Welcome to the Hellmouth

"Now, we can do this the hard way, or...well, actually there's just the hard way."
"That's fine with me."
"Are you sure? Now, this is not going to be pretty. We're talking violence, strong language, adult content..."

Doppelgängland

"Buff, I'm storming off now. It doesn't really work if you come with me."

"Did you try looking inside the sofa in HELL?"

"Emotional control?"
"I'm workin' on it!"

"Gosh, look at those."

"Hands! Hands in new places!"

"Hey, aren't you going to introduce me to your new...Holy God, you're Willow."

"Hey, you guys didn't happen to do a whole bunch of drugs, didya?"

"I killed her. And sucked her blood...as we vampires do."

"I should just leave you in there. But since I'm a great humanitarian, you're just going to have to think of some way to pay me back."
"Okay. [vamps] How 'bout dinner?"

"I'd call that a radical intepretation of the text."

"I'm a blood-sucking fiend! Look at my outfit!"

"I'm all fuzzy."

"I'm challenged."
"You're lazy, self-involved and spoiled. That's quite the challenge."

"I'm eleven hundred and twenty years old, just give me a frickin' beer!"
"ID."
*sigh* "Give me a coke."

"It was just like fun, only boring."

"Just don't mark the box that says 'Sometimes, I like to kill people.'"

"Magic is dangerous, Anya. It's not to be toyed with."

"Maybe I don't want to be Old Reliable all the time. Maybe I'm not just some doormat person, Homework Gal...maybe I'll change my look, or cut class, you don't know! And I'm eating this banana, lunchtime be damned."

"Of course I am. No Slayer of <i>mine</i> is gonna live in a fleabag hotel. That place as a very unsavory reputation! There are immoral liaisons going on there."
"Yeah, plus all the screwing."

"Oh, sure, Oz and I play Mistress of Pain every night."
"Did anyone else just go to a scary visual place?"
"Oh, yeah."

Xander: "So, in your reality, I'm like this bad-ass vampire, huh? People afraid of me?"
[Vamp!Will looks at Xander, then rolls her eyes]
Xander: "Oh, yeah. I'm bad."

"10 to 1. Could get pointless."

"That's me. Reliable, dog, geyser person."

"They even have that test to see if you're crazy where they ask if you ever hear voices or if you ever wanted to be a florist."
"Oo, I used to want...wait, florist means crazy, right? I never wanted to do that."

"This is a dumb world. In my world, there are people in chains and we can ride them like ponies."

"This just can't get more disturbing"

"Wanna go to the Expresso Pump and get sugered up on mochas?"

"...What? Do I have something on my neck?"
"Not yet."

"You don't have to be scared...just to please me."

"You know, it occurs to me that we've never had the chance to really talk. You know, with you locked up."

"You know what? I like the look. It's...it's extreme, but it, it looks good, you know, it's a...leather thing, and uh...I said extreme already, right?"

Fear, Itself

"Who's the little fear demon? Who's the little fear demon?"
"Xander, don't taunt the fear demon."
"Why, can he hurt me?"
"No, it's just tacky."