Quotes:
Xander (watching a Bollywood movie with Buffy and Willow): Is she dying?
Buffy: I think she's singing.
Xander: To a telephone. In Hindi. Now that's entertainment.
Xander: And we thought just because we didn't have any money or anyplace to go, this'd be a lackluster evening.
Buffy: How does the water buffalo fit in again?
Giles: Just because the paranormal is more "normal" and less... "para" of late, is no excuse for tardiness or letting your guard down.
Giles: Well, I'm not a demon, which is why you should let go.
Buffy: Taking on the undead doesn't exactly do wonders for your social life.
Buffy: Who needs a social life when you've got your very own Hellmouth?
Richard: Hi sweetheart. I'm Richard. And you are?
Buffy: Not interested.
Tom: Nice to meet you. Are you a senior here?
Buffy: Junior.
Tom: Me too. Except that I'm a senior. And I'm in college. So, we have that in common. And I major in History.
Buffy: Mm. History stumps me. I have a hard enough time remembering what happened last week.
Tom: No. Nothing happened last week. Don't worry - I was there.
Xander: Okay boots. Start a-walkin'.
Tom: Thanks for letting me ramble.
Buffy: You know, people underestimate the value of a good ramble.
Xander: I hate these guy. Whatever they want just falls into their laps. Don't you hate these guys?
Willow: Yea. With their charmed lives and movie-star looks and more money than you can count. I'm hating.
Angel: You're 16 years old and I'm 241.
Buffy: I've done the math.
Cordelia: Richard explained it to me, but I was so busy "really listening" that I didn't hear much.
Cordelia: Buffy, these men are rich, and I'm not being shallow. I'm thinking of all the poor people I could help with all my money.
Cordelia: It's like we're sisters, with really different hair.
Buffy: Well, say it.
Xander: I'm not gonna say it.
Willow: You lied to Giles.
Xander: Because she will.
Buffy: Look, I wasn't lying. I was just protecting him from information that he would't be able to digest properly.
Xander: Like a corn dog.
Willow: I can't believe she lied to Giles. My world is all askew.
Xander: Buffy's lying. Buffy's going to frat parties. That's not askew. That's cockeyed.
Willow: Askew is cockeyed.
Xander: Oh.
Cordelia: Are you ready for this?
Buffy: I don't know. Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Cordelia: Me too. Let's go.
Cordelia: You know what's so cool about college? The diversity. You've got all the rich people and all of the other people.
Richard: Have you seen our multimedia room?
Cordelia: Oh, the one with the cherry-walnut paneling and the two 48-inch televisions on satellite feed? No. Wanna show me?
Tom: We're not all a bunch of drunken louts. Some of us are sober louts.
Giles: What are you doing?
Willow: Oh sorry. (to Angel) The reflection thing that you don't have. Angel, how do you shave?
Giles: She lied to me?
Angel: Did... she have a date?
Willow: Well, why do you think she went to that party? Because you gave her the brush-off. (to Giles) And you never let her do anything except work and patrol. And I know she's the Chosen One, but you're killing her with the pressure. I mean, she's 16 going on 40. (to Angel) And you! You're gonna live forever. You don't have time for a cup of coffee?
Xander (after Angel puts on his 'Vampire' face): Okay, that is the guy you want to party with.
Buffy: Tom, you talk too much.
Buffy: I told one lie. I had one drink.
Giles: Yes, and you were very nearly devoured by a giant demon snake. The words, "Let that be a lesson" are a tad redundant at this juncture.
Xander: Starve the snake, lose a fortune. I guess the rich really are different.
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