Darla : "You're not going anywhere until we've fed."
Willow : "Aaaaahhhhhh!"
Buffy : "Well, this is nice. It's a little bare, but a dash of paint, a few throw pillows, call it home."
Darla : "Who the Hell are you?"
Buffy : "You mean, there's actually somebody in this town who doesn't know already? Oh, that's a relief! I'm telling you guys, having a secret identity in this town is a job of work."

Buffy : "Okay, what's the sitch?"
Giles : "Sorry?"
Buffy : "You heard about the dead guy, right? The dead guy in the locker?"
Giles : "Yes."
Buffy : "'Cause it's the weirdest thing. He's got 2 little-little holes in his neck and all his blood's been drained. Isn't that bizarre? Aren't you just going "oooh?"
Giles : "I was afraid of this."
Buffy : "Well, I wasn't. It's my first day. I was afraid that I was gonna be behind in all my classes, that I wouldn't make any friends, that I would have last month's hair. I didn't think there'd be vampires on campus and I don't care."
Giles : "Then why are you here?"
Buffy : "To tell you that... I don't care, which I don't, and have now told you... So, bye!"
Giles : "Is he... will he rise again?"
Buffy : "Who?"
Giles : "The boy."
Buffy : "No. He's just dead."
Giles : "Can you be sure?"
Buffy : "To make you a vampire, they have to suck your blood, and then you have to suck their blood. It's like a whole big sucking thing. Mostly, they're just gonna kill you."

Alexander : "The only thing I can think is that you're building a really little fence."
Buffy : "Haha, no... Actually, it was for self-defense. Everyone has them in L.A.. Pepper spray is just so passé."

Buffy (à Willow) : "Seize the moment 'cause tomorrow you might be dead!"