Welcome to Sunnydale

Buffy: Mom, dead people are talking to you. Do the math!
Joyce: I’m sorry, Buffy

3.11 Gingerbread

3.01 Anne

(7.22 Chosen)

Willow: What did you just do?
Buffy: I don’t know…  But it was cool!

(6.08 Tabula Rasa)

Buffy in Season Two.

Willow in Season One

Tara: I have no speech. No name. I live in the action of death. The blood-cry, the penetrating wound. I am destruction. Absolute. Alone.

Buffy: The Slayer.

Tara: The first.

(4.22 Restless)

Buffy: Play’s long over. What are you still doing in costume?
Willow: Okay, still having to explain wherein this is just my outfit.
Buffy: Willow, everybody already knows. Take it off.
Willow: No… No, I need it…
Buffy: Oh, for God’s sake just take it OFF. That’s better.
Harmony: See? Is everybody very clear on this now?
Anya (laughing): Oh my god! It’s like a tragedy!
Oz (to Tara): I tried to warn you…
Anya: It’s exactly like a greek tragedy. There should only be greeks.

Willow (reciting): My book report. This summer, I read The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe…
Xander: Oh, who CARES….?

(4.22 Restless)