Buffy: Dawn, listen to me. Listen. I love you. I will *always* love you. But this is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles... tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay. And give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world... is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.
Ben: Can you move?
Ben: Need a... a minute. She could've killed me.
Giles: No, she couldn't. Never. And sooner or later, Glory will reemerge and make Buffy pay for that mercy, and the world with her. Buffy even knows that, and still she couldn't take a human life. She's a hero, you see. She's not like us.
Buffy: We're not all gonna make it. You know that.
Spike: Yeah. Hey, always knew I'd go down fightin'.
Buffy: I'm counting on you... to protect her.
Spike: Till the end of the world. Even if that happens to be tonight.
Spike: I know you'll never love me.
[Buffy turns to look at him]
Spike: I know that I'm a monster, but you treat me like a man, and that's...
[she gazes at him without speaking]
Spike: Get your stuff, I'll be here.
[Standing before the gang as they prepare to leave to fight evil hell-goddess Glory]
Buffy: Remember: The ritual starts, we all die; and I'll kill anyone who comes near Dawn.
[turns and leaves the room]
Spike: Well, not exactly the St. Crispin's Day speech, was it?
Giles: [picking up remaining weapons] We few, we happy few...
Spike: ...we band of buggered.
Xander: Hey, I happen to be...
Spike: A glorified bricklayer?
Xander: I'm also a swell bowler.
Anya: Has his own shoes.
Spike: The gods themselves do tremble.
Spike: You don't come near the girl, Doc.
Doc: I don't smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?
Spike: I made a promise to a lady.
[as the group ponders how to stop Glory]
Anya: Okay, but I'm still not hearing enough ideas. She's a God, let's think outside the box.
Spike: Why don't you go think outside the bleeding box.
Giles: Yes, Anya. Apart from your incredibly uninfectious enthusiasm have you anything else to contribute?
Anya: The Dagon Sphere.
Anya: When Buffy first met Glory she found that magical, glowy sphere that was meant to repel Glory. We've got it in the basement. It might drive her away or hurt her. Oh. And Olaf the troll god's enchanted hammer. You wanna fight a god, use the weapon of a god.
Spike: Nah, that thing's too heavy to...
[Buffy easily picks up the hammer]
Spike: Yeah, good.
Buffy: I like this. Thanks.
Anya: Here to help. Wanna live.
Spike: Blood is life, lack-brain. Why do you think we eat it? It's what keeps you going. Makes you warm. Makes you hard. Makes you other than dead.
Glory: Wow, the Slayer's a robot. Did everybody else know the Slayer was a robot?
Buffy: [from behind] Glory.
[attacks her with Olaf's hammer]
Buffy: You're not the brightest god in the heavens, are you?
[after slaying a vampire in an alley]
Buffy: Wow. Been a long while since I met one who didn't know me.
[to a vampire in an alley]
Buffy: You ever heard the expression, "biting off more than you can chew?"
[he shakes his head]
Buffy: Okay. Um, how 'bout the expression, "Vampire Slayer?"
Vampire: What the hell you talkin' about?
Buffy: Wow, never heard that one. Okay, how about, "Oh, God, my leg, my leg?"
[he attacks her and she breaks his leg]
Vampire: Oh, God, my leg!
Buffy: See, now we're communicating.
Buffy: This is how many apocalypses for us now?
Giles: Oh, uh, well, six at least. Feels like a hundred.
Buffy: I've always stopped them. Always won.
Buffy: I sacrificed Angel to save the world. I loved him so much. But I knew, what was right. I don't have that anymore. I don't understand. I don't know how to live in this world, if these are the choices. If everything just gets stripped away. I don't see the point. I just wish that- I just wish my mom was here.
Buffy: The spirit guide told me, that death is my gift. I guess that means a Slayer really is just a killer after all.
Giles: I think you're wrong about that.
Buffy: It doesn't matter. If Dawn dies, I'm done with it. I'm quitting.
Anya: It's an omen! It's a higher power trying to tell me through bunnies that we're all gonna die! Oh god!
Anya: You're proposing to me 'cause we're gonna die. And-and you think it's romantic and sexy and-and you know you're not gonna have to go through with it 'cause the world's gonna end.
Xander: I'm proposing to you, Anya, because it's not.
Xander: [the gang comes upon an extremely large tower] Shpadoinkle!
Buffy: Come on. Say it. We're "bloody well" talking about this! Tell me to kill my sister.
Xander: I think we're gonna get through this. I think I'm gonna live a long, and silly life, and I'm not interested in doing that without you around.
Anya: Oh. Okay.
Anya: Yes. I mean, yes. No.
Anya: After. Give it to me when the world doesn't end.