Xander: So, did you see?
Andrew: I-I was scared. I'm sorry.
Xander: Did you see what happened? I mean, was she...
Andrew: She was incredible. She died saving my life.
Xander: That's my girl. Always doin' the stupid thing.
Giles: [playing a board game] I used to be a highly respected watcher, and now I'm a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily. I just wish I could sleep.
Dawn: What kind of person could sleep on a night like this?
Xander: [strokes the sleeping Anya's head] Only the crazy ones.
Buffy: So, what do you guys wanna do tomorrow?
Willow: Nothing strenuous.
Xander: Well, mini-golf is always the first thing that comes to mind.
Giles: I think we can do better than that.
Buffy: I was thinking about shopping. As per usual.
Willow: Oh. There's an Arden B. in the new mall.
Xander: Oh, good. I could use a few items.
Giles: Well, now aren't we gonna discuss this? Save the world or go to the mall?
Buffy: I'm having a wicked shoe craving.
Xander: Aren't you on the patch?
Willow: Those never work.
Giles: And here I am, invisible to the eye, not having any vote.
Xander: See, I need a new look. It's this whole eye patch thing.
Buffy: Oh, you could go with full black secret agent look.
Willow: Or the puffy shirt, pirate slash...
Giles: The Earth is *definitely* doomed.
Buffy: I'm cookie dough. I'm not done baking. I'm not finished becoming who ever the hell it is I'm gonna turn out to be. I make it through this, and the next thing, and the next thing, and maybe one day, I turn around and realize I'm ready. I'm cookies. And then, you know, if I want someone to eat m- or enjoy warm, delicious, cookie me, then that's fine. That'll be then. When I'm done.
Angel: Any thoughts on who might enjoy - Do I have to go with the cookie analogy?
Buffy: I'm not really thinking that far ahead. That's kind of the point.
Angel: I'll go start working on the second front. Make sure I don't have to use it.
[starts to leave]
Buffy: Angel. I do. Sometimes, think that far ahead.
Angel: Sometimes is something.
Buffy: Be a long time coming. Years, if ever.
Angel: I ain't gettin' any older.
Buffy: So here's the part where you make a choice. What if you could have that power, now? In every generation, one Slayer is born, because a bunch of men who died thousands of years ago made up that rule. They were powerful men. This woman is more powerful than all of them combined. So I say we change the rule. I say my power, should be *our* power. Tomorrow, Willow will use the essence of this scythe to change our destiny. From now on, every girl in the world who might be a Slayer, will be a Slayer. Every girl who could have the power, will have the power. Can stand up, will stand up. Slayers, every one of us. Make your choice. Are you ready to be strong?
[Buffy has just sliced Caleb in two from the crotch up just as Angel revives from being hit on the head by Caleb]
Angel: Okay, now I'm pissed! Where is he?
Buffy: He had to split.
[preparing to face the onslaught of übervamps]
Anya: Oh, God. I'm terrified. I-I didn't think - I mean, I - I just figured you'd be terrified, and I would be sarcastic about it.
Andrew: Picture happy things. A lake, candycanes, bunnies...
Anya: [enraged] Bunnies! Floppy, hoppy, bunnies!
Buffy: You know, one of these days, I'm just gonna put the two of you in a room and let you wrestle it out.
Spike: [rifling through an empty cigarette pack] No problem at this end.
[throws away the pack]
Buffy: [her eyes widen with excitement] There could be oil of some kind involved.
Spike: So where's tall, dark, and forehead?
Buffy Summers: Let me guess... you can smell him?
Spike: No, i used my enhanced vampire eyeballs to watch you kissing him.
Buffy Summers: It was a... hello
Spike: Most people don't use their tongues to say hello... or I guess the but...
Willow: Did you find out anything about the scythe?
Buffy: It slices, dices, and makes julienne preacher.
Buffy: I cut him in half.
Willow: All right!
Anya: He had that coming.
Xander: Hey, party in my eye socket, and everyone's invited.
[everyone stares at Xander]
Xander: Sometimes I shouldn't say words.
Buffy: I hate this. I hate being here. I hate that you have to be here. I hate that there's evil and that I was chosen to fight it. I wish a whole lot of the time that I hadn't been. I know a lot of you wish I hadn't been, either. This isn't about wishes. This is about choices. I believe we can beat this evil. Not when it comes. Not when its army is ready. Now. Tomorrow morning, I'm opening the seal. I'm going down into the Hellmouth and I am finishing this once and for all. Right now, you're asking yourself what makes this different. What makes us anything more than a bunch of girls being picked off one by one? It's true. None of you have the power that Faith and I do. So here's the part where you make a choice.
Andrew: We will defend it with our very lives.
Anya: Yes, we will defend it with his very life.
Xander: And don't be afraid to use him as a human shield.
Anya: Good. Yes. Thanks.
Angel: I started it, the whole having a soul, before it was all the cool new thing.
Buffy: Oh, my god. Are you twelve?
[Dawn kicks Buffy in the shin]
[Buffy looks at Xander]
Xander: Don't look at me. This is a Summers' thing. It's all very violent.
Buffy: [glares at Dawn] If you get killed, I'm telling.
Spike: Most people don't use their tongues to say hello. Or I guess they do, but...
Spike: [to Buffy] Gotta move, lamb. Think it's fair to say, school's out for bloody summer.
Buffy: I just realized something, something that really never occurred to me before. We're gonna win.
Anya: Come on, let's go assemble the cannon fodder.
Xander: That's not what we're calling 'em, sweetie.
Anya: Not to their faces. What am I, insensitive?
Angel: I'm gettin' the brush off for Captain Peroxide. It doesn't necessarily bring out the champion in me.
Buffy: You're not getting the brush off. A-Are you just going to come here and go all Dawson on me every time I have a boyfriend?
Angel: Aha! Boyfriend.
Buffy: He's not. But he is in my heart.
Angel: That'll end well.
Buffy: What was the highlight of our relationship? When you broke up with me or when I killed you?
Faith: It's pretty radical, B.
Giles: It's a lot more than that. Buffy, what you said, it-it-it flies in the face of everything we've ever - every generation has ever done in the fight against evil. I think it's bloody brilliant.
Buffy: You mean that?
Giles: If you want my opinion.
Andrew: I just wanna say how proud I am to die for this very special cause with you guys. There's some, um - There's people I'd like to thank, both good and evil. Um, a shout out to my brother, Tucker, who gave me the inspiration to summon demons and also...
Anya: Nobody cares, you little monkey.
Dawn: We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side.
Xander: All those shops, gone. The Gap, Starbucks, Toys "R" Us. Who will remember all those landmarks unless we tell the world of them?
Buffy: [as The First] Oh no... Ow! Mommy, this mortal wound is all... itchy. You pulled a nice trick. You came pretty close to smacking me down. What more do you want?
Buffy: [through gritted teeth] I want you
Buffy: to get out of my face.
Buffy Summers: Good, good. I haven't had quite enough jealous vampire crap for one night.
Spike: [about Angel] He wears lifts, you know.
Buffy Summers: You know, one of these days I'm just going to put you two in a room and let you wrassle it out.
Spike: No problem on this end.
Buffy Summers: There could be oil of some kind involved.
[last line of the series]
Dawn: Yeah, Buffy? What are we gonna do now?
[playing Dungeon's and Dragons]
Giles: I used to be a highly respected Watcher, and now I'm a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily.
Caleb: [as the First] I will overrun this earth. And when my army outnumbers the humans on this earth... the scales will tip, and I will be made flesh.
Buffy Summers: Talk on. I'm not afraid of you.
Caleb: Then why aren't you asleep in your dead lover's arms? 'Cause he can't help you. Nor Faith. Nor your friends. Certainly not your wanna-slay brigade. None of those girlies will ever know real power unless you're dead. Now, you know the drill.
[the First transforms from Caleb into Buffy]
Buffy Summers: [as the First] Into every generation, a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world. She alone will have the strength and skill to... There's that word again. What you are. How you'll die... alone. Where's your snappy comeback?
Buffy Summers: You're right.
Buffy Summers: [as the First] Hmm. Not your best.
Giles: I'll go dig up my sources - quite literally, actually. One or two people I have to speak to are dead.
Angel: I got coverage on the whole thing. It's very gripping. Needs a third act.
Buffy: You have to leave L.A.
Buffy: Okay, how many times do I have to kill you? Ballpark figure.
Angel: Has a purifying power or cleansing power - possibly scrubbing bubbles.
Andrew Wells: [about Anya] She died saving my life.
Xander Harris: That's my girl. Always doing the stupid thing.
Kennedy: I'll be with you to keep you grounded.
Willow: Yeah, well you might have to keep me "stab-ded" if I go to the bad place.
Kennedy: You're saying I might have to kill you?
Willow: I am.
Kennedy: Bite me!
Willow: I will. I mean... I do... mean it.
Willow: This goes beyond anything I've ever done. It' a total loss of control, and not in a nice, wholesome, "my girlfriend has a pierced tongue" kinda way.
Willow: The darkest place I've ever been, this is what lies beyond that. This is too important for me...
Kennedy: Buffy believes in you.
Willow: You know, Buffy, sweet girl, not that bright.
Kennedy: Hey, I'm the first one to call her out when she's not making sense. In fact, this may have escaped your keen notice, but, I'm kind of a brat. I've always sort of gotten my way. So, you're gonna make it through this no matter how dark it gets, because, now, you're my way.
Faith: That's assuming they get past us.
Principal Robin Wood: Which, no offense, I am.
Faith: Come on, you gotta have a little faith.
Principal Robin Wood: [under his breath] I think I've had my share, thanks.
Faith: Well, I trundled right into that one, didn't I? Look, I'm sorry if it seemed like I was blowing you off the other day. I was just trying to, you know, blow you off.
Principal Robin Wood: Yeah, you know what, I figured that one out all by myself.
Caleb: [as The First] But then, you do have an army of your own. Some thirty-odd pimply-faced girls, don't know the pointy end of a stake. Maybe I should call this off.