to madness and sweaty palms."

Willow: "Okay, so here's something I gotta know. When Angel kissed you...I mean before he turned into...how was it?"
Buffy: "Unbelievable!"

Willow: "It is kinda novel how he'll stay young and handsome forever, although you'll still get wrinkly and die, and...oh, and what about the children? I'll be quiet now."

Darla: "What do you want?"
Angel: "I want it finished."
Darla: "That's good. You're hurting me. That's good, too."

Joyce: "I know she's having trouble with history. Is it too difficult for her or is she not applying herself?"
Giles: "She lives very much in the now, and, history, of course, is very much about the then."

Buffy: "I know you're there. And I know what you are."
Angel: "Do you? I'm just an animal, right?"
Buffy: "You're not an animal. Animals I like."

Buffy: "I've killed a lot of vampires. I've never hated one before."

Buffy: "I invited you into my home and then you attacked my family!"
Angel: "Why not? I killed mine. I killed their friends... and their friend's children.... For a hundred years I offered ugly death to everyone I met, and I did it with a song in my heart."

Angel: "I fed on a girl your age. Beautiful. Dumb as a post."

Angel: "The elders conjured the perfect punishment for me. They restored my soul."
Buffy: "What, they were all out of boils and blinding torment?"

Angel: "I can walk like a man, but I'm not one. I wanted to kill you tonight."
Buffy: "Go ahead."
Angel: "..."
Buffy: "Not as easy as it looks."

Darla: "Do you know what the saddest thing in the world is?"
Buffy: "Bad hair on top of that outfit?"

Buffy: "You guys were involved?"
Darla: "For several generations."
Buffy: "Well, you been around since Columbus, you are bound to pile up a few ex's. You're older than him, right? Just between us girls, you are looking a little worn around the eyes."

Buffy aims her crossbow at Darla Darla: "Hmm, scary." She produces two pistols from behind her back, one in each hand. "Scarier!"

Darla: "So many body parts, so few bullets. Let's begin with the kneecaps. No fun dancing without them."

Darla: "Close, but no heart."

Darla: "C'mon, Buffy. Take it like a man!"

Xander: "Ah, the post-fumigation party."
Buffy: "Okay, so what's the difference between this and the pre- fumigation party?"
Xander: "Much hardier cockroaches."

Willow: "So, no word from Angel?"
Buffy: "Nah. It's weird, though. In his way I feel like he's still watching me."
Willow: "Well, in a way he sort of is. In the way of that he's right over there."