Xander: "Would you, um... date me? Oh that's good! Date me! It's terrible, right?"
Willow: "Huh? Oh, no! Oh, yes, 'date me' is silly."

Xander: "You know, Buffy, Spring Fling just isn't any dance. It's a time for students to choose, um, a mate and then we can...observe their...mating rituals and tag them before they migrate. Just kill me!

Xander: "I'm ready. I wanna do it now. I gotta do it now."
Willow: "Oh, Buffy's not here. You can practice on me some more."

Master: "Yes, yes! Shake, earth! This is a sign. We are in the final days. My time is come! Glory, glory! What do you think? 5.1?"

Buffy: "How you doing there, Giles? Get much sleep last night?"
Giles: "I've been working."
Buffy: "Me, too. I went hunting last night, and it is awfully sweet of you to ask."

Buffy: "Giles, care. I'm putting my life on the line battling the undead. Look, I broke a nail, okay? I'm wearing a press-on. The least you could do is exhibit some casual interest. You could go, 'hmm'."
Giles: "Hmm?"

Buffy: "Fine. That's okay. I can't put it off any longer. I have to meet my terrible fate."
Giles: "What?!"
Buffy: "Biology."

Buffy: "Wow, that was boring."
Xander: "I don't feel that 'boring' covers it."
Buffy: "No, 'boring' falls short."
Willow: "Even I was bored, and I'm a science nerd."
Buffy: "Don't say that."
Willow: "I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in, right?"
Xander: "Willow, don't you have a thing?"
Willow: "A thing? The thing...that I have...which is a thing...that I have to go to. See you later!"
Buffy: "What on Earth is her deal?"
Xander: "Oh, she's Willow."

Xander: "Buffy, I want you to go to the dance with me. You and me. On a date."
Buffy: "I don't know what to say."
Xander: "Well, you're not laughing. That's a good start."

Xander: "We've fought some bloodsucking fiends, and that's all been a good time. But I want more."

Xander: "I guess a guy's gotta be undead to make time with you."

Xander: "I don't handle rejection well. Funny, considering all the practice I've had, huh?"

Cordelia: "Willow, I really like your outfit!"
Willow: "No, you don't."
Cordelia: "No, I really don't, but I need a favor."

Willow: "How'd it go?"
Xander: "On a scale of 1 to 10? It sucked!"
Willow: "Oh."
Xander: "Well, I guess it could be worse. I could have gangrene on my face."

Xander: "The deal's done, the polls are in, and it's time for my concession speech."

Xander: "That's okay. I don't wanna go. I'm just gonna go home, lie down, and listen to country music. The music of pain."

Buffy: "So that's it, huh? I remember the drill. One Slayer dies, next one's called. Wonder who she is. Will you train her? Or will they send someone else?"
Giles: "Buffy, I...."
Buffy: "They say how he's gonna kill me? Do you think it'll hurt?"
Tears are flowing freely from her eyes. Angel tries to hug her, but she puts up her hands and quickly steps away.
Buffy: "Don't touch me! (to Giles) Were you even gonna tell me?"
Giles: "I was hoping that I wouldn't have to. That there was... some way around it."
Buffy: "I've got a way around it. I quit!"
Angel: "It's not that simple."
Buffy: "I'm making it that simple! I quit! I resign, I-I'm fired, you can find someone else to stop the Master from taking over!"
Giles: "I'm not sure that anyone else can. All the... the signs indicate--"
Buffy: "The signs? (throws a book at him) READ ME THE SIGNS! (throws another one) TELL ME MY FORTUNE! YOU'RE SO USEFUL SITTING HERE WITH ALL YOUR BOOKS! YOU'RE REALLY A LOTTA HELP!"
Giles: "No, I don't suppose I am."
Angel: "I know this is hard."
Buffy: "What do you know about this? You're never gonna die!"
Angel: "You think I want anything to happen to you? Do you think I could stand it? We just gotta figure out a way--"
Buffy: "I already did. I quit, remember? Pay attention!"
Giles: "Buffy, if the Master rises..."
Buffy: (yanks the cross from her neck) "I don't care! (calms down) I don't care. Giles, I'm sixteen years old. I don't wanna die."

Buffy: "You and me, a mother-daughter thing. We can talk about all the embarrassing things you love to bring up."

Buffy: "No, I can't go to the dance."
Joyce: "Says who? Is it written somewhere?"

Buffy: "Then what happened?"
Joyce: "I met your father."
Buffy: "He didn't have a date either?"
Joyce: "He did. And that's a much funnier story that you will not get to hear."

Buffy: "And you had your whole life ahead of you."
Joyce: "Yeah."
Buffy: "Must be nice."

Cordelia: "You don't understand. I'm not mad. He totally flaked on me. On me! And I don't even care. God help me, I think it's cute. Oh! There they are. They're watching cartoons. That's so cu--that's not cute. That's annoying. I'm annoyed."
Willow: "Right. I'm furious."

Cordelia: "Obviously, Kevin has underestimated the power of my icy stare."

Ms. Calendar: "Okay, so this Master guy tried to open the Hellmouth. But he got stuck in it, and now all the signs are reading that he's gonna get out, which opens the Hellmouth, which brings the demons, which ends the world."
Giles: "Yes. That about sums it up, yes."
Ms. Calendar: "The part that gets me, though, is where Buffy is the Vampire Slayer. She's so little."

Ms. Calendar: "That's kinda warm and fuzzy for a message of doom."

Giles: "I've made up my mind."
Buffy: "So have I."
Giles: "I made up my mine first! I'm older and wiser than you, and just...just do what you're told for once! Alright?"
Buffy: "That's not how it goes. I'm the Slayer."
Giles: "I don't care what the books say. I defy prophecy, and I am going. There's nothing you can say will change my mind."
Buffy: "I know."

Giles: "We stay calm, first thing."
Xander: "Calm?"
Willow: "I think he's right."
Xander: "I'm sorry, calm may work for Locutus of the Borg here, but I'm freaked out, and I intend to stay that way."

Xander: "How could you let her go?"
Giles: "As the soon-to-be-purple area on my jaw will attest, I did not LET her go!"

Ms. Calendar: "Uh, I'm sorry to bring this up, but we also have an apocalypse to worry about."
Xander: "Do you mind?"
Willow: "How come she's in the club?"

Xander: "How can I say this clearly? I don't like you. At the end of the day, I pretty much think you're a vampire. But Buffy's got this big old yen for you. She thinks you're a real person. And right now I need you to prove her right."
Angel: "You love her."
Xander: "Don't you?"

Master: "Welcome."
Buffy: "Thanks for having me. Youknow, you really ought to talk to your contractor. Looks like you got some water damage."
Master: "Oh, good. The feeble banter portion of the fight."

Xander: "You were looking at my neck."
Angel: "What?"
Xander: "You were checking out my neck. I saw that."
Angel: "No, I wasn't."
Xander: "Just keep your distance, pal."
Angel: "I wasn't looking at your neck."
Xander: "I told you to eat before we left."

Master: "You still don't understand your part in all this, do you? You are not the hunter. You are the lamb."

Buffy: "You know, for someone who's all powerful, you sure do like to hide."

Master: "By the way, I really like your dress."

Ms. Calendar: "Why are they coming here?"
Willow: "Not caring!"

Willow: "We've gotta get to the library!"
Cordelia: "Library! Great!"
Willow: "Of course, we generally walk there."

Buffy: "Oh, look, a bad guy." (whap! thud)

Cordelia: "See how you like it!"

Master: "You're dead!"
Buffy: "I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you."

Master: "You were destined to die! It was written!"
Buffy: "What can I say? I flunked the written."

Master: "Did you really think you could best me here when you couldn't below?"
Buffy: "You have fruit punch mouth."
Master: "What?"

Buffy: "Save the hypnosis crap for the tourists."

Master: "Where are your jibes now? Will you laugh when my Hell is on Earth?"
Buffy: "You're that amped about Hell? Go there!"

Giles: "Buffy?"
Buffy: "Oh, sorry. It's just...been a really weird day."
Xander: "Yeah, Buffy died and everything."
Willow: "Wow, harsh."
Giles: "I should have known that wouldn't stop you."
Miss Calendar: "Well, what do we do now?"
Giles: "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd like to get out of this place. I don't like the library very much anymore."
Xander: "Hey, I hear there's a dance at the Bronze tonight. Could be fun."
Cordelia: "Yeah!"
Willow: "Buffy?"
Buffy: "Sure. We saved the world, I say we party. I mean, I got all pretty."
Miss Calendar: "What about him?"
Buffy: "He's not going anywhere. Loser."

Angel:"By the way, I really like your dress."
Buffy:"Yeah, Yeah, a big hit with everyone."