- [last lines]
- Xander Harris: [to Anya] I've gotta say something, 'cause I don't think I've made it clear... I'm in love with you... Powerfully, painfully in love. The things you do. The way you think. The way you move... I get excited every time I'm about to see you... You make me feel like I've never felt before in my life... Like a man... I just thought you might wanna know.
- Spike: [to Riley about Buffy] Sometimes I envy you so much it chokes me... And sometimes I think I got the better deal... To be that close to her and not have her. To be all alone even when you're holding her... feeling her, feeling her beneath you... surrounding you, the scent. No. You got the better deal.
- Xander Harris: You got burned with Angel, and then Riley shows up.
- Buffy Summers: I *know* the story, Xander.
- Xander Harris: But you missed the point... You shut down, Buffy. And you've been treating Riley like the rebound guy... when he's the one that comes along once in a lifetime... He's never held back with you. He's risked everything. And you're about to let him fly because you don't like ultimatums...? If he's not the guy, if what he needs from you just isn't there, let him go. Break his heart and make it a clean break... But if you really think you can love this guy... I'm talking scary, messy, no-emotions-barred need... If you're ready for that... then think about what you're about to lose.
- Buffy Summers: [about Riley] I mean, I thought he was... dependable.
- Xander Harris: Dependable? What is he, State Farm?
- Anya: I can just hear you in private. "I dislike that Anya. She's newly human, and strangely literal". That's very humorous. Make fun of the ex-demon. I can just hear you in private, "I dislike that Anya. She's newly human and strangely literal."
- Willow Rosenberg: What? I don't say that. No one says that. No one talks that way.
- Dawn Summers: It's okay. You guys don't have to make a big deal for me. I'm only sleeping over here so Buffy and Riley can boink.
- Xander: No. No, that's not, that's not it at all. They just need time to, um, be tender. Relax.
- Anya: He's not very convincing, is he?
- Spike: Look at you. All afraid I'm hot for your honey.
- Riley Finn: Because you are.
- Spike: Well... yeah. But that's not your problem. Even if I wasn't in the picture, you're never gonna be able to hold onto her.
- Spike: Ah, come on. You're not the long-haul guy and you know it.
- Riley Finn: Shut up.
- Spike: You know it, or else you wouldn't be getting suck jobs from two-bit vampire trulls... The girl needs some monster in her man... and that's not in your nature... No matter how low you try to go.
- Anya: We have to see the chimp playing hockey. That's hilarious. The ice is so slippery, and-and monkeys are all irrational. We have to see this.
- Anya: I'm sorry, Willow. Thank you for making time in your busy life to come in here and get in the way of mine.
- Xander: Anya, play nice.
- Anya: You know, fine. Take her side instead of mine, even though I'm the one who sleeps with you, and feeds you, bathes you...
- Willow: [looking disturbed] She bathes you?
- Xander: Only in an erotic, Penthouse-y way, not in a sponge-bath-y, geriatric sort of...
- Rupert Giles: Please, stop! I beg of you.
- Dawn Summers: When I was younger, I used to put my chopsticks in my mouth, like this, and then Buffy would chase me around the house yelling, "I am the Slayer! I'm going to get you!"
- Anya: That's disturbing. You're emotionally scarred and will end up badly.
- Dawn Summers: No, it was great. I mean, she didn't actually stake me in the heart, you know.
- Xander Harris: Buffy's pretty cool like that.
- Anya: I've been very good for this store. If it wasn't for me, Giles would be a terrified old man staring at a quarterly tax statement and wetting himself.
- Rupert Giles: I say, *that's* an exaggeration.
- Anya: Oh, who ordered more chicken's feet? The ones we have aren't moving at all.
- Xander Harris: That's generally what happens when you cut them off the chicken.
- Anya: I'm serious. Maybe we could do a holiday promotion. One free with every purchase.
- Rupert Giles: Oh, yeah. Dear holiday memories. Merry tykes by the fire enjoying their new Christmas chicken feet.
- Willow Rosenberg: Aw, holding them tight as they fall asleep. Painting their little toenails.
- [first lines]
- [in waiting room during Joyce's surgery]
- Rupert Giles: Just me. Sorry... Can I get you anything?
- Buffy Summers: No. Thank you.
- Rupert Giles: Riley?
- Riley Finn: No, I'm fine.