Buffy: "Somebody should speak before one of us graduates."
Riley: "What are you?"
Buffy: "Capricorn, on the cusp of Aquarius. You?"
Riley: "Sorry. Came out a little blunter than I intended. It's just... You're amazing - your speed, your strength."
Buffy: "Also passionate, artistic, and inquisitive. Who are you?"
Riley: "You know who I am. The rest... what I do... I can't tell you."
Buffy: "Well, then, let me. You're part of some military monster squad that captures demons, vampires - probably have some official sounding euphemisms for them, like... unfriendlies, or non-sapiens."
Riley: "Hostile sub-terrestrials."
Buffy: "So, you deliver these HST's to a bunch of lab-coats who perform experiments on them, which, among other things, turns some into harmless little bunnies. How am I doing so far?"
Riley: "A little too well."

Buffy: "Look it up: Slayer, comma, The."

Buffy: "I really thought that you were a nice, normal guy."
Riley: "I am a nice, normal guy."
Buffy: "Maybe by this town's standards, but I'm not grading on a curve."

Spike: "I look like a plumber to you?"
Xander: "No. You look like a big mooch who doesn't lift a finger around here. But I have to get to work."
Spike: "Yeah, delivering melted cheese on bread. Doing your part to keep America constipated."

Giles: "It was an earthquake, Buffy. A not uncommon occurrence in Southern California. No reason to think it was anything more."
Buffy: "Oh, I so have a reason. A darn good reason. The last time we had an earthquake, I died."
Giles: "Yes, I know that, and therefore, I completely understand your anxiety."
Buffy: "Oh, good. 'Cause I'd hate for my little untimely, horrible death concern to be ambiguous."

Buffy: "I told you. I said end of the world. And you're like, 'Pooh-pooh, Southern California, pooh-pooh.'"
Giles: "I'm so very sorry. My contrition completely dwarfs the impending apocalypse."
Willow: "No, it can't be. We-we've done this already."
Giles: "It's the end of the world. Everyone dies. It's rather important, really."
Willow: "So what do we do?"
Buffy: "I stop it."

Riley: "I'm confused... But I can feel my skin humming. My hands, my... my every inch of me. I've never been this excited about anybody before. I'm not trying to scare you, and I'm not gonna force myself on you. But I am, by god, not gonna walk away because I think it might not work. I don't know what's happened in your past..."
Buffy: "Pain. Death. Apocalypse. None of it fun."

Xander: "What? He wants to die, I want to help."
Willow: "It's ooky. We know him. We can't just let him poof himself."

Riley: "Yeah, I was just passing by, and I thought I heard people inside."
Willow: "You were just passing by in your G.I. Joe outfit?"
Buffy: "No offense, but you do look wicked conspicuous."
Riley: "I do? I... paint ball! I was just playing paint ball... and then the aftershock..."
Xander: "So you're one of the commando guys, huh?"
Riley: "Oh, no no no no. Commando, no, I mean... (to Spike) Do I know you?"
Spike (Midwestern accent): "Me? No. No, sir. I'm just an ol' pal of Xander's here."

Spike: "What's this? Sitting around watching the telly while there's evil still afoot? It's not very industrious of you. I say, we go out there, and kick a little demon ass. What, can't go without your Buffy? Is that it? Too chicken? Let's find her. She is the Chosen One, after all. Come on! Vampires! Grrr! Nasty. Let's annihilate them. For justice, and for the safety of puppies, and Christmas, right? Let's fight that evil. Let's kill something. Oh, come on!"

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