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Blood Ties  

Buffy: Look, I know mom wants to gather and make with the merry tomorrow night, but with everything going on -
Willow: -- this is exactly what you need! A twentieth birthday party with presents and funny hats and candles you can't blow out! Those used to scare me.
Tara: Me too!

Anya: I can help with the research. I know way more about demon dimensions than Giles. Well I do.

Buffy: If Glory found out you knew where it was - I didn't want to put you in that kind of danger.
Xander: As opposed to the other kind we're always in?

Giles: I'm not sure our basic work-out is challenging you anymore. Perhaps we should make it harder.
Buffy: You always think harder is better. Maybe next time I patrol, I should carry bricks and use a stake made out of butter.

Buffy: How was school today?
Dawn: The usual. A big square building filled with boredom and despair.
Buffy: Just how I remember it.

Dawn: I think you're just freaking out 'cuz you have to fight someone prettier than you. That's the big crisis, isn't it?
Buffy: Dawn, Glory is powerful, evil and is no way prettier than me.

Willow: See? Just what you needed.
Buffy: You are very, very wise. Now gimmie gimmie gimmie!

Buffy: Pretty! Thank you!
Tara: We thought you'd get a lot of crossbows and other killy stuff.
Willow: So we figured, less killy, more frilly.
Anya: It's lovely! I wish it was mine! Oh like you weren't all thinking the same thing.
Giles: I'm fairly certain I wasn't.

Xander: Me? Me not weird.

Dawn: Jeez! Lurk much?
Spike: Wasn't lurking - I was standing about. It's a whole different vibe.

Spike: Shouldn't you be tucked away in your beddy-bye, all warm and safe where nothing can eat you?
Dawn: Is that supposed to scare me?
Spike: Little tremble wouldn't hurt.
Dawn: Sorry, it's just - come on. I'm badder than you.
Spike: Are not.
Dawn: Am too.

Dawn: You know how to do that or not?
Spike: Give us a sec. I usually just burst through doors - That's right. Who's bad now?

Buffy: I wasn't really expecting one. No contact with civilians. I'm sure there's a code name for it. Like "radio silence." It's "greeting card silence."

Buffy: Maybe it's time for a new tradition: birthdays without boyfriends. It can be just as fun.
Willow: Preaching to the choir, here, baby.

Spike: She probably would have skipped off anyway, even if she never found out. She's not just a blob of energy - she's also a fourteen-year-old hormone bomb. Which one's screwing her up more right now? Spin the bloody wheel. You'll find her, just in the nick of time. That's what you hero types do. You'll find her.

Glory: Oh hey! We were just talking about you!
Buffy: Conversation's over, Hellbitch.

Spike: I thought you said this skank was tough?
Glory: If he wakes up, tell your boyfriend to watch his mouth.
Buffy: He's! Not! My! BOYFRIEND!

Giles: That's an incredibly dangerous spell for an adept at your level.
Willow: Yep. Won't be trying that one again soon.

Dawn: Is she mad? About the fire?
Buffy: I think you sort of have a get out of jail free card, on account of big love and trauma.
Dawn: Really? Okay... Good. Think she'd raise my allowance?
Buffy: Don't push it.

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