Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV Series)

Dead Man's Party (1998)

Sarah Michelle Gellar: Buffy Summers

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Quotes 

• Buffy Summers : As if I even could've gone to you, Xander. You made your feelings about Angel and I perfectly clear.

  Xander Harris : Look, I'm sorry that your honey was a demon, but most girls don't hop a Greyhound over boy troubles.

  Cordelia Chase : Time out, Xander. Put yourself in Buffy's shoes for just a minute. Okay? I'm Buffy, freak of nature, right? Naturally I pick a freak for a boyfriend, and then he turns into Mr. Killing Spree, which is pretty much my fault...

  Buffy Summers : Cordy... get out of my shoes.

• Joyce Summers : Oh, look. It's, uh, Nigerian. We got a very exciting shipment in at the gallery. I, um, thought I'd hang a few pieces in here. It cheers up the room.

  Buffy Summers : It's angry at the room, Mom. It wants the room to suffer.

• Buffy Summers : I got in a few hours ago, but I went to go see my mom first.

  Rupert Giles : Yes. Yes, of course. How-How did you find her?

  Buffy Summers : Well, I pretty much remembered the address.

• [last lines] 

  Buffy Summers : Fine. Okay. I'm the bad. I can take my lumps... for a while.

  Willow Rosenberg : Alright. I'll stop giving you a hard time... runaway.

  Buffy Summers : Will!

  Willow Rosenberg : I'm sorry... quitter.

  Buffy Summers : Whiner.

  Willow Rosenberg : Bailer.

  Buffy Summers : Harpy.

  Willow Rosenberg : Delinquent.

  Buffy Summers : Tramp.

  Willow Rosenberg : Bad seed.

  Buffy Summers : Witch.

  Willow Rosenberg : Freak.

• Willow Rosenberg : You're leaving again...? What, you just stopped by for your lint brush and now you're ready to go?

  Buffy Summers : It's not like anyone will mind.

  Willow Rosenberg : Oh, no. Have a grest time. Oh. Oh, and don't forget to not write!

  Buffy Summers : Why are you attacking me? I'm trying.

  Willow Rosenberg : Wow, and it looks so much like your giving up!

  Buffy Summers : I'm just trying to make things easier.

  Willow Rosenberg : For who?

  Buffy Summers : You guys were doing just fine without me.

  Willow Rosenberg : We were doing the best we could. It's not like we had a lot of choice in the matter.

  Buffy Summers : I'm sorry that I had to leave... but you don't know what I was going through.

  Willow Rosenberg : Well, I'd like to.

  Buffy Summers : You wouldn't understand.

  Willow Rosenberg : Well... maybe I don't need to understand. Maybe I... I just need you to talk to me.

  Buffy Summers : How can I talk to you when you were avoiding me?

• Xander Harris : Let her finish. You at least owe her that.

  Buffy Summers : God, Xander... do you think you could at least stick to annoying me on you own behalf?

  Xander Harris : Fine. Oh, you stop acting like an idiot, and I'll stop annoying you.

  Buffy Summers : You want to talk acting like an idiot... Nighthawk?

  Oz : Okay. I'm gonna step in now, being Referee Guy.

  Willow Rosenberg : No, let 'em go, Oz. Talking about it isn't helping. We might as well try some violence.

  [suddenly the zombies break into the house from all directions and start attacking the party guests] 

  Willow Rosenberg : I was being sarcastic!

• Joyce Summers : You going out?

  Buffy Summers : Oh. Um... well, i-if it's okay. I, um... I'd like to find Willow and Xander.

  Joyce Summers : Will you be slaying?

  Buffy Summers : Only if they give me lip.

• Xander Harris : So where were you? Did you go to Belgium?

  Buffy Summers : Why would I go to Belgium?

  Xander Harris : I think the relevant question is why wouldn't ya? Belgium!

• Willow Rosenberg : I mean, I'm not a full-fledged witch. That takes years. I just did a couple of pagan blessings and... a teeny glamour to hide a zit.

  Buffy Summers : Does it scare you?

  Willow Rosenberg : It has. I tried to communicate with the spirit world, and I so wasn't ready for that. It's like being pulled apart inside. Plus I blew the power for our whole block. Big scare.

• Joyce Summers : Don't worry about school, honey. If we can't get you back into Sunnydale, maybe we can swing private school.

  Buffy Summers : Private school? You mean like jackets and kilts? You want me to get field hockey knees?

  Joyce Summers : It's not that bad.

  Buffy Summers : What about home schooling? You know, it's not just for scary religious people anymore.

  Joyce Summers : We'll work something out. Okay? Say hi to Willow?

• Joyce Summers : You now what? That's it. You and I are gonna have a talk.

  Buffy Summers : Mom, please.

  Joyce Summers : You know what? I don't care! I don't care what your friends think of me or you for that matter, because you put me through the ringer, Buffy. I mean it. And I've had schnapps. Do you have any idea what it's been like?

  Buffy Summers : Mom, this isn't the place...

  Joyce Summers : You can't imagine months of not knowing, not knowing whether you're lying dead in a ditch somewhere or, I don't know, living it up!

  Buffy Summers : But you told me! You're the one who said I should go! You said if I leave this house, don't come back! You found out who I really was and you couldn't deal! Don't you remember?

  Joyce Summers : [more angry]  Buffy, you didn't give me time! You just dump this thing on me and you expected me to get it? Well, guess what. Mom's not perfect, okay? I handled it badly! But that doesn't give you the right to punish me by running away!

  Buffy Summers : Punish you? I didn't do this to punish you.

  Xander Harris : Well, you did. You should've seen what you put her through.

  Buffy Summers : Great. Thanks. Anybody else want to weigh in here? How about you by the dip?

  Jonathan Levinson : No, thanks... I'm good.

  Xander Harris : You know, maybe you don't want to hear it, Buffy... but taking off like you did was incredibly selfish and stupid!

  Buffy Summers : Okay. Okay! I screwed up! I know this! But you have no idea! You have... you have no idea what happened to me or what I was feeling!

  Xander Harris : Did you even try talking to anybody?

  Buffy Summers : No. There was nothing anybody could do. Okay? I just had to deal with this on my own!

  Xander Harris : Yeah, and you see how well that one worked out. You can't just bury stuff, Buffy. It'll come right back up to get you.

• Buffy Summers : Oh, thank you for the offer, but I think I just want to get back to my normal routine. You know, school, slaying... kid's stuff.

• Joyce Summers : Uh, as for private schools, um, Miss Porter's accepts late admissions. I, uh, I wrote the information down for you.

  Buffy Summers : A girls' school...? So now it's jackets, kilts, and no boys? Care to throw in a little foot-binding?

• [first lines] 

  [Joyce hammering a nail into the wall as Buffy enters] 

  Buffy Summers : Mom?

  [startled she puts the hammer through the wall] 

  Joyce Summers : Oh! Buffy... Um...

  Buffy Summers : Sorry.

  Joyce Summers : No, no, no. Don't worry about it. I guess I just got used to all the quiet while you were gone.

• Buffy Summers : B:

  Willow Rosenberg : Me, too. I really freaked out.

  Buffy Summers : I am sorry.

  Willow Rosenberg : It's okay. I understand you having to bail, and I can forgive that. I have to make allowances for what you're going through and be a grownup about it.

  Buffy Summers : You're really enjoying this whole moral superiority thing, aren't you?

  Willow Rosenberg : It's like a drug.