Sarah Michelle Gellar: Buffy Summers

Once More, with Feeling

Buffy Summers

Dawn Summers: [excited] Oh, my God. You will never believe what happened at school today.
Buffy Summers: Everybody started singing and dancing?
Dawn Summers: [pauses, deflating] I gave birth to a pterodactyl.
Anya: Oh, my God. Did it sing?

Buffy Summers, Anya, Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris, Rupert Giles, Tara Maclay: [singing] There's nothing we can't face.
Anya: [singing] Except for bunnies.

Spike: Drink?
Buffy Summers: A world of no... So, any idea what's causing this?
Spike: Oh... So that's all. You've just come to pump me for information?
Buffy Summers: What else would I wanna pump you for? I really just said that, didn't I?

Buffy, Xander, Willow, Anya, Giles, Tara: [singing] We have to try / We'll pay the price / It's do or die.
Buffy: [singing] Hey, I've died twice.

[first lines]
Buffy Summers: [singing] Every single night the same arrangement / I go out and fight the fight / Still I always feel this strange estrangement / Nothing here is real, nothing here is right / I've been making shows of trading blows / Just hoping no one knows / That I've been going through the motions / Walking through the part / Nothing seems to penetrate my heart.

Buffy Summers: Hey.
Spike: You should go back inside... finish the big group sing, get your kumbaya-yas out.
Buffy Summers: I don't want to.
Spike: The day you suss out what you do want, there'll probably be a parade. Seventy-six bloody trombones.

Buffy Summers: [singing] There was no pain / No fear, no doubt / Till they pulled me out / Of heaven / So that's my refrain / I live in Hell / 'Cause I've been expelled / From heaven / I think I was in heaven / So give me something to sing about / Please give me something.

[after Buffy is ordered by Giles to deal with a singing demon on her own]
Spike: Forget them, Slayer. I got your back.
Buffy Summers: Thought you wanted me to stay away from you. Isn't that what you sang?
Xander Harris: Spike sing a widdle song?
Anya: Would you say it was a breakaway pop hit, or more of a book number?
Xander Harris: Let it go, sweetie.

Dawn Summers: [signing] Where do we go from here?
Buffy Summers, Spike: [singing] Where do we go from here?
Rupert Giles: [singing] The battle's done / And we kind of won
Rupert Giles, Tara Maclay: [singing] So we sound our victory cheer / Where do we go from here?
Xander Harris, Anya: [singing] Why is the path unclear / When we know home is near?
Dawn Summers, Buffy Summers, Spike, Rupert Giles, Tara Maclay, Xander Harris, Anya, Willow Rosenberg: [singing] Understand we'll go hand in hand / But we'll walk alone in fear.
Rupert Giles: [singing] Tell me!
Dawn Summers, Buffy Summers, Spike, Rupert Giles, Tara Maclay, Xander Harris, Anya, Willow Rosenberg: [singing] Where do we go from here / When does the end appear?
Spike: [scoffs] Bugger this.

Buffy Summers: I'm just worried this whole session's gonna turn into some training montage from an eighties movie.
Rupert Giles: Ah. Well, if we hear any inspirational power chords, we'll just lie down until they go away.

Buffy Summers: Uh, so, did anybody... uh... last night, you know, did anybody, um... burst into song?
[everyone is quiet for a second]
Xander Harris: Merciful Zeus!
Willow Rosenberg: We thought it was just us!

Spike: Come to serenade me?
Buffy Summers: So you know what's going on.
Spike: Well, I've seen some damn funny things the last two days. A 600-pound Chirago demon making like Yma Sumac. *That* one will stay with you.

Buffy Summers: Well, I'm not exactly quaking in my stylish-yet-affordable boots, but there's definitely something unnatural going on here. And that doesn't usually lead to hugs and puppies.

Buffy Summers: You got a name?
Sweet: I've got a hundred.
Buffy Summers: Well, I ought to know what to call you if you're gonna be my brother-in-law.

Xander Harris, Spike, Buffy Summers, Anya, Willow Rosenberg, Tara Maclay, Rupert Giles: [singing] And we are caught in the fire / The point of no return / So we will walk through the fire / And let it Burn / Let it burn / Let it burn / Let it burn.

Buffy Summers: [singing] Will I stay this way forever / Sleepwalk through my life's endeavor?
Handsome Young Man: [singing] How can I repay you...
Buffy Summers: [singing] Whatever.