You can't do that. It's wrong.

Who Are You

Willow: Tara, it's not like I don't want my friends to know you. It's just... well, Buffy's like my best friend, and she's really special. And there's this whole bunch of us, and we sort of have this group thing that revolves around the slaying, and I really want you to meet them. But I kind of like having something that's just, you know, mine.

Faith as Buffy: The Scooby Gang's all here. Willow, Xander, and... (not recognizing Anya) everybody.

Willow: Where is she?
Faith as Buffy: On her way to the big house. Cops took her off my hands about an hour ago. Poetic justice.
Anya: How's that?
Faith as Buffy: Well, she did all those crimes, and now she's being arrested. I guess that's just regular justice. It's cool, anyway.

Faith as Buffy: So they're taking her to England?
Giles: It'll be a long, long time before she returns.
Faith as Buffy, laughing: Oh, I'm sorry. It's just...I'm happy. Faith is evil.
Willow: Yeah. I hope they throw the book at her.
Giles: I'm not sure there is a book for this.
Willow: They could throw other things.
Faith as Buffy: I forgot how much you don't like Faith.
Willow: After what she's done to you? Oh, I wish those council guys would let me have an hour alone in the room with her, if I was larger and had grenades.

Anya: So what you're saying is that everything's fine?
Giles: Oh, um, yes.
Anya: Well, I'm glad you called us all here because that information could never be conveyed by telephone.

Xander: We kind of have a romantic evening planned.
Anya: We were gonna light a bunch of candles and have sex near them.
Faith as Buffy: Well, we certainly don't want to cut into that seven minutes.
Anya: Hey.
Xander: I believe that's my hey. Hey!

Faith as Buffy: You're a vampire.
Spike: Was. And as soon as I get this chip out of my head, I'll be a vampire again. But until then, I'm just as helpless as a kitten up a tree. So why don't you sod off?
Faith as Buffy: Okay.
Spike: Oh, fine! Throw it in my face! Spike's not a threat anymore. I'll turn my back. He can't hurt me.
Faith as Buffy: Spike? Spike. William the Bloody with a chip in his head. I kind of love this town.
Spike: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
Faith as Buffy: Cause I'm a stuck-up tight-ass with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
Faith as Buffy: Cause I could do anything I want, and instead, I choose to pout and whine and feel the burden of slayerness? I mean, I could be rich, I could be famous, I could have anything. Anyone. Even you, Spike. I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.And you know why I don't? Because it's wrong.
Spike: I get this chip out, you and me are gonna have a confrontation.
Faith as Buffy: Count on it.

Adam to vampires: You fear the cross. The sun. Fire. And, oh, yes... I believe decapitation is a problem as well.
Vampire: You can have the place. I mean, we don't have to stay here anymore.
Adam: You fear death. Being immortal, you fear it more than those to whom it comes naturally. Vampires are a paradox.
Vampire: Okay, we're a paradox. That's cool.
Adam: Demon in a human body. You walk in both worlds and belong to neither. I can relate. Come. We have a lot to talk about.

Buffy as Faith: You have to find Faith. Call Giles. Just get him here.
Collins: Giles doesn't work for the council anymore. For that matter, neither does Buffy Summers. And what you are, miss, is a package. I deliver the package. I don't much care what's inside.

Faith as Buffy: So Willow's not driving stick anymore. Who would have thought?

Tara: She's not your friend.
Willow: I may have overestimated the "you liking her" factor.
Tara: No, no. I mean, I don't... I don't think she's... her.
Willow: You lost me.
Tara: Well, a person's energy has a flow, a unity. Buffy's was ... was fragmented. It grated, like something forced in where it doesn't belong. Plus, she was... she was kind of mean.

Faith as Buffy: So... how do you want me?
Riley: How do I?
Faith as Buffy: Yeah. what do you wanna do with this body? What nasty little desire have you been itching to try out? Am I a bad girl? Do you wanna hurt me?
Riley: What are we playing at here?
Faith as Buffy: I'm Buffy.
Riley: Okay. then I'll be Riley.
Faith as Buffy: Well, if you don't wanna play--
Riley: Right. I don't wanna play.

Giles: Look, I know what you're going to say, and, uh...
Buffy as Faith: I'm Buffy.
Giles: All right, I didn't know what you were going to say, but that doesn't make you any less crazy.

Vampire: It's hard to believe. I've been avoiding this place for so many years, and it's nothing. It's nice! It's got the pretty windows, The pillars... lots of folks to eat. Where's the thing I was so afraid of? You know, the Lord? He was supposed to be here. He gave us this address. Well, we'll just have to start killing off His people, see if He shows up.

Faith as Buffy: How did you respond so fast?
Riley: I didn't. I was just late for church.

Faith as Buffy: You're not gonna kill these people.
Vampire: Why not?
Faith as Buffy: Because it's wrong.
Vampire: You're the slayer.
Faith as Buffy: The one and only.

Giles: Damn it, man, we have to get inside. Our, um, uh uh families are in there. Our, um, mothers and, and tiny, tiny babies!

Riley: Man, would I like to get my hands on her. Not in a sex way.
Buffy: I don't think she's coming back.
Riley: Guess she's had her fun.
Buffy: Yeah. Fun.