Buffy: "I can't put it off any longer. I have to meet my terrible fate."
Giles: "What?"
Buffy: "Biology."

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: "Willow, don't you have a thing?"
Willow: "A thing? The thing...that I have...which is a thing...that I have to go to.   See you later!"
Buffy: "What on Earth is her deal?"
Xander: "Oh, she's Willow."

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

Master: "Welcome."
Buffy: "Thanks for having me. You know, you really ought to talk to your contractor. Looks like you've got some water damage."
Master: "Oh, good. The feeble banter portion of the fight."

Master: "Come forth, my child. Come into my world."
Buffy: "I don't think it's yours just yet."
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: "Where are your jibes now? Will you laugh when my hell is on earth?"
Buffy: "You're that amped about Hell? Go there!"

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