- Cordelia Chase: Are you guys playing tonight?
- Oz: At the Shelter Club.
- Cordelia Chase: Is Mister "I'm the lead singer I'm so great I don't have to show up for my date or even call" gonna be there?
- Oz: Yeah, you know, he's just going by "Devon" now.
- [last lines]
- Buffy Summers: Ta-dah! Just little old 20th-century me.
- Angel: Sure you're okay?
- Buffy Summers: I'll live.
- Angel: I don't get it, Buffy. Why'd you think I'd like you better dressed that way?
- Buffy Summers: I just wanted to be a real girl for once. The kind of fancy girl you liked when you were my age.
- Angel: Oh...
- Buffy Summers: "Oh" what?
- Angel: I hated the girls back then. Especially the noble women.
- Buffy Summers: You did?
- Angel: They were just incredibly dull. Simpering morons, the lot of them. I always wished I could meet someone... exciting... Interesting.
- Buffy Summers: Really? Interesting... how?
- Angel: You know how.
- Buffy Summers: Still, I had a really hard day, and you should probably tell me.
- Angel: You're right. I should.
- Buffy Summers: Definitely.
- [Xander stalks off after Buffy stopped a fight with Larry]
- Buffy Summers: Oh! I think I just violated the guy code, big time.
- Willow Rosenberg: Poor Xander. Boys are so fragile... Speaking of, how was your date last night?
- Buffy Summers: Misfire. I was late due to unscheduled slayage. Showed up looking trashed.
- Willow Rosenberg: Was he mad?
- Buffy Summers: Actually, he was pretty unmad. Which probably had something to do with the fact that Cordelia was drooling in his cappuccino.
- Willow Rosenberg: Ah, Buffy. Angel would never fall for her act.
- Buffy Summers: You mean that "actually showing up wearing a stunning outfit, embracing personal hygiene" act?
- Willow Rosenberg: You know what I mean. Uh, she's not his type.
- Buffy Summers: Are you sure? I mean, I don't know what his type is. I've known him less than a year, and if you haven't noticed, he's not exactly one to over share.
- Willow Rosenberg: True. It's too bad we can't sneak a look at the Watcher Diaries and read up on Angel. I'm sure it's full of fun facts to know and tell.
- Buffy Summers: Yeah... It's too bad. That stuff is private.
- Willow Rosenberg: Also, Giles keeps them in his office. In his personal files.
- Buffy Summers: Most importantly, it would be wrong.
- [after the spell has been broken]
- Buffy Summers: Hi, honey, I'm home.
- [beats up Spike]
- Buffy Summers: You know what? It's good to be me.
- [entering the bathroom where Buffy and Willow are talking]
- Cordelia Chase: So, Buffy, you ran off last night and left poor little Angel all by his lonesome. But I did everything I could to comfort him.
- Buffy Summers: I'll bet.
- Cordelia Chase: So, what's his story anyway? I mean, I never see him around.
- Willow Rosenberg: Not during the day, anyway.
- Cordelia Chase: Oh, please! Don't tell me he still lives at home. Like, he has to wait for his dad to get back before he can take the car?
- Buffy Summers: Cordelia, I think his parents have been dead for a couple of hundred years.
- Cordelia Chase: Oh, good. I mean... What?
- Buffy Summers: Angel's a vampire... I thought you knew.
- Cordelia Chase: Oh. He's a vampire. Of course! But the cuddly kind. Like a Care Bear with fangs?
- Willow Rosenberg: It's true.
- Cordelia Chase: You know what I think? I just think you're trying to scare me off 'cause you're afraid of the competition. Look, Buffy, you may be hot stuff when it comes to demonology or whatever, but when it comes to dating, *I'm* the Slayer.
- [Spike surveys the chaos caused on Halloween by Ethan Rayne's costume transformation spell]
- Spike: Well, this is just... neat.
- [to Cordelia who is in a cat costume and Willow thinks she was tranformed into a cat]
- Willow Rosenberg: Okay. Your name is Cordelia, you're not a cat, your in High School, and we're your friends. Well, sort of.
- Cordelia Chase: That's nice, Willow. And you went mental *when*?
- Xander Harris: She must be right. We must have some kind of amnesia.
- Buffy Summers: I don't know what that is, but I'm certain I don't have it. I bathe quite often!
- Xander Harris: How do you explain this?
- Buffy Summers: I don't! I was brought up a proper lady. I-I wasn't meant to understand things. I'm just meant to look pretty, and then someone nice will marry me. Possibly a Baron.
- Xander Harris: This ain't no tea party, princess. Sooner or later you're gonna have to fight.
- Buffy Summers: Fight these low creatures? I'd sooner die.
- Rupert Giles: Alright, let's-let's-let's review. Um, so everybody became, uh, whatever they were masquerading as.
- Willow Rosenberg: Right. Xander was a soldier, and Buffy was an 18th-century girl.
- Rupert Giles: [staring at her skimpy outfit] And-And your-your costume?
- Willow Rosenberg: I'm a ghost.
- Rupert Giles: Yes. Um, well, a-a, the ghost of what, exactly?
- Buffy Summers: [Buffy, spelled to think she is an 18th century woman, sees this thing with the headlights coming on] A demon! A demon! A demon!
- Willow Rosenberg: It's not a demon. It's a car.
- Buffy Summers: What does it want?
- Xander Harris: [spelled to be a soldier] Is this woman insane?
- Willow Rosenberg: She's never seen a car.
- Xander Harris: She's never seen a car?
- Willow Rosenberg: She's from the past.
- Xander Harris: And you're a ghost?
- Willow Rosenberg: Yes! Now let's get inside.
- Xander Harris: [grimly] Just want you to know that I'm taking a lot on faith here.
- Principal Snyder: This is your group, Summers. No need to speak to them. The last thing they need is your influence. Just bring them back in one piece and I won't expel you.
- Buffy Summers: You're missing the whole point of Halloween.
- Willow Rosenberg: Free candy?
- Buffy Summers: It's "come as you aren't" night. The perfect chance for a girl to get sexy and wild with no repercussions.
- Willow Rosenberg: Oh, I don't get wild. Wild on me equals "spaz."
- Drusilla: Do you love my insides? The parts you can't see?
- Spike: Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's why I've got to study this Slayer. Once I know her, I can kill her. And once I kill her, you can have your run of Sunnyhell and get strong again.
- Drusilla: Don't worry. Everything's switching. Outside to inside.
- Xander Harris: Okay, on sleazing extra candy: tears are key. Tears will normally get you the double-bagger. You can also try the old 'you missed me' routine, but it's risky. Only go there for chocolate. Understood?
- Ethan Rayne: What? No hug?... Aren't you pleased to see your old mate, Rupert?
- Rupert Giles: I'm just surprised I didn't guess it was you. This Halloween stunt stinks of Ethan Rayne.
- Ethan Rayne: Yes, it does, doesn't it? Don't wish to blow my own trumpet, but it's genius. The very embodiment of "Be careful what you wish for."
- Rupert Giles: It's sick, brutal, and it harms the innocent.
- Ethan Rayne: Oh, and we all know that you are the champion of innocence and all things pure and good, Rupert... It's quite a little act you've got going here, old man.
- Rupert Giles: It's no act... It's who I am.
- Ethan Rayne: Who you are? The Watcher? Sniveling, tweed-clad guardian of the Slayer and her kin? I think not... I know who you are, Rupert, and I know what you're capable of... But they don't, do they? They have no idea where you come from.
- Rupert Giles: Break the spell, Ethan. Then leave this place and never come back.
- Ethan Rayne: Why should I? What's in the bargain for me?
- Rupert Giles: You get to live.
- Ethan Rayne: Oh Rupert, you're scaring me.
- Larry Blaisdell: [regarding Buffy] I heard some guy say she was fast.
- Xander Harris: I hope you mean like the wind.
- Larry Blaisdell: You know what I mean.
- Cordelia Chase: They don't know who they are. Everyone's turned into a monster, it's a whole big thing. How are you?
- [as they change for trick-or-treating]
- Willow Rosenberg: Where are you meeting Angel?
- Buffy Summers: Here, after trick-or-treating. Mom's gonna be out.
- Willow Rosenberg: Does he know about your costume?
- Buffy Summers: Nope! Call it a blast from his past. I'll show him I can coiffe with the best of 'em... Okay, Willow. Come out. You can't hide in there all night.
- Willow Rosenberg: O-Okay. But-But promise you won't laugh?
- Buffy Summers: I promise.
- [Willow enters from the bathroom in boots, black mini-skirt and a burgundy halter top]
- Buffy Summers: Wow! You're a dish! I mean, really.
- Buffy Summers: [looking at a picture] This... This could be me.
- Willow Rosenberg: It is you. Buffy, can't you remember at all?
- Buffy Summers: No! I, I don't understand any of this! Uh, uh, th... This is some other girl. I would never wear this, that low apparel, and I don't like this place, and I don't like you, and I just wanna go home!
- Willow Rosenberg: You *are* home.
- Willow Rosenberg: Okay. You guys stay here while I get some help. If something tries to get in, just fight it off.
- Buffy Summers: Well, i-it's not our place to fight. Uh, surely some men will protect us.
- Cordelia Chase: What's that riff?
- Willow Rosenberg: I-It's like amnesia, okay? They don't know who they are.
- [regaring their trick-or treat assignment]
- Xander Harris: I can't believe this. We have to get dressed up and the whole deal?
- Willow Rosenberg: Snyder said costumes were mandatory.
- Buffy Summers: Great. I was gonna stay in and veg. The one night a year things are supposed to be quiet for me.
- Xander Harris: Halloween quiet? Why, I figured it'd be a big old vamp scare-a-palooza.
- Angel: I thought we had...
- Buffy Summers: A date. So did I. But who am I kidding? Dates are things normal girls have. Girls who have time to think about nail polish and facials. You know what I think about? Ambush tactics. Beheading... Not exactly the stuff dreams are made of.
- Larry Blaisdell: Harris.
- Xander Harris: Hey, Lar. You're lookin' Cro-Mag as usual. What can I do you for?
- Larry Blaisdell: You and Buffy. You're just friends, right?
- Xander Harris: I like to think of it less as a friendship and more as a solid foundation for future bliss.
- Larry Blaisdell: So, she-she's not your girlfriend?
- Xander Harris: Alas, no.
- Larry Blaisdell: Do you think she'd go out with me?
- [first lines]
- Cordelia Chase: I know. Is the Bronze so not happening, or what?
- Angel: Oh... Hi.
- Cordelia Chase: Hi.
- Angel: I'm waiting for Buffy.
- Cordelia Chase: Great. I'm supposed to be meeting Devon, but he's nowhere to be seen. It's like he thinks being in a band gives him an obligation to flake. Well, his loss is your incredible gain.
- Cordelia Chase: So I tell Devon, you call that leather interior? My Barbie Dream Car had nicer seats.
- Xander Harris: It was way creepy. It's like I was there, but I couldn't get out.
- Cordelia Chase: Yeah, I know the feeling. This outfit's totally skintight.
- Cordelia Chase: [to uncharacteristically frightened Buffy] What's your deal? Take a pill!
- Buffy Summers: [re Angel] He's... he's a vampire...!
- Cordelia Chase: [to Angel] She's got this thing where she thinks...
- [shakes her head]
- Cordelia Chase: Forget it.
- [turns back towards Buffy:]
- Cordelia Chase: It's okay. Angel is a good vampire. He would *never* hurt you.
- Buffy Summers: [childishly insecure] Really?
- Cordelia Chase: Absolutely. He's our friend.
- Buffy Summers: It must have been wonderful... to put on some fantabulous gown and go to a ball like a princess... and have horses and servants and yet more gowns.
- [seeing Principal Snyder pulling kids aside to have them 'volunteer' to chaperone young trick-or-treaters]
- Willow Rosenberg: Snyder must be in charge of the volunteer safety program for Halloween this year.
- Xander Harris: Note his interesting take on the volunteer concept.
- Buffy Summers: What's the deal?
- Xander Harris: Oh, a bunch of little kids need people to take them trick-or-treating. Sign up and get your own pack of sugar-hyped little runts for the night.
- Buffy Summers: Yikes! I'll stick to vampires.