Laugh Lines, Love Lines

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Xander: First of all, what was with the acrobatics? How did that happen?
Oz: Wasn't Andy Hoelich on the gymnastics team?
Xander: That's right, he was! Cheater!

Xander: Okay, and the, uh, second problem I'm having...'Come and get it, Big Boy'?
Willow: Well... W-well, the Slayer always says a pun or-or a witty play on words, and I think it throws the vampires off, and, and it makes them *frightened* because I'm wisecracking. Okay, I didn't really have a chance to work on that one, but you try it every time.
Oz: Uh, if I may suggest: 'This time it's personal.' I mean, there's a reason why it's a classic.

Xander: I've always been amazed with how Buffy fought, but...in a way, I feel like we took her punning for granted.

Willow: Oh, I'm gonna be busy a lot. But, but only till 3:00, and that's when you usually get up.

Xander: I can't wait to see Cordelia. I can't believe I can't wait to see Cordelia.

Willow: I wonder what our first homework assignment's gonna be. Hey, you're excited over Cordelia, okay? We've all got issues.

Buffy: How did you find me here?
Angel: If I was blind, I would see you.

Buffy: Stay with me.
Angel: Forever. That's the whole point. I'll never leave. Not even if you kill me.

Buffy: We've got a peach pie. I can't guarantee there's a peach in it.

Willow: No, he got away. We still have some glitches in the system, like... vampires getting away. But I think we're improving.

Giles: For God's sake be careful. I mean, uh, I appreciate your efforts to keep the vampire population down until Buffy returns, but, uh... Well, if anything should happen to you and... you should be killed, I should take it somewhat amiss.
Willow: You'd be cranky?
Giles: Entirely.

Willow: Well, we try not to get killed. That's part of our whole mission statement. 'Don't get killed.'

Cordelia: He didn't meet anybody over the summer, did he? No, who's he gonna meet in Sunnydale, but monsters and stuff? But then again he's always been attracted to monsters.

Oz: Well, it's sort of a funny story. You remember when I didn't graduate?
Willow: Well, I know you had a lot of incompletes, but that's what summer school was for.
Oz:Yeah. Well, you remember when I didn't go?

Larry: If we can focus, keep discipline, and not have quite as many mysterious deaths, Sunnydale is gonna *rule*!

Willow: I'm trying to get to cute, really. But I'm still sorta stuck on 'strange'.
Oz: Well, I'd be willing to bargain down to 'eccentric' with an option on 'cool'.

Xander: And what makes this different from the last nine leads?
Giles: Well, there's a meal on this flight.
Xander: Look, I don't mean to poop the party here, it's just, you get your hopes all up, and then it's just a big fat raspberry, and I feel bad.

Oz: I don't know. I think we're kinda getting a rhythm down.
Xander: We're losing half the vamps.
Oz: Yeah, but... rhythmically.

Buffy: This'll probably go faster if we split up.
Lily: Can I come with you?
Buffy: Okay, where did I lose you on the whole splitting up thing?

Nurse: What are you doing?
Buffy: Breaking into your office and going through your private files.

Buffy: I don't want any trouble. I just want to be alone and quiet in a room with a chair and a fireplace and a tea cozy. I don't even know what a tea cozy is, but I want one. Instead, I keep getting trouble, which I am more than willing to share.

Xander: You don't hide. You're bait. Go act baity.

Cordelia: What's the plan?
Xander: The vampire attacks you.
Cordelia: And then what?
Xander: The vampire kills you. We watch, we rejoice.

Buffy: You know, I just... I woke up, and I looked in the mirror, and I thought, hey, what's with all the sin? I need to change. I'm... I'm dirty. I'm, I'm bad with the... sex and the envy and that, that loud music us kids listen to nowadays. W...Oh, I just suck at undercover.

Buffy: I'm Buffy. The Vampire Slayer. And you are...?

Ken: That... was not... permitted.
Buffy: Yeah, but it was fun.

Buffy: Hey, Ken, wanna see my impression of Gandhi?
Lily: Gandhi?
Buffy: Well, you know, if he was really pissed off.