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Xander: See, what I should do is I should just start with talking about the dance. (clears his throat) Y'know, Buffy, Spring Fling just isn't any dance. It's a time for students to choose, um... a mate and then we can... observe their... mating rituals and tag them before they migrate. Just kill me!

Buffy: And they're getting cockier. Look, I'm not loving it. Last night was a pretty close call.
Giles: (distracted) Yes.
Buffy: Giles, care? I'm putting my life on the line battling the undead. Look, I broke a nail, okay? I'm wearing a press-on. The least you could do is exhibit some casual interest. You could go, 'hmm'.
Giles: Hmm?

Buffy: Wow. That was boring.
Xander: I don't feel that boring covers it.
Buffy: No, boring falls short.
Willow: Even I was bored. And I'm a science nerd.
Buffy: Don't say that.
Willow: I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in, right?

Xander: Buffy, I want you to go to the dance with me. You and me, on a date.
Buffy: I-I don't know what to say.
Xander: Well, you're not laughing. So that's a good start.

Cordelia: Willow! I really like your outfit!
Willow: No, you don't.
Cordelia: No, I really don't, but I need a favor.

Giles: I wish to God I were! But it's very plain! Tomorrow night Buffy will face the Master, and she will die.
Angel: Well, have you verified the text?
Buffy: So that's it, huh? I remember the drill. One Slayer dies, next one's called! Wonder who she is. Will you train her? Or will they send someone else?
Giles: Buffy, I...
Buffy: They say how he's gonna kill me? Do you think it'll hurt? Don't touch me! Were you even gonna tell me?
Giles: I was hoping that I wouldn't have to. That there was... some way around it. I...
Buffy: I've got a way around it. I quit!
Angel: It's not that simple.
Buffy: I'm making it that simple! I quit! I resign, I-I'm fired, you can find someone else to stop the Master from taking over!
Giles: I'm not sure that anyone else can. All the... the signs indicate...
Buffy: The signs? READ ME THE SIGNS! TELL ME MY FORTUNE! YOU'RE SO USEFUL SITTING HERE WITH ALL YOUR BOOKS! YOU'RE REALLY A LOTTA HELP!
Giles: No, I don't suppose I am.
Angel: I know this is hard.
Buffy: What do you know about this? You're never gonna die!
Angel: You think I want anything to happen to you? Do you think I could stand it? We just gotta figure out a way...
Buffy: I already did. I quit, remember? Pay attention!
Giles: Buffy, if the Master rises...
Buffy: I don't care! I don't care. Giles, I'm sixteen years old. I don't wanna die.

Ms. Calendar: The part that gets me, though, is where Buffy is the Vampire Slayer. She's so little.

Buffy: When he wakes up tell him... I don't know. Think of something cool, tell him I said it.

Xander: How could you let her go?
Giles: As the soon-to-be-purple area of my jaw will attest, I did *not* *let* her go!

Ms. Calendar: Uh, I'm sorry to bring this up, but we also have an apocalypse to worry about?
Xander: Do you mind?
Willow: How come she's in the club?

Xander: I don't like you. At the end of the day, I pretty much think you're a vampire. But Buffy's got this big old yen for you. She thinks you're a real person. And right now I need you to prove her right.
Angel: You're in love with her.
Xander: Aren't you?

Xander: You were looking at my neck.
Angel: What?
Xander: You were checking out my neck! I saw that!
Angel: No, I wasn't!
Xander: Just keep your distance, pal.
Angel: I wasn't looking at your neck!
Xander: I told you to eat before we left.

Master: You're dead!
Buffy: I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you.
Master: You were destined to die! It was written!
Buffy: What can I say? I flunked the written.

Master: Did you really think you could best me here when you couldn't below?
Buffy: You have fruit punch mouth.
Master: What?

Buffy: Oh, sorry. It's just been a really weird day.
Xander: Yeah! Buffy died, and everything!

Buffy: I'm hungry.
Xander: So what's the story with the car?
Cordelia: Oh, that was me, saving the day!
Willow:(to angel) Get something to drink.
Buffy: Is anybody else hungry?
Willow:(to Angel) Well, no, don't do that. Just hang.
Buffy: I'm really, really hungry.
Angel: By the way, I really like your dress.
Buffy: Yeah, yeah. Big hit with everyone.