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Wrecked Quotes
Wrecked Quotes

Dawn: What time is it?
Tara: Almost seven. God, I just closed my eyes for a minute.
Dawn: Hm. And now there's cartoons. Plus, a mother of all night-wedgies.

Buffy: When... When did the building fall down?
Spike: I don't know. Must have been sometime between the first time and the, uh...
Buffy: Oh. Oh my god.

Buffy: Shoe, need my shoe.
Spike: What's the hurry, luv?
Buffy: The hurry is I left Dawn all night. And don't call me love.
Spike: You didn't seem to take issue with that last night. Or with any of the other little nasties we whispered.
Buffy: Can we not? Talk?
Spike: I just don't see why you have to run off so quick. Thought we could-
Buffy: Not gonna happen. Last night was the end of this freak show.

Spike: I knew. I knew the only thing better than killing a slayer would be f-
Buffy: What?! Is that what this is about? Doing a slayer?
Spike: Well, I wouldn't throw stones, pet. You seem to be quite the groupie yourself.
Buffy: Shut up.
Spike: I'm just sayin'... vampires get you hot.
Buffy: A vampire got me hot. One. But he's gone. You're just... You're just convenient.
Spike: So, what now? You go back to treating me like dirt till the next time you get an itch you can't scratch? Well, forget it. Last night changed things. I'm done being your whipping boy.
Buffy: Nothing's changed. It was a mistake.
Spike: Bollocks! It was a bloody revelation. You can act as high and mighty as you like... but I know where you live now, Slayer. I've tasted it.
Buffy: Get a grip. Like you're god's gift.
Spike: Hardly. Wouldn't be nearly as interesting, would it?
Buffy: No! Let me go!
Spike: I may be dirt... but you're the one who likes to roll in it, Slayer. You never had it so good as me. Never.
Buffy: Uhh, you're bent.
Spike: Yeah, and it made you scream, didn't it?
Buffy: I swear to god, if you tell anyone about last night, I will kill you.
Spike: Right.

Willow: Uh, hey, uh... this is Amy. Amy, Tara, Tara, Amy.
Amy: How you doin'?
Tara: Fine, I... I'd b-better g-get going.
Willow: Amy! Amy the rat? Sorry.
Amy: No, that's fair. I was a rat.
Tara: When...
Amy: Last night. It's nuts, everything's different. I mean... the Bronze, for one thing. And Willow! She's a freaking amazing witch now. I couldn't even keep up with her last night.
Willow: Amy.
Amy: No, it's true! I mean, I can do some transmography, but she is messing with dimensions and everything, it was awesome! This blowhard dude, first she made his mouth disappear? Thank god. And then- I'm talking too much. Sorry. It's just been... you know... me and a bag of pellets for the last few years, so...
Tara: No, it's, it's fine. It's just, um, I, I re-really need to go.
Willow: Tara, uh, you left some stuff upstairs, it's in-
Tara: I'll get them later.
Willow: Tara!

Xander: Anya!
Anya: I'm sorry, but this is pointless! We've been researching forever, and we're not even close to finding out who robbed that museum.
Buffy: What's up?
Xander: Anya has a theory. She thinks that Martha Stewart froze that guy.
Anya: Don't be ridiculous. Martha Stewart isn't a demon. She's a witch.
Xander: Please, she- Really?
Anya: Of course. Nobody could do that much decoupage without calling on the powers of darkness.
Buffy: Guys, while this is fascinating, we still have work to do.
Anya: I know I do! I can't decide whether to put my bridesmaids in cocktail dresses...
or the traditional burlap with blood larva.
Xander: The traditional what?
Anya: Well, I was a demon for a thousand years, you don't expect me to turn my back on all the ways of my people.
Buffy: Uh, can I weigh in on this whole me wearing larva-
Anya/Xander: No.
Anya: At least I'm not asking you to perform the groom's rite of self-flagellation.

Anya: What about Willow, can't she do something?
Buffy: Maybe. But she's home sleeping.
Xander: Sleeping? She sick?
Buffy: No, she was out late. With Amy.
Anya: And I'm bizarre. At least I didn't dump you to hang out with an ex-rat.
Buffy: No, it's not like that, you know, she's just... helping Amy through a transition.
Xander: And making herself a playmate to do magic with. Someone who won't monitor her like Tara.
Buffy: No, Willow's a grownup. You know, maybe she doesn't need to be monitored.
You know, she's going through something, but we're not her. I mean... m-maybe she has reasons for acting this way. And, so what if she crossed a line? You know, we all do stuff. Stupid stuff. But, then we learn. And, and we learn, and, and we don't do it again. Okay, so, you know, who are we to get all judgey?
Xander: Not judgey, Buff. Just, observey.
Anya: Yeah, all we're saying is, she's acting different. You know, she's not herself.

Rack: Oh. This one's givin' off vibes.
Willow: I don't mean to... vibe at you, I, if it's in a negative way.
Rack: No, no, I-I mean you... have power, girl, it's just coming off you in waves.
Willow: Not so much.

Dawn: Ow. Ow, ow! Ow.
Willow: Or you could do it the hard way.
Dawn: Spatulas are for wimps. I'm making peanut-butter-and-banana quesadillas. You want?

Dawn: But, you are gonna be around tonight, right?
Willow: Right, totally! Uh, we can do something if you want. A movie maybe?
Dawn: Really? But I thought you weren't feeling so good.
Willow: Well... nothing a little Dawnie time won't fix. If you feel like baggin' the peanut butter, I'll even buy you dinner.
Dawn: Thank god! Remind me never to invent that again. Yecch.

Willow: So, uh, the burger was good? You liked it?
Dawn: Are you kidding? It was like a meat party in my mouth. Okay, now I'm just a kid, and even I know that came out wrong.

Dawn: What is this place? Why is it hidden?
Willow: I don't know, it's cool, isn't it? Okay, you just hang here for a minute... and I'll, I'll be back. You want me to conjure you a magazine or something?
Dawn: Well, what about the movie? It starts at nine.
Willow: We'll make it. I, I'll just be a minute. And it doesn't matter if we miss the trailers.
Dawn: I like the trailers.

Buffy: Get dressed. Dawn's missing.
Spike: Again? Ever think about a Lojack for the girl? What's the story?
Buffy: She went out with Willow.
Spike: Willow? That's kind of a sorry excuse to come by. If you want the touch all you need to do is-
Buffy: Spike. Willow's into something. Okay, her and Dawn have been missing for hours. There, there's some guy named Rack.
Spike: Rack?
Buffy: Yeah, he's, uh, some sort of-
Spike: I know who he is, he deals in magic. Black stuff, dangerous.
Buffy: I've been all over downtown and I can't find his place.
Spike: Because he cloaks it. You can't feel it unless you're into the big bad - a witch or a vampire or-
Buffy: So let's go!
Spike: Oh, that's right. Hide your blushing eyes.

Buffy: Spike, if you're dragging this out...
Spike: What, so I can linger near your precious self? Get a grip.
Buffy: Like you've never drawn things out before.
Spike: Maybe, but we've been through this, haven't we? Things have changed.
Buffy: Will you quit that? The only thing that's different is that I'm disgusted with myself. That's the power of your charms. Last night... was the most perverse... degrading experience of my life.
Spike: Yeah. Me too.
Buffy: That might be how you get off, but it's not my style.
Spike: No, it's your calling. Gave me a run for my money, Slayer. Now, I admit it. You've had me by the short hairs. I love you. You know it. But I got my rocks back. You felt something last night.
Buffy: Not love.
Spike: Not yet. But I'm in your system now. You're gonna crave me, like I crave blood. And the next time you come crawling, if you don't stop being such a bitch, maybe I will bite you.
Buffy: That, that's it! I want you out of my life! Out of my work, out of my home-
Spike: Too late for that. You invited me in already. And as for your work, you need me. Like tonight.

Buffy: Get up.
Willow: I screwed it up, everything, Tara...
Buffy: Yeah, you know what, you did screw up, okay? You could have killed her! You almost did!
Willow: I know! I know! I can't stop, Buffy! I tried and I can't.
Buffy: You can.
Willow: I can't! I can't, I ju... god, I need help. Please! Please help me, please. Please.

Willow: God, I'm... sorry. I'm so...
Buffy: I just don't understand. I don't understand why you'd go to see somebody like Rack, and I certainly don't understand why you'd drag Dawn into it.
Willow: I don't know. The magic, I... I thought I had it under control, and then... I didn't.
Buffy: Because of Tara?
Willow: No. It started before she left. It's why she left.
Buffy: Seemed like things were going so well.
Willow: It was. But I mean... if you could be... you know, plain old Willow or super Willow, who would you be? I guess you don't actually have an option on the whole super thing.
Buffy: Will, there's nothing wrong with you. You don't need magic to be special.
Willow: Don't I? I mean, Buffy, who was I? Just... some girl. Tara didn't even know that girl.
Buffy: You are more than some girl. And Tara wants you to stop. She loves you.
Willow: We don't know that.
Buffy: I know that. I promise you.
Willow: I just... it took me away from myself, I was... free.
Buffy: I get that. More than you- But it's wrong. People get hurt.

Willow: It won't happen again, I promise. No more spells. I'm finished.
Buffy: Good. I think it's right. To give it up. No matter how good it feels.
Willow: It's not worth it. Not if it messes with the people I love. The magic wasn't all great. I won't miss the nosebleeds and the headaches and stuff.
Buffy: There you go.
Willow: Or... keeping stinky yak cheese in my bra. Don't ask.
Buffy: Now I don't have to.
Willow: 'Cause it's over.
Buffy: Exactly. It's over.

The Usual
The Usual

Random Quotage:

I wish dating was like slaying: you know, simple, direct, stake to the heart, no muss, no fuss.
Sorry to say, Xand, slaying is a tad more perilous than dating.
Well, you're obviously not dating Cordelia.
-Xander and Buffy (Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered)

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