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| Quotes | Buffy the Vampire Slayer: S6/Ep10 (110) "Wrecked" |
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| Dawn: What time is it? Tara: Almost seven. God, I just closed my eyes for a minute. Dawn: Hm. And now there's cartoons. Plus, a mother of all night-wedgies. |
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| Dawn: Willow didn't come home either. They were out all night. Where are they? Tara: I'm sure they're fine, Dawnie. I'm sure they just...lost track of time. |
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| Buffy: When...When did the building fall down? Spike: I don't know. Must have been sometime between the first time and the, uh... Buffy: Oh...Oh my god. |
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| Buffy: Shoe, need my shoe. Spike: What's the hurry, luv? Buffy: The hurry is I left Dawn all night. And don't call me love. Spike: You didn't seem to take issue with that last night. Or with any of the other little nasties we whispered. |
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| Buffy: Can we not? Talk? Spike: I just don't see why you have to run off so quick. Thought we could... Buffy: Not gonna happen. Last night was the end of this freak show. Spike: Don't say that. Buffy: What did you think was gonna happen? What, we're gonna read the newspaper together, play footsie under the rubble? |
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| Spike: I knew. I knew the only thing better than killing a slayer would be f— Buffy: What?! |
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| Buffy: Is that what this is about? Doing a slayer? Spike: Well, I wouldn't throw stones, pet. You seem to be quite the groupie yourself. Buffy: Shut up. Spike: I'm just sayin' ... vampires get you hot. Buffy: A vampire got me hot. One. But he's gone. You're just...You're just convenient. |
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| Spike: So, what now? You go back to treating me like dirt till the next time you get an itch you can't scratch? Well, forget it. Last night changed things. I'm done being your whipping boy. Buffy: Nothing's changed. It was a mistake. Spike: Bollocks! It was a bloody revelation. |
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| Spike: You can act as high and mighty as you like...but I know where you live now, Slayer. I've tasted it. Buffy: Get a grip. Like you're god's gift. Spike: Hardly. Wouldn't be nearly as interesting, would it? |
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| Spike: I may be dirt ... but you're the one who likes to roll in it, Slayer. You never had it so good as me. Never. Buffy: Uhh, you're bent. Spike: Yeah, and it made you scream, didn't it? |
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| Tara: Pancakes? Dawn: Uh, sure. Um, should we call Xander? What if they're all in a ditch somewhere? Ditches are bad. Mom always used to talk about the ditches. |
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| Willow: Uh, hey, uh...this is Amy. Amy, Tara, Tara, Amy. Amy: How you doin'? Tara: Fine, I...I'd b-better g-get going. Willow: Amy! Amy the rat? Sorry. Amy: No, that's fair. I was a rat. |
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| Amy: It's nuts, everything's different. I mean...the Bronze, for one thing. And Willow! She's a freaking amazing witch now. I couldn't even keep up with her last night. Willow: Amy. Amy: No, it's true! I mean, I can do some transmography, but she is messing with dimensions and everything, it was awesome! This blowhard dude, first she made his mouth disappear? Thank god. And then-I'm talking too much. Sorry. It's just been...you know...me and a bag of pellets for the last few years, so... |
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| Dawn: Buffy! Uh, where were you, are you okay? Buffy: I'm fine. Dawn: You're not, you're all sore and limpy. Buffy: I, I'm not...sore, I just...I had a fight, you know, the...all-nighter kind. |
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| Buffy: You sure you're all right? I'm sorry about everything. Dawn: It's okay. You should rest. You're beat from monster-wrestling all night. Buffy: Yeah. Right. Thanks. Willow: Yeah, I'm gonna crash too. Night Dawnie. Dawn: No problem. I'll just...go find some awake people. |
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| Xander: All these demons are starting to look alike. You got reptiles...reptiles with horns... reptiles with gills. And I'm still finding nothing of the 'steal a diamond, freeze a guy' variety. | |||
| Xander: Ahn, would you hand me that one next to you?...Great, we're not even married yet and already you've stopped listening to me. | |||
| Anya: I'm sorry, but this is pointless! We've been researching forever, and we're not even close to finding out who robbed that museum. Buffy: What's up? Xander: Anya has a theory. She thinks that Martha Stewart froze that guy. Anya: Don't be ridiculous. Martha Stewart isn't a demon. She's a witch. Xander: Please, she—Really? Anya: Of course. Nobody could do that much decoupage without calling on the powers of darkness. |
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| Buffy: Guys, while this is fascinating, we still have work to do. Anya: I know I do! I can't decide whether to put my bridesmaids in cocktail dresses or the traditional burlap with blood larva. Xander: The traditional what? Anya: Well, I was a demon for a thousand years, you don't expect me to turn my back on all the ways of my people. Buffy: Uh, can I weigh in on this whole me wearing larva— Anya/Xander: No. |
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| Buffy: Uh, guys! There's something out there? Xander: There is. And as much as I hate to admit that my...bizarre bride-to-be has a point... we're gettin' nowhere here, Buff. Maybe it's time to try something new. You know? Hit the streets, get Spike on it. Buffy: No! No, no Spike. And no hit the streets, we, we, we stay put, you know? Away from distractions. We'll figure this out. |
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| Anya: And I'm bizarre. At least I didn't dump you to hang out with an ex-rat. Buffy: No, it's not like that, you know, she's just...helping Amy through a transition. Xander: And making herself a playmate to do magic with. Someone who won't monitor her like Tara. |
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| Buffy: You know, she's going through something, but we're not her. I mean...m-maybe she has reasons for acting this way. And, so what if she crossed a line? You know, we all do stuff. Stupid stuff. But, then we learn. And, and we learn, and, and we don't do it again. Okay, so, you know, who are we to get all judgey? Xander: Not judgey, Buff. Just, observey. Anya: Yeah, all we're saying is, she's acting different. You know, she's not herself. |
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| Amy: So what do you wanna do? It's gonna be hard to top last night. Willow: Yeah, I don't know if I can. I felt awful today, and I couldn't do magic. Took me all day to get my powers back. I think we should just take it easy. Amy: I have a better idea. Willow: What? Amy: I know this guy...and he knows spells that last for days. And the burnout factor is like, nothing. Willow: Really? He's a warlock? Amy: I guess. Look, I am not kidding you. This guy...will blow your mind. He will take you to places that you can't even imagine. Willow: Is it dangerous? Amy: Would that stop you? |
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| Girl: Rack, Rack, it's my turn. Guy: No, man, you said I was up. Girl: Bull, I've been here for hours! Rack: I believe these two are next. |
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| Amy: Thanks, Rack, for taking us. I know it's been a while. You'll never believe- Rack: You were a rat. Amy: How did you know? Rack: I hope that taught you not to mess with spells you can't handle. You should leave that in the hands of a professional. |
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| Rack: Oh. This one's givin' off vibes. Willow: I don't mean to...vibe at you, I, if it's in a negative way. Rack: No, no, I-I mean you...have power, girl, it's just coming off you in waves. |
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| Rack: Just relax, I'm not gonna hurt you. You gotta give a little to get a little, right? Amy: It's okay. It's over fast. Rack: That's right. I'm just gonna take a little tour. |
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| Rack: You taste...like strawberries. | |||
| Dawn: Spatulas are for wimps. I'm making peanut-butter-and-banana quesadillas. | |||
| Dawn: Buffy called. She said she was going straight from the Magic Box to do some patrolling. Willow: Oh, did she need help? Dawn: No, she was just calling to check in. For like the tenth time today. I think she's feeling all Joan Crawford 'cause of the other night. |
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| Willow: Yeah, about that, I'm...I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have assumed Buffy would be here. Dawn: Right. Assume would make you an ass out of me. Heh, um, or, uh, something. Anyway, please, it's cool. I mean, it's not like I even needed Tara to stay over. I'm so totally fine on my own. But, you are gonna be around tonight, right? Willow: Right, totally! Uh, we can do something if you want. A movie maybe? Dawn: Really? But I thought you weren't feeling so good. Willow: Well...nothing a little Dawnie time won't fix. If you feel like baggin' the peanut butter, I'll even buy you dinner. Dawn: Thank god! Remind me never to invent that again. Yecch. |
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| Dawn: I'll leave a note for Buffy on the refrigerator. That's the first place she goes after patrolling. She's such a pig after she kills things. |
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| Buffy: What's going on? Amy: Uh-oh. Busted. Buffy: Where's Willow? Amy: She said...she said I, I-I could—-wait! Buffy: What is this? Amy: It's not what you think it is, it's sage! Buffy: That is what I think it is. |
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| Buffy: What's going on? Where's Willow and Dawn? Amy: I...I saw—I saw her, but that was...I like your coat. When does the slayer find time to shop? Buffy: So they didn't let you in? Amy: Not that they know of. |
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| Amy: Please! Please, I need this stuff. Willow wants me to have it, she understands. Buffy: Understands what? Breaking into someone's house for kitchen spices? No, I don't think so. Amy: You should. She's as bad as I am, worse. Bet she's at Rack's right now. Buffy: Rack's? Amy: A place. He does spells, heavy stuff. (resentfully) Willow's his new favorite. |
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| Amy: Ohh, don't shake me again, super strength. I think I'm gonna boot. | |||
| Willow: So, uh, the burger was good? You liked it? Dawn: Are you kidding? It was like a meat party in my mouth. Okay, now I'm just a kid, and even I know that came out wrong. Uh, it was good. |
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| Dawn: Uh, are you sure you're okay? You look a little- Willow: No, I'm fine. And Tara's in her new place and everything, she's all settled in? Dawn: Um ... we really didn't get into...well...Is this right? I-is this the way to the movies? Willow: Oh yeah, I'm, uh, I just, uh, took you the long way around. But we're almost there. I, uh, just have to make one quick stop first. |
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| Dawn: What is this place? Why is it hidden? Willow: I don't know, it's cool, isn't it? Okay, you just hang here for a minute...and I'll, I'll be back. You want me to conjure you a magazine or something? |
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| Rack: What do you think, strawberry? Can you handle some more? | |||
| Buffy: God, do you sleep through anything? I was like yelling, and nothing. Spike: I'm a bit knackered. Had a long night. |
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| Buffy: Get dressed. Dawn's missing. Spike: Again? Ever think about a Lojack for the girl? |
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| Buffy: She went out with Willow. Spike: Willow? That's kind of a sorry excuse to come by. If you want the touch all you need to do is- Buffy: Spike. Willow's into something. Okay, her and Dawn have been missing for hours. There, there's some guy named Rack. Spike: Rack? Buffy: Yeah, he's, uh, some sort of- Spike: I know who he is, he deals in magic. Black stuff, dangerous. |
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| Willow: Hey Dawnie. It's movie time. Dawn: Do you know how long I've been out here? It's too late for the movie. And that guy smells like...Are-are you, are you okay? Willow: Fine. Let's get outta here. |
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| Willow: So, what do you wanna do, cutie? Dawn: It's late. I just wanna go home. Willow: Uch! No way! I said we were gonna have fun, and we're gonna have fun. Dawn: I'm serious, I think we should just get out of here. Willow: "I think we should just get out of here." Come on, Dawnie, it's grownup time, do you wanna play with the grownups or not? |
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| Dawn: Why are you acting this way? Willow: Oh, don't get all weird on me, we're fine. Everything's fine. |
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| Buffy: Spike, if you're dragging this out... Spike: What, so I can linger near your precious self? Get a grip. Buffy: Like you've never drawn things out before. Spike: Maybe, but we've been through this, haven't we? Things have changed. Buffy: Will you quit that? The only thing that's different is that I'm disgusted with myself. That's the power of your charms. Last night...was the most perverse...degrading experience of my life. |
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| Spike: Now, I admit it. You've had me by the short hairs. I love you. You know it. But I got my rocks back. You felt something last night. Buffy: Not love. Spike: Not yet. But I'm in your system now. You're gonna crave me, like I crave blood. And the next time you come crawling, if you don't stop being such a bitch, maybe I will bite you. |
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| Buffy: That, that's it! I want you out of my life! Out of my work, out of my home- Spike: Too late for that. You invited me in already. And as for your work, you need me. Like tonight. |
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| Dawn: Willow. I'm serious. I'm going home. Willow: Uch, then go! God, I thought we were gonna hang. Dawn: Well, you're not coming with me? Willow: Well, I don't know. Maybe I could just, uh, pop you back! Dawn: With magic? |
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| Willow: Oh, it's okay, he's not real. Dawn: Seems real! Very! Real! Demon: You summoned me, witch. Willow: I, I didn't- Demon: Did. You raised hell with your magicks. |
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| Buffy: What happened? Are you okay? Dawn: Uh...He was after Willow, she made the car drive, don't! No, don't! Buffy: I need to see, okay, let me see your arm. |
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| Willow: Dawn? Oh god, there's blood. Buffy: Okay, we need to get her to a doctor. Willow: Is she okay? Is she okay? Buffy: Back off, Will, I got her. |
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| Willow: No, Dawnie! Buffy: I mean it, stay away from her! Willow: Dawnie! Dawnie, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, it was an accident! I didn't see, I'm so, so sorry. Dawnie! Dawnie, don't! Dawnie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry! I'm sorry... |
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| Buffy: Get up. Willow: I screwed it up, everything, Tara... Buffy: Yeah, you know what, you did screw up, okay? You could have killed her! You almost did! Willow: I know! I know! I can't stop, Buffy! I tried and I can't. Buffy: You can. Willow: I can't! I can't, I ju...god, I need help. Please! Please help me, please. Please. |
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| Buffy: I just don't understand. I don't understand why you'd go to see somebody like Rack, and I certainly don't understand why you'd drag Dawn into it. Willow: I don't know. The magic, I...I thought I had it under control, and then...I didn't. Buffy: Because of Tara? Willow: No. It started before she left. It's why she left. |
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| Buffy: Seemed like things were going so well. Willow: It was. But I mean...if you could be...you know, plain old Willow or super Willow, who would you be? I guess you don't actually have an option on the whole super thing. |
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| Buffy: Will, there's nothing wrong with you. You don't need magic to be special. Willow: Don't I? I mean, Buffy, who was I? Just...some girl. Tara didn't even know that girl. Buffy: You are more than some girl. And Tara wants you to stop. She loves you. |
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| Willow: I just...it took me away from myself, I was...free. Buffy: I get that. More than you—But it's wrong. People get hurt. |
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| Willow: It won't happen again, I promise. No more spells. I'm finished. Buffy: Good. I think it's right. To give it up. No matter how good it feels. Willow: It's not worth it. Not if it messes with the people I love. |
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| Willow: The magic wasn't all great. I won't miss the nosebleeds and the headaches and stuff. Buffy: There you go. Willow: Or...keeping stinky yak cheese in my bra...Don't ask. Buffy: Now I don't have to. Willow: 'Cause it's over. Buffy: Exactly. It's over. |
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