to my American friends.
Giles: It’s clear we’re dealing with a spirit of some kind. It’s very common for Indian spirits to change to animal form.
Buffy: It’s plenty uncommon for me to freeze up during a fight. I mean, I had the guy, I was ready for the take-down, and I stopped. And Native American.
Buffy: We don’t say “Indian.”
Giles: Oh, right. Yes, yes. Um, always behind on the terms. Still trying not to refer to you lot as “bloody colonials.”
Xander: Can we come rocketing back to the part about me and my new syphilis?
Anya: It’ll make you blind and insane, but it won’t kill you. The smallpox will.
Spike: “A bear! You made a bear!”
Buffy: “Well, I didn’t mean to!”