The Pack Quotes

Xander: Hey! Buffy!
Willow: You missed it!
Buffy: Missed what?
Xander: We just saw the zebras mating! Thank you, very exciting...
Willow: It was like the Heimlich, with stripes!

Kyle: I think it's a family reunion. It's so... touching. Doesn't anybody have a camera? Whapish!
Rhonda: Hey, does your mom still pick out your lice, or are you old enough to do that yourself now?

Zookeeper: You're not going in there. Anyone that does is in a world of trouble.
Willow: No, no one's going in there.
Buffy: Why is it off-limits?
Zookeeper: It's a quarantine. These hyenas just came in from Africa, so keep out. Even if they call your name.
Buffy: What are you talking about?
Zookeeper: The Masai tribesmen told me that hyenas are capable of understanding human speech. They follow humans around by day, learning their names. At night, when the campfire dies, they call out to a person. Once they separate him, the pack devours them.

Buffy: I didn't notice anything. But then again I'm not as hyperaware of him as, oh, say, for example, you.
Willow: Hyperaware?
Buffy: Well, I'm not constantly monitoring his health, his moods, his blood pressure...
Willow: 130 over 80!
Buffy: You got it bad, girl!
Willow: He makes my head go tingly. You know what I mean?
Buffy: I dimly recall.

Giles: Right! That's enough training for one day.
Buffy: Well, that last roundhouse was kinda sloppy. Are you sure you don't wanna do it again?
Giles: No! No, no, that's fine. You just... run along to class. While I wait for the feeling to return to my arms.
 
Xander: Why do I need to learn this?
Willow: 'Cause otherwise you'll flunk math?
Xander: Explain the part where that's bad.
Willow: You remember, you fail math, you flunk out of school, you end up being the guy at the pizza place that sweeps the floor and says, 'Hey, kids, where's the cool parties this weekend?' We've been through this. Do you have a headache?
Xander: Yeah, and I think I know what's causing it. Ah! That's better, it goes right to the source of the pain.
Willow: Xander...
Xander: Look, forget it, okay? I don't get it. I won't ever. I don't care.

Xander: And, well, we've been friends for such a long time that I feel like I need to tell you something.
Xander: I've, um... I've decided to drop geometry. So I won't be needing your math help anymore. Which means I won't have to look at your pasty face again.

Giles: Xander's taken to teasing the less fortunate?
Buffy: Uh-huh.
Giles: And, there's been a noticeable change in both clothing and demeanor?
Buffy: Yes.
Giles: And, well, otherwise all his spare time is spent lounging about with imbeciles.
Buffy: It's bad, isn't it.
Giles: It's devastating. He's turned into a sixteen-year-old boy. Course, you'll have to kill him.

Buffy: Get off of me.
Xander: Is that what you really want? We both know what you really want. You want danger, don't cha? You like your men dangerous.
Buffy: You're in trouble, Xander. You are infected with some hyena thing, it's like a demonic possession!
Xander: Dangerous and mean, right? Like Angel. Your Mystery Guy. Well, guess who just got mean.

Willow: I heard the vice-principal's taking over till they can find a replacement.
Buffy: It shouldn't be too hard to find a new principal. Unless they ask what happened to the last one.
Xander: Okay, but I had nothing to do with that, right?
Buffy: Oh, right.
Willow: You only ate the pig.
Xander: I ate a pig? Was it cooked and called bacon or...
Xander: Oh, my God! I ate a pig? I mean, the whole trichinosis issue aside, yuck!

Giles: I've been reading up on my, uh, animal possession, and I cannot find anything anywhere about memory loss afterwards.
Xander: Did you tell them that?
Giles: Your secret dies with me.
Xander: Shoot me, stuff me, mount me.