Xander: And they burst in, rescuing us, without even knocking? I mean, this is really all their fault.
Buffy: Your logic does not resemble our Earth logic.
Xander: Mine is much more advanced.
Willow: Isn't he gonna poof?
Buffy: I guess these guys don't. We'll have to bury him or something. Ohh, makes you appreciate vamps, though. No fuss, no muss.
Willow: At least tomorrow's Monday, another school day.
Buffy: Well, that's good. You know, focus on school. That's the strong Willow way to heal.
Willow: Actually, I was more thinking Oz will be there, and I can beg for forgiveness.
Xander: Excuse me, I need to be both giving and receiving of mirth. Is it too much to ask for a little back-up?
Buffy: I'm here for you, Xand. I'm support-o-gal.
Willow: It's true - Cordelia belongs to the justified camp. She should make us pay. And pay, and pay, and pay... In fact, there's just not enough pay for what...
Xander: Look, you want to do guilt-a-palooza, fine.
Xander: Behold the beauty that is now. Who's with me?
Buffy: Actually, he's making sense. We're young and free in America. How dare we be spun by love, or the lack of same?
Willow: Absolutely. It's self-indulgent. I'm in. I'm on the joy train.
Buffy: That didn't work. Who wants chocolate?
Cordelia: You're right. I just... Well, I bumped my head yesterday, and I keep forgetting stuff. Not that I care, but Xander Harris, he's miserable, right? And that Willow freak he hangs with, not even a blip on the radar screen, right?
Harmony: Well, yeah. They're dead.
Xander: Buffy? The Slayer?
Cordelia: No! Buffy the dog-faced girl! Duh! Who do you think I'm talking about?
Cordelia: What's up with you two and the leather?
Cordelia: No. No! No way! I wish us into Bizarro Land, and you guys are still together?! I cannot win!
Willow: Hmm, Buffy. Ooh, scary.
Xander: Someone has to talk to her people. That name is striking fear in nobody's hearts.
Larry: Okay. The entire world sucks because some dead ditz made a wish? I just, I just want it clear.
Buffy: World is what it is. We fight, we die. Wishing doesn't change that.
Giles: I have to believe in a better world.
Buffy: Go ahead. I have to live in this one.
Giles: Cordelia said she knew that I was meant to be your Watcher. She said she knew you.
Buffy: She's probably just a big fan.
Buffy: I don't play well with others. Now, I'm gonna ask you this once, and then I'm gonna get testy.
Angel: The Master rose. He let me live...to punish me. I kept hoping maybe you'd come. My destiny.
Buffy: Is this a get-in-my-pants thing? You guys in Sunnydale talk like I'm the Second Coming.
Anyanka: You trusting fool! How do you know the other world is any better than this?
Giles: Because it has to be.
