Dawn: You know, I'm not the shortest one here. I don't know why I had to be in the kid coffin.
Buffy: OK, first of all, I... I think it's great that you would come and talk to me about this. And second of all, you should know that there is nothing shameful about being gay. Nothing.
Josh: I-I know. It's just-I'm not positive, so, uh, I was thinking that... why don't you go on, uh, a date with me so I can be sure
Principal Wood: I kept telling everyone that he'd better sleep with one eye open 'cause I was gonna bust his ass. Well, I got suspended. Talk like that is taken pretty seriously where I come from.
Buffy: The hood?
Willow: Have you googled her yet?
Xander: Willow, she's 17.
Willow: It's a search engine.
Xander: Love poems?
Willow: I'm over you now, sweetie.
Buffy: You're asking my sister to the dance, and she's your second choice?
Buffy: Do you know why I came back to Sunnydale High?
Boy: To creep me out?
Cassie: She'll tell you. Someday she'll tell you.
Buffy: See? You can make a difference.
Cassie: And you will.
You can read Cassie's poems at the website:
http://www.geocities.com/newcassie/
