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Selfless Quotes
Selfless Quotes

Dawn: My advice to you is do exactly what everyone else does all the time.
Willow: Got it.
Dawn: Do what everyone else does, wear what everyone else wears, say what everyone else says.
Willow: OK.
Dawn: People may say something to you you don't understand. Just don't be afraid to keep your mouth shut and pretend like you know what they're saying.
Willow: You know, Dawn, I've been to college before.
Dawn: People may say something like "My protein window closes in an hour." Just nod and smile. Mm-hmm. Turns out it has something to do with fitness.

Buffy: I just don't want you to get your hopes up.
Xander: Hopes? Oh, no, no, no, no, no. There are no hopes. Anya and I are done. I love being single. I'm a strong, successful male who is giddy at the thought of all the women I will no doubt be dating in the near future.
Buffy: Strong, successful males say "giddy"?

Spike: I don't trust what I see anymore. I don't know how to explain it, exactly. It's like I've been seeing things. Dru used to see things, you know? She'd always be staring up at the sky watching cherubs burn or the heavens bleed or some nonsense. I used to stare at her and think she'd gone completely sack of hammers. But she'd see the sky when we were inside and it'd make her so happy. She'd see showers. She'd see stars. Now I see her.
DreamBuffy: Spike.
Spike: I'm in trouble, Buffy.
DreamBuffy: I can help you.
Spike: I could never ask. Not after...
DreamBuffy: It's different. You're different.
Spike: I could never ask.
DreamBuffy: Spike, it's me. It's you and it's me, and we'll get through this.
Spike: Never...

Buffy: Spike. This basement is killing you. This is the hellmouth. There is something bad down here, possibly everything bad.
Spike: Can't hear you. Can't hear you.
Buffy: You have a soul? Fine. Show me.
Spike: Scream montresor all you like, pet.
Buffy: Get up and get out of this basement.
Spike: I don't have anywhere else to go.

Willow: And it's not like I've been gone for that long, and I've already done all the reading that I missed. And I can sign up for—
Professor: Willow, Willow, it's OK. We'll get you caught up in no time.
Willow: Really?
Professor: What am I gonna say? No, I don't want my best student back in my class? Well, of course I noticed that drop-off in your grades at mid-term last year, and I was concerned—
Willow: Yeah, that was—
Professor: But then—viola. You turned it around and aced all your finals like—boom. Magic.
Willow: Yeah, similar to, but, um...
Professor: Look, come see me during office hours tomorrow and we'll see about what we need to do to get you caught up, all right?

Anya: Willow, hi! What're you doing here?
Willow: Oh, I'm starting back up at school again! Yeah, I can't believe how great everyone's been. I-I was a little worried, but I already have books and homework and they even said they'd give me periodic surprise quizzes just to make up for the ones that I missed, and... Wh-what're you doing here? Walking out of the fraternity house in the middle of the day?
Anya: Uh, um... I have a new boyfriend now. He lives here.
Willow: That's great.
Anya: Yeah, we just had lots and lots of sex.

Village Woman: It's the largest troll I've ever seen!
Village Man: Run! Hide your babies and your beadwork!
Olaf Troll: Stop! It's Olaf. Stop! It is Olaf!
Village Man: The troll is doing an Olaf impersonation!
Olaf Troll: I am Olaf!
Village Man: Hit him with fruits and various meats.

D'Hoffryn: I get the sense that your talents are not fully appreciated here, Anyanka. We'd like you to join us.
Anya: Why do you keep calling me that? My name is Aud.
D'Hoffryn: Perhaps, but Anyanka is who you are.
Anya: What would I have to do?
D'Hoffryn: What you do best. Help wronged women punish evil men.
Anya: Vengeance.
D'Hoffryn: But only to those who deserve it.
Anya: They all deserve it.
D'Hoffryn: That's where I was going with that, yeah.

Halfrek: This is just wonderful, Anyanka. There's even talk of having some sort of ceremony. I can't tell you how many times today I've heard "Anyanka is back to her old self again."Honey, what is it? What's wrong?
Anya: It's nothing. I just— There was just so much screaming, so much blood. I— I forgotten how much damage a Grimslaw demon could do.
Halfrek: Oh, tell me about it. They can be feisty little guys and impossible to house train. I mean, once they start nesting, forget— Are you OK? Oh, did something happen?
Anya: I-I guess I'm just a little rusty. I didn't think it would hit me like this.
Halfrek: Oh, sweetie. This is perfectly normal. It's a reflex. You'll get over it in no time, trust me.
Anya: Oh, Hallie! I can't tell you how good it is— Thank goodness you're here.

Willow: Anya, listen to me. You're in trouble. You know it. I'm here to help you.
Anya: You're here to— Well, that's great, Willow. Flayed anybody lately, have you? How quickly they forget!
Willow: I haven't forgotten one second of it.

Buffy: Thanks for side-kicking. I didn't want to trouble Willow. Figure she's got enough to do. First day back and all.
Xander: Are you kidding? We're doing vent work at the site. Anything's better than breathing freon for eight hours. So, did she say what this thing is?
Buffy: Some sort of spider demony thingy. She had to go pretty quickly. I think she had to sign up for classes or something.
Xander: Ah, yes, there is little that can distract the Willow when she's on the hunt for the mighty syllabi.
Buffy: I don't know. I guess she was a little more nervous than she was letting on.

Buffy: Willow said it was a spider demon. Maybe it's its webbing.
Xander: This isn't springy high-flying fun.

Halfrek: Oh, it's always work, work, work with you.
Anya: Well, of course. What else is there?
Halfrek: What else is there? Why, the whole world, for one. Darling, take a look around. There's a lot to see. There's a revolution going on outside that you are somewhat responsible for. Aren't you the teeniest bit interested?
Anya: Well, what is there to be interested in? The worker will overthrow absolutism and lead the proletariat to a victorious communist revolution, resulting in socio-economic paradise on earth. It's common sense, really. I have better things to worry about.
Halfrek: But, Anyanka, there's a whole world out there.
Anya: Yes, filled with wronged women who need my help.
Halfrek: Oh, but you're talking work.
Anya: I'm talking about life. Vengeance is what I do, Halfrek. I don't need anything else. Vengeance is what I am.

Buffy: She's not the Anya that you knew, Xander. She's a demon.
Xander: That doesn't mean you have to kill her.
Buffy: Don't act like this is easy for me. You know it's not.
Xander: There are other options.
Buffy: I've considered them.
Xander: When? Just now? Took you all of ten seconds to decide to kill one of your best friends?
Buffy: The thought that it might come to this has occurred to me before. It's occurred to you, too.
Xander: But we can change what she did. Fix it. These are mystical deaths, right? There has to be something.
Willow: I don't have anywhere near that kind of power. I didn't have that kind of power when— And I-I don't think I trust the power I do have.
Buffy: It's OK. Xander, I know this is hard for you to hear, but it's what I have to do.
Xander: Hard for me to hear? Buffy, you wanna kill Anya!
Buffy: I don't want to.
Xander: Then don't! This isn't new ground for us. When our friends go all crazy and start killing people, we help them.
Willow: Sitting right here.
Xander: I'm sorry. But it's true.
Buffy: It's different.
Xander: Because you don't care about her the same way I do. Buffy, I still love her.
Buffy: I know. And that's why you can't see this for what it really is. Willow was different. She's a human. Anya's a demon.
Xander: And you're the slayer. I see now how it's all very simple.
Buffy: It is never simple.
Xander: No, of course not. You know, if there's a mass-murdering demon that you're, oh, say, boning, then it's all gray area.
Buffy: Spike was harmless. He was helping.
Xander: He had no choice.
Buffy: And Anya did! She chose to become a demon. Twice.
Xander: You have no idea what she's going through.
Buffy: I don't care what she's going through!
Xander: No, of course not. You think we haven't seen all this before? The part where you just cut us all out. Just step away from everything human and act like you're the law. If you knew what I felt—
Buffy: I killed Angel! Do you even remember that? I would have given up everything I had to be with— I loved him more than I will ever love anything in this life. And I put a sword through his heart because I had to.
Willow: And that all worked out OK.
Buffy: Do you remember cheering me on? Both of you. Do you remember giving me Willow's message: Kick his ass.
Willow: I never said that—
Xander: This is different—
Buffy: It is always different! It's always complicated. And at some point, someone has to draw the line, and that is always going to be me. You get down on me for cutting myself off, but in the end the slayer is always cut off. There's no mystical guidebook. No all-knowing council. Human rules don't apply. There's only me. I am the law.
Xander: There has to be another way.
Buffy: Then please find it.

D'Hoffryn: Behold, D'Hoffryn. Lord of Arashmahar. He that turns the air to blood and rains— Miss Rosenberg. How lovely to see you again. Have you done something with your hair?
Willow: Hello, D'Hoffryn.
D'Hoffryn: I figured I'd be hearing from you soon. The flaying of Warren Meers? Oh, truly inspired. That was water cooler vengeance. Lloyd has a sketch of it on his wall.

Xander: You don't understand. This isn't an intervention. Buffy's coming to kill you.
Anya: She's coming to try.
Xander: Did everybody have their crazy flakes today? You guys are friends. How could you talk like this?
Anya: I have a job to do. And so does Buffy. Xander, you've always seen what you wanted to. But you knew, sooner or later, it would come to this.

D'Hoffryn: Oh, breathtaking. It's like somebody slaughtered an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog.

D'Hoffryn: Isn't that just like a slayer. Solving all her problems by sticking things with sharp objects. I talked to your friend, Miss Rosenberg. She's a firebrand. I have high hopes for her.
Xander: Stay away from Willow.
D'Hoffryn: Oh, he's gallant, isn't he. I understand what you saw in him. Look, Miss Rosenberg seems to think Anyanka would be better suited outside the vengeance fold. I think we already know what Lady HacksAway wants. And the young man, he sees with the eyeballs of love. But I'm not sure if anyone's bothered to find out what Anyanka herself really wants.

Anya: I wanna take it back.
D'Hoffryn: I'm sorry. What was that?
Anya: I wanna take it back. I wanna undo what I did.
D'Hoffryn: Hmm. You want to take it back. Must be twelve bodies in there. Such a thing—not easily done. But not impossible. You're a big girl, Anyanka. You understand how this works. The proverbial scales must balance. In order to restore the lives of the victims, the fates require a sacrifice. The life and soul of a vengeance demon.
Anya: Do it.

Anya: Hallie!
D'Hoffryn: Who did you think you were dealing with? Did you think it would be that easy to get away?
Anya: Why?
D'Hoffryn: Why? Because you wished it!
Anya: But she was yours.
D'Hoffryn: Like you were mine? Haven't I taught you anything, Anya? Never go for the kill when you can go for the pain. Hold him back, Slayer. Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt. I've got plenty of girls. There will always be vengeance demons. But now you, Anya, you're out. Congratulations. You're wish is granted.
Anya: You should've killed me.
D'Hoffryn: Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. From beneath you, it devours. Be patient. All good things in time.

Xander: Whatever's between us—it doesn't matter. You shouldn't be alone in this.
Anya: Yes, I should. My whole life, I've just clung to whatever came along.
Xander: Well, speaking as a clingee— I kinda didn't mind.
Anya: Thanks. For everything. Xander— what if I'm really nobody?
Xander: Don't be a dope.
Anya: I'm a dope?
Xander: Sometimes.
Anya: That's a start.

The Usual
The Usual

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