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| Buffy What started out as a campy movie, became one of the hottest shows on TV, with seven action packed seasons. Discuss the complete Buffy: the Vampire Slayer saga here. |
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20th August 2001, 07:14 PM
| #146 (permalink) |
| OB-Wan  Join Date: Jul 2001
Posts: 1,357
| HOW ABOUT SOME QUOTES? Joyce, in memorium: ------------------------- PRINCIPAL SNYDER: I'm required to educate every juvenile who's not in jail where she belongs. Welcome back. BUFFY: So, I'm really back [in school] because the School Board overruled you... Wow, that's like having your whole ability to do this job called into question when you think about it. JOYCE: I think what my daughter's trying to say is: nyah, nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah. ----------------------------- JOYCE: He [Dracula] seemed so nice and normal... A little pale... WILLOW: A good Sunnydale rule of thumb? Avoid white-skinned men in capes. JOYCE: I didn't - he was in a suit. A lovely suit... He came by the gallery, and he was amazingly well informed about art history- TARA: Probably because he was around for most of it. -------------------- RILEY: Morning, Mrs. Summers. You look great. JOYCE: Thank you, Riley. BUFFY: Suck up. RILEY: What, it's a nice outfit. Besides, 'I'm here to violate your firstborn' never goes over with the parents. Not sure why. ---------------------- JOYCE: This must be my two-teenage-daughters-in-the-house headache. I thought it felt familiar. BUFFY: Good work, Dawn. You gave her a headache. DAWN: I did not. Did I give you a headache, Mom? I'm sure part of it is Buffy's. BUFFY: But part of it is Dawn's. JOYCE: It's so nice you've learned to share. ------------------------ BUFFY: Private school? You mean, like jackets and kilts? You want me to get field hockey knees? JOYCE: It's not that bad. BUFFY: What about home schooling? You know, it's not just for scary religious people anymore. -------------- JOYCE: Do you want to rent a movie tonight? BUFFY: Sounds like fun. JOYCE: Just nothing with horror in it. Or romance. Or men. BUFFY: I guess we're "Thelma & Louise"-ing it again? JOYCE: Good call. ---------------- BUFFY: But I looked good in it. JOYCE: You looked like a streetwalker. BUFFY: But a thin streetwalker. That's probably not going to be the winning argument, is it?" JOYCE: You're just too young to wear that. BUFFY: Yeah, I'm gonna be too young to wear it until I'm too old to wear it. JOYCE: That's the idea. ---------------------- [Buffy and friends are caring for eggs to practice parenting skills.] BUFFY: I didn't sleep well. JOYCE: What's the matter, your egg keep you up all night? BUFFY: You're killing me. Parenting's a pain. JOYCE: Wait 'til it starts dating. -------------- |
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21st August 2001, 07:09 PM
| #147 (permalink) |
| It goes on.....  Join Date: Apr 2001
Posts: 4,690
| quotes....good idea! As promised...... Consequences Angel (to Faith): I'm sorry about the chains. It's not that I don't trust you... Actually, it is that I don't trust you. Angel: It's like talking to a wall. Only you get more from a wall. Angel: You can't imagine the price for true evil. Faith: Yeah? I hope evil takes MasterCard. Willow: Can I... I-I'm just wondering. Why? I'm not the most objective, I know. I kind of have an issue with Faith sharing my people. (awww poor Will) Wesley: What can I do? I want to help. Buffy: You still got your ticket back to the mother country? Doppelgangler Anya: For a thousand years I wielded the powers of The Wish. I brought ruin to the heads of unfaithful men. I brought forth destruction and chaos for the pleasure of the lower beings. I was feared and worshipped across the mortal globe. And now I'm stuck at Sunnydale High. Mortal. Child. And I'm flunking math. Buffy: The Watchers Council shrink is heavy into tests. He's got tests for everything. T.A.T.s, Rorschach, associative logic...He even has that test to see if you're crazy that asks if you ever hear voices or you ever wanted to be a florist. Willow: Ooo, I used to want...Wait. Florist means crazy, right? I never wanted to do that. Willow: Yeah, that's me. Reliable-Dog-Geyser Person.  Buffy: Aren't you gonna introduce me to your...*Holy God*, you're Willow.  Giles: She was truly the finest of all of us. Xander: Way better than me. Giles: Much, much better. Buffy: Willow, you're alive? Willow: Aren't I usually? Giles: Well, uh... something... something, um, very strange is happening. Xander: Can you believe the Watcher's Council let this guy go? Anya: What a day. Gimme a beer. Bartender: I.D. Anya: I'm eleven hundred and twenty years old! Just gimme a frigin' beer! Bartender: I.D. Anya: Gimme a Coke. Angel: Willow's dead...Hey, Willow...Wait a second. Buffy: Should we call Faith? Giles: No, I don't want her in combat yet. Not around civilians. Xander: Hear, hear. Willow: It's horrible! That's me as a vampire? I'm so evil and... skanky. And I think I'm kinda gay. Buffy: Willow, just remember, a vampire's personality has nothing to do with the person it was. Angel: Well, actually... That's a good point. (In Hindsight...) Anya: Vampires. Always thinking with your teeth. Enemies Giles: Demons after money. Whatever happened to the still-beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore. Buffy: Fashion tip Wes, mouth looks better closed. Xander: Got the address. I beat it out of Willy the snitch personally. Buffy: You beat up Willy? Xander: Sure. Well actually, let's just say I applied some pressure. Or more accurately, I asked politely and then... okay, I bribed him. Buffy: How much? Xander: 28 bucks. Does the council reimburse for that kind of stuff? Giles: Did you get a receipt? Xander: Damn. Buffy: I know this, that's down by the bus station. Not the nicest part of town. Giles: Again, see. No standards. Any self respecting demon should be living in a pit of filth or nice crypt. Buffy: You're right, Faith would never do that. Willow: Faith would totally do that. Faith was built to do that. She's the do-that-girl. Buffy: Comfort, remember? Comfort here? Willow: Please, does Angel come up to Faith's standards for a guy? Let's see, is he breathing? Buffy: Actually, no. Earshot Giles: I was just filling Buffy in on my progress regarding the research of Ascension. Wesley: Oh. And what took up the rest of the minute? Willow: The school paper is edging on depressing lately. Have you guys noticed that? Oz: I don’t know. I usually go straight to the obits. Oz: It was intense. Xander: Yeah, for a minute there I thought you were gonna make an expression. Oz: Well, I felt one coming on, I won’t lie. Xander: You have no shame. Cordelia: Oh please, like shame is something to be proud of. Angel: You don’t have to play games with me Buffy. Ever. Buffy: Well, you’re not exactly Joe-Here’s-What-I’m-Thinking. Angel: So ask me. Buffy: Oh, but that would have made sense. Angel: Be careful with this gift. A lot of things that seem strong and good and powerful, they can be painful. Buffy: Like say, immortality? Angel: Exactly, I’m dying to get rid of that. Buffy: Funny. Angel: I’m a funny guy. Xander: I’m still having trouble with the that one of us is just going to gun everybody down for no reason. Cordelia: Yeah, because that never happens in American high schools. Oz: It’s bordering on trendy at this point. Cordelia: Hi Mr. Beach. I was just wondering, were you planning on killing a bunch of people tomorrow. Oh, it’s for the yearbook. Larry: Man, I’m out. I’m so out I’ve got my grandma fixing me up with guys. Oz: Dingoes Ate My Baby played their instruments as if they had plump polish sausages taped to their fingers. Freddy: Sorry man. Oz: No, it’s fair. Buffy: Well, it’s nice to help someone in a non-slaying capacity. Except, he’s starting to get that look you know, like he’s gonna ask me to Prom. Giles: Well, it’d probably be good for his self-esteem if you… Buffy: What am I, Saint Buffy? Giles: Feel up to some training? Buffy: Sure, we could work-out after school, you know, if you’re not too busy having sex with my mother! *Giles walks into a tree.* Choices Buffy: Do you get the feeling that we're kind of in a rut? Angel: Rut? Buffy: You never take me any place new. Angel: What about that fire demon nest in the cave by the beach? Thought that was a nice change of pace. Buffy: So this is our future? I mean, this is how we're gonna spend our nights when I'm 50 and you're... the same age you are now? Angel: Let's just get you to 50. Buffy: Liking that plan. Buffy: You, I can't believe you got into Oxford. Willow: It's pretty exciting. Oz: That's some deep academia there. Buffy: There's where they make Gileses. Willow: I know. I can learn and have scones. Xander: Kerouac. He's my teacher. The open road, my school. Buffy: Making the open dumpster your cafeteria? Xander: Go ahead, mock me. Oz: I think she just did. Wesley: I don't understand. Buffy: Well, I don't think I can talk any slower, Wes. Wesley: But you're a Slayer. Buffy: Yeah, I'm also a person. You can't just define me by my Slayerness. That's... something-ism. Wesley: You cannot leave Sunnydale! With the power invested in me by the Council, I forbid it. Giles: Oh, yes, that should settle it. Willow: Hey, I eat danger for breakfast. Xander: But, oddly enough, she panics in the face of breakfast foods. Xander: I need a volunteer to hit Wesley. Mayor: She's pretty, Angel. A little skinny. Still don't understand why it couldn't work out with you and my Faith. I guess you kinda just have strange tastes in women. Angel: Yeah, well, what can I say? I like 'em sane. Snyder: You... all of you... Why couldn't you be dealing drugs like normal people? The Prom 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. Xander: Well, gosh. I wonder why not? It couldn't have anything to do with your sales pitch. Anya: Men are evil. Will you go with me? Oz: Anya, huh? Interesting choice. Xander: Choice is kind of a broad term for my situation. See, it's either Anya, or the sock puppet of love for this boy. Willow: Well, if Anya tries to get you killed, put me down for a big "I told you so." 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. Oz: Once again, the Hellmouth puts the "special" in special occasion. Buffy: I'm gonna give you all a nice, fun, normal evening if I have to kill every person on the face of the Earth to do it. Xander: Yay? Willow: We got in. Maybe we should dance before we get besieged, bedeviled or beheaded or something. 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 have one more award to give out. Is Buffy Summers here tonight? Did she....um...This is actually a new category. First time ever. I guess there were a lot of write in ballots and the prom committee asked me to read this. "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 not secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here." Student 1: Zombies. Student 2: Hyena people. Student 3: 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 that at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class offers it's thanks and gives you, uh... this." It's from all of us. And it has written here, Buffy Summers- Class Protector. (okay doesn't come under the humour category, what can i say, couldn't help myself??) :star: |
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21st August 2001, 07:30 PM
| #149 (permalink) |
| lost in Time  Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Illinois
Posts: 9,373
| Loved that last part! you know with the reward and everything of course I loved them all but you know they were all just so great. I had to hold in my laughter but I managed to keep myself from faling on the floor. not sure how...  |
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