Andrew: I'm with him. Keep the chatter down! Or, speak up so I can hear you. I'm bored. Episode 1 bored.
Rona: Um...why is that guy tied to a chair?
Xander: The question you'll soon be asking is, "Why isn't he gagged?"
Torg: Three, but who's counting. You broke my heart, Anyanka.
Anya: Don't be so dramatic, Torg. You don't even have a heart. Six spleens, two stomachs, half a brain maybe, but no heart.
Anya: It was one date. And it wasn't even a date. We just happened to be invited to the same massacre, and - and you hit on me after I had a few...
Torg: I remember, you wore pink.
Anya: Those were entrails.
Torg: Ugh, please, you're human. The way you look now, I wouldn't touch you for all the kittens in Korea.
Anya: You're rejecting my offer of sexual bribery? What am I, a leper in this town? I can't even give it away!
Andrew: Ow! Watch it! That's my joystick hand.
Xander: I'm not gonna touch that one.
Giles: I refuse to believe that. There must be some way to destroy it.
Beljoxa's Eye: What, am I talking to myself here? There's no way.
Beljoxa's Eye: The eye sees not the future, only the truth of the now and before.
Anya: Yes, we've all got that - it's called memory. Can you help us out with something a little bit more demony?
Beljoxa's Eye: The First Evil did not cause the disruption, only seized upon it to extinguish the lives of the chosen forever.
Giles: Then what has caused the disruption? What - what is responsible for letting this happen?
Beljoxa's Eye: The Slayer.
Willow: Facing my fear. I'm facing my fear. Hear that, Fear? I'm facing you.
Kennedy: How's evil taste?
Willow: A little chalky.
Giles: It's not because she died. The Beljoxa's Eye was quite clear about that in its enigmatic way. It's because she lives. Again. Buffy's not responsible for that.
Anya: Oh. Oh. Willow and me and Xander and Tara. We're the ones who brought Buffy back. We're - we're the reason The First is here, the reason those girls were murdered. No, it's our fault. The world would've been better off if Buffy had just stayed dead.
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