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Cordelia: So, Giles is going to kill Angel, then?
Xander: Well, it's about time somebody did.
Willow: Xander!
Xander: I'm sorry, but let's not forget that I hated Angel long before you guys jumped on the bandwagon. So I think I deserve a little something for not saying "I told you so" long before now. And if Giles wants to go after the fiend that murdered his girlfriend, I say, Faster, pussycat. Kill, kill.

Angelus: The ritual of restoration. Wow. This... this brings back memories.
Jenny: Wait, that's your...
Angelus: Oh, my cure? No, thanks. Been there, done that, and deja vu just isn't what it used to be.

Jenny: I know you feel betrayed. Giles: Yes, well, that's one of the unpleasant side effects of betrayal.

Jenny: I might be a little late tomorrow. Do you think you could cover my class until I show?
Willow: Really? Me? Teach the class? Sure!
Jenny: Cool.
Willow: Oh, wait. What if they don't recognize my authority? What if they try to convince me that you always let them leave class early? What if there's a fire drill? What if there's a fire?
Jenny: Willow, you're gonna be fine. And I'll try not to be too late, okay?
Willow: Okay, good. Earlier is good. Will I have the power to assign detention? Or make them run laps?

Angelus: Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping...waiting... And though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank... Without passion, we'd be truly dead.

Xander: Excuse me, but have you ever heard of knocking?
Jonathan: We're supposed to get some books. On Stalin.
Xander: Does this look like a Barnes & Noble?
Giles: This is a school library, Xander.
Xander: Since when?

Giles: In my years as... Watcher... I've buried... too many people. But Jenny was the first I've loved. Buffy: I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't kill him for you... for her... when I had the chance. I wasn't ready. But I think I finally am. I can't hold on to the past anymore. Angel has gone. Nothing's ever gonna bring him back.