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Becoming Part 2 Quotes
Becoming Part 2 Quotes

Buffy: But I didn't do anything.
Snyder: Why do I find that so very hard to believe?
Officer: In there. You know this girl?
Snyder: Buffy Summers. If there's trouble, she's behind it.
Buffy: You stupid little troll. You have no idea!
Snyder: Attitude problem. Serious.
Buffy: Look, I just wanna know if my friends are okay.

Xander: The doctor said it was head trauma. She can wake up at any time, but, um... the longer it lasts, the... less likely it is.
Buffy: I never should've let her try to do that curse. Angel must've known. Where are her parents?
Xander: With relatives in Phoenix. I gave them a call. They're... they're getting on a plane back.
Buffy: Does Oz know?
Xander: Oh, man. Um... I didn't even think. Um... I'll call him.

Buffy: You okay?
Cordelia: I ran. I think I made it through three counties before I realized nobody was chasing me. Not too brave.
Buffy: It was the right thing to do.
Xander: Did Giles keep up with you?
Cordelia: I didn't see Giles.
Buffy: You mean he's not in the hospital?
Xander: No.

Angelus: Hi, Rupert. I wasn't sure you were gonna wake up. You had me worried.
Giles: What do you want?
Angelus: I wanna torture you. I used to love it, and it's been a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured somebody, they didn't even have chainsaws. Oh, yeah. Acathla. He's an even harder guy to wake up than you are. I mean, I performed the rituals, said all the right phrases... blood on my hand. Got nothing. Big doughnut hole for my troubles. I figure you know the ritual. You're pretty up on these things. You could probably... tell me what I'm doing wrong. But honestly, I sorta hope you don't... 'Cause I really wanna torture you.

Buffy: Who are you?
Whistler: Whistler.
Buffy: What are you doing here?
Whistler: I'm waiting for you.
Buffy: Why?
Whistler: 'Cause I-I-I need a date to the prom.
Buffy: I have had a really bad day, okay? If you have information worth hearing, then I am grateful for it. If you're gonna crack jokes, then I'm gonna pull out your ribcage and wear it as a hat.
Whistler: Hello to the imagery! Very nice. It wasn't supposed to go down like this. Nobody saw you coming. I figured this for Angel's big day. But I thought he was here to stop Acathla, not to bring him forth. Then you two made with the smoochies... now he's a creep again. Now, what are you gonna do? W-what are you prepared to do?
Buffy: Whatever I have to.

Buffy: You don't have anything useful to tell me, do you? What are you, just some immortal demon sent down to even the score between good and evil?
Whistler: Wow. Good guess.
Buffy: Well, why don't you try getting off your immortal ass and fighting evil once in a while? 'Cause I'm sick and tired of doing it myself.
Whistler: In the end, you're always by yourself. You're all you've got. That's the point.

Spike: Hello, cutie.

Spike: Hey! White flag here. I quit.
Buffy: Let me clear this up for you. We're mortal enemies. We don't get time-outs.
Spike: You want to go around, pet, I'll have a gay old time of it. You want to stop Angel... we're gonna have to play this a bit differently.
Buffy: What are you talking about?
Spike: I'm talking about your ex, pet. I'm talking about putting him in the bloody ground.
Buffy: This has gotta be the lamest trick you guys have ever thought up.
Spike: He's got your Watcher. Right now, he's probably torturing him.
Buffy: What do you want?
Spike: I told you. I want to stop Angel. I want to save the world.
Buffy: Okay. You do remember that you're a vampire, right?
Spike: We like to talk big. Vampires do. 'I'm going to destroy the world.' That's just tough guy talk. Strutting around with your friends over a pint of blood. The truth is, I like this world. You've got... dog racing, Manchester United. And you've got people. Billions of people walking around like Happy Meals with legs. It's all right here. But then someone comes along with a vision. With a real... passion for destruction. Angel could pull it off. Goodbye, Picadilly. Farewell, Leicester Bloody Square. You know what I'm saying?
Buffy: Okay, fine. You're not down with Angel. Why would you ever come to me?
Spike: I want Dru back. I want it like it was before he came back. The way she acts around him...
Buffy: You're pathetic. I lost a friend tonight!
Spike: I wasn't in on that raiding party.
Buffy: And I may lose more! The whole earth may be sucked into Hell, and you want my help 'cause your girlfriend's a big ho? Well, let me take this opportunity to not care.
Spike: I can't fight them both alone, and neither can you!
Buffy: I hate you.
Spike: And I'm all you've got.

Xander: Come on, Will. Look, you don't have a choice here. You gotta wake up. I need you, Will. I mean, how am I gonna pass trig, you know? And who am I gonna call every night... and talk about everything we did all day? You're my best friend. You've always... I love you.

Oz: How you feelin'?
Willow: My head... feels big. Is it big?
Oz: No. It's head size.

Angelus: Rupert, buddy... I'm here to tell you, I'm impressed. Hey. Uh... How you holdin' up?
Giles: Never... better.
Angelus: Glad to hear it. Now... Tell me when it hurts.

Joyce: Buffy, terrible things have happened. What were you doing?
Spike: What, your mum doesn't know?
Joyce: Know what?
Buffy: That I'm, uh... in a band. A-a rock band with Spike here.
Spike: Right. She plays the, the triangle.
Buffy: Drums.
Spike: Drums, yeah. She's, uh, hell on the old skins, you know.
Joyce: Hmm. And, uh, what do you do?
Spike: Well, I sing.

Joyce: Buffy... what... is going on?
Buffy: Mom... I'm a Vampire Slayer.

Willow: I'm okay, Buffy, really. I mean, I don't feel good, but... I'm awake, and I know my name and who's President and how many fingers, so they don't think my brain got mushed at all.
Buffy: Thank God. So sorry I can't be there.
Willow: I know. I'm sorry I didn't get to cure Angel.
Buffy: Don't be. It just wasn't meant to be. I know I'm never gonna get him back the way he was. It just makes it easier.
Willow: I guess. Any luck finding Giles?
Buffy: Yep. I got a lucky break.
Willow: What?
Buffy: You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Buffy: Xander. Angel and the others are holed up outside town. You remember that funky-looking mansion you showed me that time?
Xander: On Crawford Street. Sure. That makes sense. What's the drill?
Buffy: I'm gonna hit it come daybreak.
Xander: You'll need backup.
Buffy: No. You stay there. I'm covered.
Xander: Do you, um... do you think Giles is still alive?
Buffy: I think he is. I just wish he was here to tell me what to do.

Joyce: Have we met?
Spike: Um... you hit me with an ax one time. Remember? Uh, 'get the hell away from my daughter.'
Joyce: Oh.

Buffy: All right, talk. What's the deal?
Spike: Simple. You let me and Dru skip town, I help you kill Angel.
Joyce: Angel? Your boyfriend?
Buffy: Forget about Drusilla. She doesn't walk.
Spike: There's no deal without Dru.
Buffy: She killed Kendra.
Spike: Dru bagged a Slayer? She didn't tell me! Hey, good for her! Though not from your perspective, I suppose.
Buffy: I can't believe I invited you into my house.

Joyce: It's because you didn't have a strong father figure, isn't it?
Buffy: It's just fate, Mom. I'm the Slayer. Accept it.

Buffy: We're not calling the police.
Joyce: Well, now that we know that you're innocent, it's...
Buffy: What? You thought I was guilty? Jeez, feelin' the love in this room!
Joyce: No, I didn't think that. It's just... now we have proof.
Buffy: We have my word, Mom. Not proof.
Joyce: Look, I am sure that they will understand.
Buffy: Get them involved, you'll get them killed.
Joyce: Well, you're not gonna hurt them, are you?
Buffy: I'm a Slayer, not a postal worker.

Joyce: Buffy, what is happening?
Buffy: Just have another drink.
Joyce: Don't you talk to me that way! You don't get to just dump something like this on me and pretend it's nothing!
Buffy: I'm sorry, Mom, but I don't have time for this.
Joyce: No! I am tired of 'I don't have time' or-or 'you wouldn't understand.' I am your mother, and you will make time to explain yourself.
Buffy: I told you. I'm a Vampire Slayer.
Joyce: Well, I just don't accept that!
Buffy: Open your eyes, Mom. What do you think has been going on for the past two years? The fights, the weird occurrences. How many times have you washed blood out of my clothing, and you still haven't figured it out?
Joyce: Well, it stops now!
Buffy: No, it doesn't stop! It never stops! Do-do you think I chose to be like this? Do you have any idea how lonely it is, how dangerous? I would love to be upstairs watching TV or gossiping about boys or... God, even studying! But I have to save the world... again.
Joyce: No. This is insane. Buffy, you need help.
Buffy: I'm not crazy! What I need is for you to chill. I have to go!
Joyce: No. I am not letting you out of this house.
Buffy: You can't stop me.
Joyce: Oh yes I... You walk out of this house, don't even think about coming back!

Willow: The curse. We never got to finish it. Maybe we can restore Angel's soul.
Xander: I don't like it. You're talking about messing with powerful magic, and you're weak.
Willow: I'm okay.
Xander: You don't look okay. Does she?
Cordelia: You should listen to him. The hair, it's so flat, and the lips...
Xander: Could we stay on topic here, honey?
Cordelia: What?
Xander: Look, it's not a good idea.
Willow: There's no use arguing with me. Do you see my resolve face? You've seen it before. You know what it means. This can help Buffy. If we turn Angel back soon enough, we can stop him from ever awakening Acathla.
Oz: Okay, I pretty much missed out on some stuff, didn't I? Because this is all making a kind of sense that's... not.

Willow: Xander, go to Buffy. Tell her what we're doing. Maybe she can stall.
Xander: But I...
Willow: Resolve face.

Angelus: You know, I can stop the pain. You've been very brave... but it's over. You've given enough. Now let me make it stop.
Giles: Please!
Angelus: Just tell me what I need to know.
Giles: In order... to be worthy...
Angelus: Yeah?
Giles: You must perform the ritual... in a tutu. Pillock!
Angelus: All right. Someone get the chainsaw.
Spike: Now, now, don't let's lose our temper.
Angelus: Keep out of it, sit 'n' spin.
Spike: Look, you cut him up, you'll never get your answers.
Angelus: Since when did you become so levelheaded?
Spike: Right about the time you became so pig-headed. You have your way with him, you'll never get to destroy the world. And I don't fancy spending the next month trying to get librarian out of the carpet. There are other ways.

Snyder: You do know this is a crime scene, don't you? But then... you're a criminal, so that pretty much works out.
Buffy: You know I didn't do it. The police will figure it out.
Snyder: In case you haven't noticed, the police of Sunnydale are deeply stupid. It doesn't matter anyway. Whatever they find, you've proved too much of a liability for this school. These are the moments you want to savor. You wish time would stop so that you could live them over and over again. You're expelled.
Buffy: You never ever got a single date in high school, did you?
Snyder: Your point being?

Angelus: Blood. Of course. The blood on my hands must be my own. I am the key that will open up the door. My blood. My life. Okay. Kill him.
Spike: Uh, but what if he's lying?
Angelus: Yeah. Good point. Alright, don't kill him. You know, I kinda like having you watch my back. It's kinda like old times.
Spike: Uh, Drusilla...
Angelus: Honey...
Spike: We are finished here, ducks.
Drusilla: Sorry. I was in the moment.

Buffy: Whistler. What did you mean, the sword isn't enough?
Whistler: You know, raiding an Englishman's fridge is like dating a nun. You're never gonna get the good stuff.
Buffy: Tell me how to use it.
Whistler: Angel's the key. His blood will open the door to Hell. Acathla opens his big mouth, creates a vortex. Then only Angel's blood will close it. One blow will send 'em both back to Hell. But I strongly suggest that you get there before that happens, 'cause the faster you kill Angel, the easier it's gonna be on you.
Buffy: Don't worry about me.
Whistler: It's all on the line here, kid.
Buffy: I can deal. I got nothing left to lose.
Whistler: Wrong, kid. You got one more thing.

Xander: Cavalry's here. Cavalry's a frightened guy with a rock, but it's here. That's better.
Buffy: You're not here to fight. You get Giles out, and you run like hell, understood? I can't protect you. I'm gonna be too busy killing.
Xander: Now, that's a new look for you.
Buffy: It's a present for Angel.
Xander: Willow. Uh, she told me to tell you...
Buffy: Tell me what?
Xander: Kick his ass.

Willow: Are we ready?
Cordelia: Stinky herbs are a go.
Oz: Did I mention I didn't take Latin?
Willow: Y-you don't have to understand it. You just have to say it. I hope.

Buffy: Hello, lover. Angelus: I don't have time for you. Buffy: You don't have a lot of time left. Angelus: Coming on kind of strong, don't you think? You're playing some deep odds here. Do you really think you can take us all on? Buffy: No. I don't.

Spike: I don't want to hurt you, baby. Doesn't mean I won't.

Xander: Giles!
Giles: Xander?
Xander: Can you walk?
Giles: You're not real.
Xander: Sure, I'm real.
Giles: It's a trick. They get inside my head, make me see things I want.
Xander: Then why would they make you see me?
Giles: You're right. Let's go.

Angelus: You almost made it, Buff.
Buffy: It's not over yet.
Angelus: My boy Acathla here is about to wake up. You're going to Hell.
Buffy: Save me a seat.

Angelus: Now that's everything, huh? No weapons... No friends... No hope. Take all that away... and what's left?
Buffy: Me.

Angel: Buffy? What's going on? Where are we? I-I don't remember.
Buffy: Angel?
Angel: You're hurt. Oh, Buffy... God. I... I feel like I haven't seen you in months. Oh, my God, everything's so muddled. I... Oh... Oh, Buffy... What's happening?
Buffy: Shh. Don't worry about it. I love you.
Angel: I love you.
Buffy: Close your eyes.
Angel: Buffy...

Giles: Willow, are you sure you should be out of bed?
Willow: Look who's talking.
Giles: Yes.
Cordelia: Any word?
Xander: You guys haven't seen her either?
Willow: No.
Oz: But we know the world didn't end, 'cause... check it out.
Giles: Well, we, uh... we went back to the mansion. I-it was empty, um... and Acathla was, was... dormant.
Willow: I think the spell worked. I felt something go through me.
Cordelia: Plus the Orb did that cool glow thing.
Xander: Well, maybe it wasn't in time. Maybe she had to kill him before the cure could work.
Oz: Well, then, she'd wanna be alone, I guess.
Willow: Or maybe Angel was saved, and they want to be alone together.
Giles: Perhaps.
Cordelia: Well, she's gotta show up sooner or later. We still have school.
Willow: Yeah. She'll be here in a while.


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