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Same Time, Same Place Quotes
Same Time, Same Place Quotes

Xander: You think she'll get the sign?
Buffy: Get the sign? I don't think she's gonna see the sign.
Dawn: Why is it so pale?
Xander: I used yellow crayon. It was a thing from when I talked to Willow on the bluff. I hope she gets it.
Dawn: Oh, tell us again what you said.
Xander: Well, I was talking from my heart and I knew Evil Willow wasn't really ready to— You were kidding.
Dawn: Mm-hmm. A little bit.
Buffy: We've heard the crayon speech a few times. Not that it's not great, of course.
Xander: I saved the world with talking from my mouth. My mouth saved the world.

Buffy: Yeah. It's gonna be weird seeing her. What do you say to someone in this situation?
Xander: I'm gonna say "Hi, Willow."
Buffy: C'mon. You're saying it's not going to be the least bit strange? We saw her kill someone. She was about to kill Dawn—
Xander: And Giles wouldn't let her leave unless she completed that whatever recovery course.
Dawn: Right. Right?
Buffy: She kinda didn't finish.
Dawn: She didn't finish? She didn't finish being not evil?
Buffy: H-he said it was really important that she come back early and that she was doing really well and we shouldn't worry.

Buffy: Maybe she doubled back. Got off the plane in London after Giles left.
Dawn: Well, if she's doing that—ducking Giles—then, she's evil, right?
Xander: Well, I've avoided Giles tons of times. Just meant I was lazy, not evil.
Buffy: I hope you're right, because defeating Lazy Willow... probably less hard.

Buffy: I checked with Giles again, too. Hasn't heard from her.
Xander: Is he throwing a tasteful British wiggins?
Buffy: Oh, with extra wig. He's blaming himself pretty hard, like he should've known she wasn't ready to come back. I-I kept telling him, you know, it wasn't his fault. Maybe something about us she couldn't face.
Xander: Like she didn't think we were ready to forgive her? I get that.
Dawn: So Giles is blaming Giles, and we're blaming us. Is anyone gonna blame Willow? Oh, don't give me shock face. I mean, will anyone around here ever start asking for help when they need it?
Buffy: Look, if Willow flipped out, it's her bad. We can only be here for her so much if she won't be, you know, here.

Willow: Anya, don't! Don't run away.
Anya: What are you doing here? I thought you were with Giles studying how to not kill people.
Willow: I just got back.
Anya: Just got back, as in you're all better, or just got back to bring about a fiery apocalypse of death.
Willow: Neither, but I-I have been studying, working real hard, and I-I'm gonna be fine.
Anya: Oh. Good. 'Cause I remember the last time you said that. I've spent a lot of time since them cleaning the debris out of my ex-livelihood. Stuff like that.
Willow: Well, yeah, I wanna help any way I can with that. I-I feel really responsible.
Anya: You feel really responsible? You are really responsible!
Willow: I-I know I hurt you and—and everyone. I'm sorry.
Anya: Here's something you should know about vengeance demons: We don't group with the "sorry." We prefer "Oh, God, please stop hitting me with my own rib bones."
Willow: Go on. Say whatever you want. Rib bones and so forth. I-I deserve it.
Anya: Then you won't mind? Well, then, that's no fun.

Willow: So, um, where is everyone these days?
Anya: Well, I'm back in my own apartment. And, of course, vengeance takes me all over the world. I was in Brazil yesterday. They love their soccer.

Willow: That sounds great. So, um, where do you think they'd be?
Anya: Oh, at the new high school, probably. Everyone's all about the high school. Buffy's got some kind of job there helping junior deviants, Spike's insane in the basement, Xander's there doing construction on the new gym—
Willow: Wait, Spike's what in the whatment?
Anya: Insane. Base. Xander does construction. He likes to start early, so he's probably there by now.

Buffy: No skin.
Xander: Tough to look at.
Buffy: And yet my eyes refuse to look away. Stupid eyes.
Xander: I found it first thing this morning. I gave my crew the day off, and I called you right away.
Buffy: I got to get a job where I don't get called right away for this stuff.

Spike: Out! This is my place. You need permission to be here. You need a special slip with a stamp.
Willow: Spike. My God... I—
Spike: You go off and try to wall up the bad parts and put your heart back in where it fell out. You call yourself finished, but you're not. Worse than ever, you are... You went away. You've been gone since...
Willow: I needed to go, but I'm back now. And I found... There's a body.
Spike: Tragedy. Is there blood?
Willow: Uh, I, Yeah, and I can't find Buffy or Xander or Dawn. And there's this thing killing people. And the victim was... skinned. What could do that?
Spike: You did it once. I heard about it.
Willow: Anything other—other than me?
Spike: Look at you... glowing. What's a word means "glowing"? Gotta rhyme.
Willow: Spike?
Spike: Oh, ah, no. I-I-I should hide. Hide from you. Hide my face. You know what I did.
Willow: What you did? You didn't do anything... did you?
Spike: Everyone's talking to me. No one's talking to each other.
Willow: Spike, please try to listen to me.
Spike: Someone isn't here. Button, button... who's got the button? My money's on the witch.

Spike: You went away. You've been gone since...
Buffy: The church. You scared me a little. I didn't—I didn't know what to think.
Xander: We're here for a reason, Spike.
Spike: Tragedy. Is there blood?
Xander: He knows. He must have seen the body.
Spike: You did it once. I heard about it.
Buffy: Spike, we need to know who did this.
Spike: Look at you... glowing. What's a word means "glowing"? Gotta rhyme.
Buffy: Spike, please...
Spike: I-I-I should hide. Hide from you. Hide my face. You know what I did.
Xander: Boy, he's extra-useful today.
Buffy: This isn't the time.
Spike: Everyone's talking to me. No one's talking to each other.
Buffy: Might as well go.
Spike: Someone isn't here. Button, button... who's got the button? My money's on the witch.
Spike: Red's a bad girl.
Buffy: He's talking about Willow.
Xander: And that means something because he's chock-full-o-sanity.
Buffy: Maybe he saw her.
Spike: They think you did it. The slayer and her boy. They think you took the skin.
Buffy: Is there something here? Something that killed?
Xander: Her boy? I'm her boy?
Spike: I have to go. There are things here without permission. I have to check their slips. Make sure they have authorization.

Anya: This isn't going to get all sexy, is it?
Willow: I'd be shocked. OK, do you have your powder?
Anya: Oh, I ate that. I have it.
Willow: OK, we scatter it over the map, and everywhere there's a demon, a little light appears.
Anya: Oh, pretty! Will it hurt the carpet?

Anya: Hey look—that's me! Hello. What's that huge clump?
Willow: It's the high school. It's all hellmouthy is underneath.
Anya: Things have been stirring there lately. Is it getting brighter?
Willow: Smoke!
Anya: Ah! OK. Remember our talk about the carpet?

Willow: Well, that's why you teleport over there real quick like a bunn—real quick and, uh, see if I'm right.
Anya: No. Sorry. You damaged my carpet.
Willow: Anya, you're a vengeance demon. Just teleport!
Anya: Well, as it turns out, teleporting isn't a right, it's a privilege. I withdrew a vengeance spell last week, and this is my punishment. I can only teleport for official business. I have to file a flight plan and everything.
Willow: Oh. I'm sorry. That must be hard.
Anya: Yeah, it bites a pretty big one. And the vengeance itself, i-it's not as fulfilling as I remember.
Willow: Really? 'Cause I got the impression that you enjoyed—you know, inflicting.
Anya: Well, causing pain sounds really cool, I know, but turns out it's really upsetting. Didn't use to be, but now it is.
Willow: Is it like you're scared of losing that feeling again. And that having it be OK to hurt people. And then you're not in charge of the power anymore because it's in charge of you?
Anya: Wow, that was really over-dramatically stated, but, yeah, that's it.
Willow: I get it. Believe me.
Anya: I'm sorry, Willow. I wish it were better for you.
Willow: You too.
Anya: It did get a little sexy, didn't it?

Dawn: OK, so I looked up demons that skin their victims and demons that flay their victims 'cause, you know, same thing. There's a ton of prospects. Anything else gone? Uh, eyeballs, toenails or viscera? That's guts.
Buffy: She knows about viscera. Makes you proud.

Dawn: Then this is your guy. He laps up the blood. You could say it's like his natural beverage.
Xander: You're terrifying.

Spike: William's a good boy. Carries her water, carries her sin. Supposed to get easier, isn't it. Supposed to help to help, but it doesn't. Still so heavy.
Xander: Should've put a leash on him.
Buffy: Yes, let's tie ourselves to the crazy vampire.
Xander: You really think it's gonna work?
Buffy: It's pretty easy. Spike follows the exciting smell of blood, and we follow the fairly ripe smell of Spike.
Dawn: It's smellementary. Also, I'm sure there's tons of stuff like this. You know, procedures we can use that don't involve magic spells. Just good solid detective work. And we can develop a database of tooth impressions and demon skin samples and I could wear high heels more often.
Buffy: Wow, that was so close to being empowered.
Dawn: Everybody loves a slender ankle.

Buffy: That's a rock cliff.
Xander: Well, give him a break, Buffy. Maybe it's a vicious skin-eating rock cliff.
Spike: There's a cave in it. Look. I'm insane. What's his excuse?

Gnarl: No way out now. No way out.
Willow: Protect me, Goddess. In thy name, I supplicate myself. Take the powers from my enemy, and lay him lower than the lowest field.
Gnarl: Gnarl loves spells. He keeps them as pets. They love him. And they leave him alone.
Willow: You may be immune to magic, but I've got more than that. You wanna fight?
Gnarl: Your friends left you here. No one comes to save you. They wanted me to have you.

Dawn: Um, Buffy?
Buffy: What?
Dawn: I'm really sorry.
Buffy: Oh, it's OK.
Xander: You couldn't help it. It had paralyzing fingernails.
Buffy: Just like you said it would, so good on you.

Xander: Sofa.
Dawn: Face up! Face up!
Xander: She's right, face up is better.

Xander: It'll be all right. We'll get you fixed up. You'll be doing limbo in no time.
Dawn: Yeah, as a pole.
Xander: No, not as a pole. I promise.

Xander: We can't just leave her here like this. What if she vomits?
Dawn: Ew. I won't vomit.
Buffy: Do you think she'll vomit?
Dawn: Stop talking about vomit.
Buffy: I'll call Anya. She can watch her.
Xander: Right, she'll love being called for vomit watch.
Dawn: Stop talking about vomit!

Xander: Oh! You're poseable.
Buffy: She's poseable?
Anya: It's a common variety. Watch this. Huh. Neat as you please. Hardly a need to undo her.

Buffy: Anya, listen. This is really important. Did Willow go to that cave?
Anya: Mm-hmm. Last time I saw her, that's where she was headed. Shall I make her salute? That'd be very cute.
Buffy: Xander, she could be there right now. Willow could be trapped with the Gnarl.
Anya: Uh, it's not "The Gnarl", just "Gnarl". Oh, wouldn't it be tragic if you were here being kinda silly with your comically paralyzed sister while Willow was dying?
Buffy: Anya, you know about this creature?
Anya: Uh-huh, sure.
Buffy: You're coming with us.

Willow: What's going on?
Anya: Buffy's fighting the demon over there, see. But if they get too close, I'm gonna have to run.
Willow: I don't see.
Anya: But they're here. Buffy and Xander.
Willow: They came? They didn't leave me?
Anya: No, they didn't leave you. They can't see you.
Willow: They're here. They're here. I'm not alone.

Buffy: Willow? W-we can't exactly see you, but we're really glad that you're back. I-I don't know how badly you're hurt, but—
Xander: Is that Willow?
Willow: —I couldn't find you guys and I looked everywhere. And the demon said that you left me and— Oh, there you are. There you are! Don't go away.
Xander: We're not going away. Oh, God.
Buffy: It's gonna be OK, Willow. You're gonna be OK.
Willow: I know. You're here.

Buffy: I didn't realize meditating was such hard work.
Willow: I'm healing. Growing new skin.
Buffy: Wow. That's magic, right? I mean, when most people when they meditate don't get extra skin, right. 'Cause Clem should, like, cut back.
Willow: It's magic. I'm drawing power from the earth to heal myself.
Buffy: We're on the second floor.
Willow: You know Giles says everything's part of the earth. This bed. The air. Us.
Buffy: Explains why my fingernails get dirty even when I don't do anything.
Willow: Plus you stuck your thumbs in a demon.
Buffy: True.

Willow: No. Please stay. I missed you so much when I couldn't find you.
Buffy: We missed you too. I missed you. Dawn's, uh, working on what caused the mutual no-see-ums, but so far we haven't—
Willow: I did it.
Buffy: You did a spell?
Willow: I didn't mean to. I-I just remember thinking I wasn't ready to see you guys yet. I was afraid we wouldn't, you know, connect.
Buffy: So, you made it happen just by thinking it?
Willow: Guess I have a ways to go before I master my powers, huh?
Buffy: It's OK. As long as you're all right.
Willow: It's nice to be forgiven. Too bad I need so much of it.
Buffy: I have a confession to make. I thought it might be you. With the flaying.
Willow: I know.
Buffy: I wanna be the kind of person that wouldn't think that. Xander never thought it.
Willow: He did, a little. Heck, I did a little. Xander has the luxury of not saying it, but you're the slayer. You have to say stuff like that. It's OK. It's OK too if you still don't think I can recover from this magic stuff, 'cause, honestly, I'm not that sure about it either.

Willow: It just takes so much strength. I don't have that much.
Buffy: I got so much strength, I'm giving it away.
Willow: Are you sure?
Buffy: Will it help?
Willow: Much.
Buffy: Good.


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What am I gonna do? I think about sex all the time. Sex! Help! 4 times 5 is 30. 5 times 6 is 32. Naked girls! Naked woman! Naked Buffy! Oh, stop me!
-Xander (Earshot)


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