Anthony Stewart Head Quotes
Giles: Good Lord. You were dead, Buffy.
Buffy: I was only gone for a minute.
Giles: Clearly it doesn't matter how long you were gone. You were physically dead, thus causing the activation of the next Slayer.
Kendra: She died?
Buffy: Just a little.
Giles: She drowned. She was revived.
Willow: So there really are two of them?
Giles: It seems so.
Buffy: This guy was hardcore, Giles. Angel was powerfreaked by that ring.
Giles: I’m afraid he was not overreacting. This ring is worn only by members of the Order of Taraka. It's a society of deadly assassins dating back to King Solomon.
Xander: And didn't they beat the Elks this year in the Sunnydale Adult Bowling League Championships?
Giles: Their credo is to sow discord and kill the unwary.
Xander: Bowling is a vicious game.
Giles: That’s enough Xander!
Buffy: Giles, you're in pace mode. What gives?
Rupert Giles: Umm... this vampire who escaped, did you see what he took?
Buffy: No, but I can take a guess and say it was something old.
Rupert Giles: You made no effort to find out what was taken?
Buffy: Have a cow, Giles. I just figured it was your everyday vamp hijinx.
Giles: Well, what if it wasn’t? This could be very serious. If you made an effort to be more thorough in your observation...
Buffy: Well, if you don’t like the way I’m doing my job then why don’t you find someone else?! Oh, that’s right...there can only be one. As long as I’m alive there is no one else. Well, there you go...I don’t have to be the Slayer. I could be dead.
Buffy: Does it ever get easy?
[She stakes a vampire Ford after he rises from the grave]
Giles: You mean life?
Buffy: Yeah, does it get easy?
Giles: What do you want me to say?
Buffy: Lie to me.
Giles: Yes. It's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true. The bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies and everybody lives happily ever after.
Buffy: Liar.
Ethan: What? No hug? Aren't you pleased to see your old mate, Rupert?
Giles: I'm just surprised...I didn't guess it was you. This Halloween stunt stinks of Ethan Rayne.
Ethan: Yes, it does, doesn't it? Don't wish to blow my own trumpet, but it's genius. The very embodiment of "Be careful what you wish for."
Giles: It's sick, brutal, and it harms the innocent.
Ethan: Oh, and we all know that you are the champion of innocents and all things pure and good, Rupert. It's quite a little act you've got going here, old man.
Giles: It's no act...it's who I am.
Ethan: Who you are? The Watcher. Sniveling, tweed-clad guardian of the Slayer and her kin? I think not. I know who you are, Rupert, and I know what you're capable of. But they don't, do they? They have no idea where you come from.
Giles: Break the spell, Ethan. Then leave this place and never come back.
Ethan: Why should I? What's in the bargain for me?
Giles: You get to live.
Ethan: Oh Rupert. You're scaring me.
[Giles hits him]
Giles: Alright, let's-let's-let's review. So, everybody became whatever they were masquerading as?
Willow: Right. Xander was a soldier and Buffy was an eighteenth-century girl.
Giles: And your costume?
[He stares at her costume]
Willow: I'm a ghost.
Giles: Yes. Ummm...the ghost of what, exactly?
Giles: She lied to me?
Willow: Well...
Angel: Did...she have a date?
Willow: Well...
[Angel sighs]
Willow: Well, why do you think she went to that party? Because you gave her the brush-off.
[She turns to Giles]
Willow: And you never let her do anything except work and patrol. And I know she's the chosen one, but you're killing her with the pressure. I mean, she's sixteen going on forty!
[She turns to Angel]
Willow: And you! I mean, you're gonna live forever. You don't have time for a cup of coffee?!
[They stare at her]
Willow: Okay, I don't feel better now, and we've gotta help Buffy.
Willow: On the other hand, maybe Rodney just stepped out for a smoke?
Xander: For twenty-one hours?
Willow: It's addictive, you know.
Giles: We'll deal with that when we've ruled out evil curses.
Buffy: One day, I'm gonna live in a town where evil curses are just generally ruled out without even saying.
Xander: You know, this might go a lot faster if you femmes actually picked up a shovel, too.
Giles: Hear, hear.
Buffy: Sorry, but I'm an old-fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies.
Cordelia: Darn, I have cheerleader practice tonight. Boy, I wish I knew you were gonna be digging up dead people sooner, I would've canceled.
Xander: All right, but if you come across the army of zombies, can you page us before they eat your flesh?
[Cordelia leaves the library]
Giles: Xander...
Xander: Huh?
Giles: Zombies don't eat the flesh of the living.
Xander: Yeah, I knew that. But did you see the look on her face?
Willow: I mean, why else would she be acting like such a b-i-t-c-h?
Giles: Willow, I think we're a little too old to be spelling things out.
Xander: A "bitca"?
Buffy: So that's it, huh? I remember the drill: one slayer dies, the next one's called. I wonder who she is. Will you train her or will they send someone else?
Giles: Buffy, I...
Buffy: Does it say how he's gonna kill me? Do you think it'll hurt?
[Angel walks to her and she moves]
Buffy: Don't touch me! Were you even gonna tell me?
Giles: I was hoping I wouldn't have to, that there was some way around it.
Buffy: I've got a way around it: I quit.
Giles: It's not that simple.
Buffy: I'm making it that simple! I quit! I resign! I'm fired! You can find someone else to stop The Master from taking over.
Giles: I'm not sure that anyone else can. All the signs indicate...
Buffy: Signs?
[She throws books at him]
Buffy: Read me the signs! Tell me my fortune! You're so useful, sitting here with all of your books! You're really a lot of help!
Giles: No, I don't suppose I am.
Angel: I know this is hard.
Buffy: What do you know about this? You're never gonna die.
Angel: You think I want anything to happen to you? Do you think I could stand it? We just gotta figure out a way...
Buffy: I already did. I quit, remember? Pay attention.
Giles: Buffy, if The Master rises...
Buffy: I don't care! I don't care. Giles, I'm 16 years old. I don't wanna die.
