Buffy: "Maybe we should think about getting a few mirrors. And maybe a drawer, you know, for some of my stuff. Because that's what couples do -- they have drawers."

Xander: "So, now, how did that work? Women would wish horrible things on their ex-boyfriends, you'd show up and make it happen."
Anya: "That's right. The power of the Wish made me a righteous sword to smite the unfaithful."
Xander: "Well, hey, good luck with that. Hope it works for you."
Anya: "You know, you can laugh, but I have witnessed a millennium of treachery and oppression from the males of the species, and I have nothing but contempt for the whole libidinous lot of them."
Xander: "Then why are you talking to me?"
Anya: "I don't have a date for the prom."

Cordelia: "No dresses, no cellphone, no car. Everything has been taken away because Daddy made a little mistake on his taxes... for the last 12 years."

Buffy: No, if you have something to say, say it. Angel, drop the cryptic, you're scaring me.
Angel: I've been thinking... about our future. And the more I do, the more I feel like us- you and me, being together is unfair to you.
Buffy: Is this about what the Mayor said? Because he was just trying to shake us up.
Angel: He was right.
Buffy: No. No, he wasn't. He's the bad guy.
Angel: You deserve more. You deserve something outside of demons and darkness. You should be with someone who can take you into the light. Someone who can make love to you.
Buffy: I don't care about that.
Angel: You will. And children.
Buffy: Children? Can you say jumping the gun. I killed my goldfish.
Angel: Today. But you have no idea how fast it goes, Buffy. Before you know it, you'll want it all. A normal life.
Buffy: I'll never have a normal life.
Angel: Right. You'll always be the Slayer. But that's all the more reason why you should have a real relationship instead of this- this freakshow. I didn't mean that.
Buffy: I wanna go.
Angel: I'm sorry. Buffy... you know how much I love you. It kills me to say this.
Buffy: Then don't. Who are you to tell me what's right for me? You think I haven't thought about this.
Angel: Have you? Rationally?
Buffy: No. Of course not. I'm just some swooning little school girl, right?
Angel: I'm trying to do what's right here. I'm trying to think with my head instead of my heart.
Buffy: Heart? You have a heart? It isn't even beating.
Angel: Don't.
Buffy: Don't what? Don't love you? I'm sorry. You know what? I didn't know that I got a choice in that. I'm never gonna change. I can't change. I want my life to be with you.
Angel: I don't.
Buffy: You don't want to be with me? I can't believe you're breaking up with me.
Angel: It doesn't mean that I don't...
Buffy: How am I supposed to stay away from you?
Angel: I'm leaving. After the Ascension. After it's finished with the Mayor and Faith. If we survive, I'll go.
Buffy: Where?
Angel: I don't know.
Buffy: Is this really happening?

Anya: "So then this one time, a girl wished that her ex would cannibalize himself. Even I had a hard time watching that one, let me tell you."
Xander: "Cordelia. Wesley. My god in heaven, it's good to see you. How are you both? And details, please."

Oz: "Everything cool?"
Buffy: "Coolest. Devil dogs are history. How's the prom?"
Oz: "Strangely affecting. I got all teared up when they played 'We Are Family'."

Jonathan: "We're not good friends. Most of us never found the time to get to know you. But that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. We don't talk about it much, but it's no secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here.
Student: "Zombies!"
Student: "Hyena people!"
Student: "Snyder!!"
Jonathan: "But whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you, or helped by you at one time or another. We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history. And we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class offers its thanks, and gives you, uh, this. It's from all of us, and it has written here: Buffy Summers - Class Protector."