#everybtvsep

“i may be dead, but im still pretty. which is more than i can say for you.”

"but the other night, you know, being captured and all, facing off with faith... things just kinda got clear. i mean, you've been fighting evil here for three years and i've helped some, and now we're supposed to decide what we wanna do with our lives... and i just realized that's what i want to do. fight evil, help people. i mean, i-i think it's worth doing. and i don't think you do it becuase you have to. it's a good fight, buffy, and i want it."

"we're not good friends. most of us never found the time to get to know you. but that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. (...) but whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. most of the people here have been saved by you or helped by you at one time or another. we're proud to say that the class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in sunnydale history. and we know at least part of that is because of you. so the senior class offers its thanks and gives you, um, uh, this. it's from all of us. and it has written here, "buffy summers, class protector".

"keep dreaming. no one can stop the ascension. mayor's got it wired, b. he built this town for demons to feed on, and come graduation day, he's gettin' paid."

"faith, you don't get it. you killed a man." "no, you don't get it. i don't care."

"the school paper is edging on depressing, lately. have you guys noticed that?" "i don't know. i always go straight to the obits."

"your affection for your charge has rendered you incapable of clear and impartial judgement. you have a father's love for the child... and that is useless to the cause."

"that's me as a vampire? i'm so evil, and skanky. and i think i'm kinda gay."