Nightmares Quotes

Joyce: You wanna go to school?
Buffy: Sure! Why not?
Joyce: Okay. Good day to buy that lottery ticket. I spoke with your father.
Buffy: He's coming, right?
Joyce: You're on for this weekend.
Buffy: Good.
 
Willow: My parents don't even bicker. Sometimes they glare. Do you know why your folks split up?
Buffy: I didn't ask. They just stopped getting along. I'm sure I was a really big help, though, with all the slaying and everything. I was in so much trouble. I was a big mess.
Willow: Well, I'm sure that didn't have anything to do with him leaving.
Buffy: No.
Willow: And he still comes down on weekends.
Buffy: Sometimes.
 
Cordelia: Why don't you revolve yourselves out of my light?
Xander: Uh, Wendell was in Cordelia's light.
Wendell: I'm so ashamed.
Willow: Why is she so Evita-like?
Buffy: I think it's the hair.
Willow: It weighs heavy on the cerebral cortex.
 
Buffy: Not really. Oh, no, my bag! I-I packed it for the weekend and I forgot it!
Joyce: You and your dad can swing by the house and get your bag. It's not an international crisis.
Buffy: Okay. Yeah, I just, uh, had meant to bring it. H-he's picking me up here, right? A-at 3:30?
Joyce: Honey, a-are you worried your father isn't gonna show?
Buffy: No! N-not really. Should I be?
Joyce: Well, of course, not! I-I-I just, I-I know it's a hard situation. You just have to remember that your father adores you. No more than I do, by the way.
 
Cordelia: I hope you studied for the history test.
Buffy: What history test?
Cordelia: The one we're having in fourth period right now.
Buffy: There's a history test? Nobody told me there was a history test! I haven't... I... Okay, I will catch up with you guys later.
 
Cordelia: You don't know where class is, do you?
Buffy: Uh...
Cordelia: Hardly a shocker. You've cut history just about every time we've had it.
Buffy: Well, I was there the first day. I think.
Cordelia: It's in here.
Buffy: I haven't been to class, I haven't read any of the assignments, how am I gonna pass this test?
Cordelia: Blind luck?
 
Xander: If there is a connection it doesn't sound like anything... What?
Willow: Xander! What happened to your...?!
Xander: I-I-I dunno! I was, uh, dressed a minute ago! It's a dream. It's gotta be a dream. Ow! Wake up. Ow! Gotta wake up.
 
Buffy: Did you find anything?
Giles: I don't know.
Buffy: You don't know if you didn't find anything.
Giles: I'm having a problem.
Buffy: What is it?
Giles: I-I can't read!
Buffy: What do you mean? You can read, like, three languages.
Giles: Five, actually, on a normal day. Th-the words here don't make any s-sense. I-it's gibberish!
 
Hank: I came early because there's something I've needed to tell you. About your mother and me. Why we split up.
Buffy: Well, you always told me it was because...
Hank: Uh, I know we always said it was because we'd just grown too far apart.
Buffy: Yeah, isn't that true?
Hank: Well, c'mon, honey, let's, let's sit down. You're old enough now to know the truth.
Buffy: Is there someone else?
Hank: No. No, it was nothing like that.
Buffy: Then what was it?
Hank: It was you.
 
Willow: Xander kinda found himself in front of our class not wearing much of anything.
Xander: Except my underwear.
Willow: Yeah! It was really... ...bad. It was a bad thing.
Xander: 'Bad thing'? I was naked. 'Bad thing' doesn't cover it.
Willow: Everyone staring? I would hate to have everyone paying attention to me like that.
Xander: With nudity! It's a total nightmare.
Willow: Well, yeah Xander! I-it's your nightmare!
 
Billy: I guess we're gonna bury someone. I wonder who died.
Master: Nobody died.
Master: What's the fun of burying someone if they're already dead?
 
Xander: Did you find Buffy?
Willow: I had to sing! Very bad to sing!
Xander: Willow, c'mon. Let's find the others.
Willow: What happened to you?
Xander: Remember my sixth birthday party?
Willow: Oh, yeah! When the clown chased you and you got so scared that you had... Oh!
 
Willow: Excuse me, when did they put a cemetery in across the street?
Xander: And when did they make it night over there?
Xander: Whose nightmare is this?
Giles looks at a gravestone that reads: Buffy Summers 1981 - 1997.
Giles: It's mine.

Buffy: I thought I was dead!
Willow: Buffy, your face!
Buffy: Oh, God!
Xander: Buffy...
Buffy: Don't look at me!
Giles: You never told me you dreamt of becoming a vampire.
Buffy: This isn't a dream.
Giles: No. No, it's not. But there's a chance that we can make it go away. This all comes from Billy. Now, if, if we can only wake him up, I believe that the nightmares will stop and reality will shift back into place, but we must do it now! I need you to hold together long enough to
help us. Can you do that?
Buffy: Yeah. I think I can.
Giles: Thank you.
Buffy: Well, we better hurry... 'cause I'm getting hungry.
Xander: That is a... joke, right?
 
Buffy: I just can't believe a kiddie league coach would do something like that.
Xander: Well, you obviously haven't played kiddie league. I'm surprised it wasn't one of the parents.
Willow: I'm just glad he's behind bars where he belongs.
Buffy: But that was kinda heroic, Xander, grabbing him and all.
Xander: Well, I just did what anyone else would've. I mean, if you wanna label it heroic...

Willow: When Buffy was a vampire, you weren't still, like, attracted to her, were you?
Xander: Willow, how can you... I mean, that's really bent! She was... grotesque!
Willow: Still dug her, huh?
Xander: I'm sick, I need help.
Willow: Don't I know it.