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Hey look! It's a big page of willowness.
Willow: You're the Slayer and we're like the Slayeretts. Buffy: It's weird, though. In his
way, I feel like he's still watching me.
Willow:We need to figure out how to kill this thing, and we need to do it fast. Buffy(to Willow):Hey, maybe you
should consider a career as a Watcher.
Buffy:Were you drinking coffee again?
'Cause we've talked about this.
Willow:Ah! A-ha! It's not Egyptian, it's Etruscan, mistaken for Egyptian by the design pattern, but any fool can see it predates its iconology. Ms.Calender:Morning, England.
Angel:They're children, making up
bedtime stories of friendly vampires to comfort themselves in the dark.
Willow:See, you made him do that thing where he's gone. Willow:The reflection thing that you don't have... Angel, how do you shave? Willow ( as a ghost):I don't even know what I'm looking for. Plus I can't turn the page. Willow: and you! I mean, you're going to live forever, you don't have time for a cup of coffee? Okay, I don't feel better now. Willow:Why are you suddenly so worried about looking like an idiot? That came out wrong. Willow:Well, what about the rest
of the note?
Willow: I don't like spiders, okay? Their furry bodies and their sticky webs, and what do they need all those legs for anyway? I'll tell you. For crawling across your face in the middle of the night. Ew! How do they not ruffle you? Willow: My parents don't even bicker. Sometimes they glare. Giles: You concentrate on re-animation
theory. I'll poke about in organ harvesting. Unless, of course, you prefer...
Willow:Boys are so fragile. Willow: The one boy that's really liked me and he's a demon robot. What does that say about me? Buffy: What am I gonna' do? Slay
vampires on stage?
Buffy: You want Xander, you've gotta'
speak up, girl!
Xander: Why do I need to learn this?
Willow:When I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool, or witty, or at all. I can usually make a few vowal sounds-then I have to go away. Willow: That means hacking illegaly into the school computer- finally something I can do. Willow: I sorta stumbled on to them when I accidentally decrypted the city council's security system. Giles: Why would anyone want to
hurt Cordelia?
Xander: What are you vixens up to?
Xander: I once drank an entire gallon
of gatorade without taking a breath.
Willow: I had this whole thing worked
out. And I had it written down, but it didn't make any sense when I was
reading it back.
Willow: I'll give Xander a call.
What's his number? Oh yeah, 1-800-IM-DATING-A-SKANKY-HO
Willow: Go where? You're not gonna kill Oz! Yeah, he's a werewolf, but he doesn' t mean to be. Willow: I like you. You're nice.
And you're funny. And you don't smoke. Well yeah, okay, werewolf. That's
not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month, I'm not much fun
to be around either.
Willow:Ok, but do they really stick
out?
Willow: It's kind of novel how he'll stay young and handsome forever, although you'll still get wrinkly and die……..and oh? What about the children? Ok I shut up now. Willow: How is it you always know
this stuff? You always know what is going on. I never know what's going
on.
Willow: My God, you people are all...well,
I'm upset and I can't think of a mean word right now, but that's what you
are and we're going to the factory!
Willow:Oz and I are in some sort of holding pattern. Except without the holding. Willow:I'm sorry about how all this
ended up. With me shooting you and all.
Willow: I have to go -- I have a class to teach in about five minutes, and I have to arrive early to glare disapprovingly at the stragglers. Oh, darn, she's here. Five hours of lesson planning yesterday down the drain... Willow: I bet you'll think coding is pretty cool. I mean, if you find two-digit multi-stacked conversions and primary number clusters a big hoot. Buffy:Willow might be our only hope.
Willow:Okay. Somebody explain this whole suck the world into hell thing because that's the part I'm not loving. Principle Synder: We having a chair
shortage?
Willow:So, you delved into the black
arts, and conjured up a hellbeast from the ocean's depths to wreak your
vengeance.
Giles: The ritual go all right?
Cordelia: Willow, are you aware
that there are no fish in your aquarium?
Willow: I'm going to have a hard
time explaining this to my dad.
Buffy:Hey, sorry about your fish.
Willow: Sorry, I have to talk to her. She's a teacher and teachers are to be respected, even if they're only filling in until the real teacher shows up, because otherwise chaos could ensue... Willow: I swear, men can be such jerks sometimes. Dead _or_ alive. Willow: Oh, wait. What if they don't
recognize my authority? What if they try to convince me that you always
let them leave class early? What if there's a fire drill? What if there's
a fire?
Willow:Oz has his cool hair today. I think I'm a groupie! Buffy:That guy over there is totally
checking you out.
Willow:I knew it. I knew it! Well, not knew it in the sense of having the slightest idea, but I knew there was something I didn't know. Ted:Your upgrades.
Buffy:Bet Giles wishes I were more
of a book geek.
Kendra:Did I not see you kissing
a vampire?
Buffy:Do you want to hang? We're
cafeteria bound.
Hey!!! We don’t have time for this, our friends are in trouble. Now we have to put our heads together and, and get them out of it. And if you two aren't with me a hundred and ten percent, then get the hell out of my library! Willow: Uh, Angel, if I say something you really don’t want to hear, do you promise not to bite me? Willow: Once again, I've been banished to the demon section of the card catalog. Willow: Dramatic scenes are the easiest way to get through a talent show, because it doesn't require an actual talent. Willow: Oh, wait, I need to sit
down.
Cordelia:I know that you share this
feeling we have for each other, deep down.
Willow: Well, you know, I have a
choice. I can spend my life waiting for Xander to go out with every other
girl in the world until he notices me, or I can just on with my life.
Willow: On the other hand, maybe
Rodney just steppes out for a smoke.
Oz: You know, I never really thanked
you.
Willow: The other night I dreamt that Xander... Uh, it wasn't Xander. In fact it wasn't me. In fact, it was a friend's dream, and she can't remember it. Angel: I guess I need help.
Willow: Goody! Research party!
Willow: I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in, right? Xander: Angel was in your bedroom?!
Buffy: It's too bad we can't take
a look at the Watcher diaries, and read up on Angel. I'm sure it's full
of fun facts to know and tell.
Xander: You just don't like him
'cause of that time he beat you up every day for five years.
Willow: There's a Slayer handbook?
Xander: This is a question that
no one particularly wants to hear but... where did they put his head?
Willow: We can't run, that would be wrong. Could we hide? Willow: I swear on my mother's grave... should something fatal happen to her, God forbid. Willows: Don't warn the tadpoles!
Angel: What are you doing?
Willow: So, Umpata, you're a girl.
Willow (to Xander): Why are you suddenly so worried about looking like an idiot? (pause) That came out wrong. Willow: What? Only Xander gets to make dumb jokes? Buffy: Have you dropped any hints?
(Willow gives Buffy a get well gift)
Buffy: Homework.
Willow: I'm good at medical stuff.
Xander and I used to play doctor all the time.
Willow: You're thinking too much.
Maybe you need to be impulsive.
Cordelia: Get out of here before
someone sees you impersonating a member of the swim team.
Willow: This means I can't help
you study for tomorrow's finals.
Willow: He got away. We still have some glitches in the system, like vampires getting away. Willow: We try not to get killed.
That's part of our whole mission statement…don't get killed.
Willow: No let them go Oz. Talking
about
it isn't helping. We might as well try some violence. (Zombies crash through
the window.)
Buffy: You're really enjoying this
whole moral superiority thing, aren't you?
Xander: That didn't just happen!
Buffy: I'm not exactly unpopular.
A lot of people came to my welcome home party.
Willow: There are forces at work
here, dark, incomprehensible forces!
Buffy: Let's do the timewarp again.
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