[to Willow] Welcome to the mystery that is men. I think it goes something like, they grow body hair, they lose all ability to tell you what they really want.
S2 E15Phases
You mean... you'd still...
Well, I like you. You're nice, and you're funny, and you don't smoke. Yeah, okay, werewolf, but that's not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month, I'm not much fun to be around either.
You are quite the human.
So I'd still, if you'd still.
I'd still. I'd very still!
Okay. No biting, though.
Agreed.
[Willow walks off, then runs back and gives Oz a quick but thorough kiss. She leaves again.]
Huh. A werewolf in love.
S2 E16Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered
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.
Dear Buffy. I'm still trying to decide the best way to send my regards.
Why don't you rip her lungs out? It might make an impression.
Lacks... poetry.
It doesn't have to. What rhymes with lungs?
Don't worry, Spike. Angel always knows...what speaks to a girl's heart.
Don't be so jumpy... I've been in your bed before.
Yeah, but Will, we were both in footy pajamas.
Buff, for the love of God, don't open that raincoat.
Come on! It's a party! Aren't you gonna open your present?
It's not that I don't want to. Sometimes the remote impossible possibility that you might like me was all that sustained me. But not now. Not like this. This isn't real to you, you're only here because of a spell. I mean, if I thought you had one clue what it would mean to me, but you don't, so I can't.
[angered] So you're saying this is all a game?
A game? I... No!
You make me feel this way, and then you reject me? What am I, a toy?
Buffy, please calm down.
I'll calm down when you explain yourself!
Get away from him. He's mine.
Oh, I don't think so. Xander, tell her.
What? I, uh...
He doesn't have to say. I know what his heart wants.
Funny, I know what your face wants. [Buffy punches Amy hard in the face] What is this, you're two-timing me?
Goddess Hecate, work thy will...
Uh-oh.
... Before thee let the unclean thing crawl!
Harmony, shut up. [Xander looks back] Do you know what you are, Harmony? You're a sheep.
I'm not a sheep.
You're a sheep. All you ever do is what everyone else does just so you can say you did it first. And here I am, scrambling for your approval, when I'm way cooler than you are 'cause I'm not a sheep. I do what I wanna do, and I wear what I wanna wear. And you know what? [Xander smiles] I'll date whoever the hell I wanna date. No matter how lame he is. [Xander stops smiling]
S2 E17Passion
Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping...waiting...and though unwanted...unbidden...it will stir...open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us...guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. the joy of love...the clarity of hatred...and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we'd truly be dead.
Oh, God! I invited him in my car once. That means he can come into my car whenever he wants!
Yep, you're doomed to havin' to give him and his vamp pals a lift whenever they feel like it. And those guys never chip in for gas.
It's so weird. Every time something like this happens, my first instinct is still to run to Angel. I can't believe it's the same person. He's completely different from the guy that I knew.
Well, sort of, except ...
Except what?
You're still the only thing he thinks about.
I'm sorry, but let's not forget that I hated Angel long before you guys jumped on the bandwagon. So I think I deserve a little something for not saying "I told you so" long before now. And if Giles wants to go after the ... fiend that murdered his girlfriend, I say, "Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!"
Yeah. There's just one problem with Giles in a revenge scenario. It'll get him killed.
Are you insane? We're supposed to kill the bitch, not leave gag gifts in her friends' beds.
But, Spike, the bad teacher was going to restore Angel's soul.
What if she did? If you ask me, I find myself preferring the old Buffy-whipped Angelus. This new, improved one is not playing with a full sack. I love a good slaughter as much as the next bloke, but his little pranks will only leave us with one incredibly brassed-off Slayer!
Don't worry, Roller Boy. I've got everything under control. [ Molotov Cocktail lights the room on fire]
S2 E18Killed by Death
Hey. Here we are. It's all of we. Are we taking me home?
WDr. Wilkinson
No. Buffy, you need to lie down, honey.
Yeah? Lie at home. My bed is better than any bed that's... not my bed.
WDr. Wilkinson
She's still a little out of it.
Shhh! Hospital zone. No singing.
[Willow brings Buffy, who is in hospital, her homework]
Homework.
It's my way of saying get well soon.
You know, chocolate says that even better.
I did all your assignments. All you have to do is sign your name.
Chocolate means nothing to me.
Cordelia, have you actually ever heard of tact?
Tact is just not saying true stuff. I'll pass.
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