“He whispered, breaking the silence because he could no longer bear it, daring to make a noise because a whisper was better than a scream”

“We're all leaving now", Blue Eyes whispered to her. "Together. Out the front door. Scream, and we'll kill you here and now."Or later", Willow suggested nervously. "Later would be a big improvement on that idea. We could meet back here in, say, an hour, and you can exhibit your homicidal tendencies then, okay? That would be way better for us.”

“And that noise! It was enough to make that happy mailman on Mr. Rogers go postal!”

“why would you think such a dangerous endeavor would be fun?”

“Is your faith such a fragile thing that it can be so easily shattered?”

“What is it with you and the Wizard of Oz references? Zombies and werewolves and vamps, oh my. Zombies and werewolves and...”

“...she yanked open her shoulder bag and pulled out a stake. Boy Scouts and vampire slayers should always be prepared.”