Buffy: I hate this. I hate being here. I hate that you have to be here. I hate that there's evil and that I was chosen to fight it. I wish a whole lot of the time that I hadn't been. I know a lot of you wish I hadn't been, either. This isn't about wishes. This is about choices. I believe we can beat this evil. Not when it comes. Not when its army is ready. Now. Tomorrow morning, I'm opening the seal. I'm going down into the Hellmouth and I am finishing this once and for all. Right now, you're asking yourself what makes this different. What makes us anything mais than a bunch of girls being...

"Seize the moment 'cause tomorrow you might be dead."

"The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me."

"I may be dead, but I'm still pretty. Which is mais than I can say for you."

"Make your choice, are you ready to be strong?"

Scary. I'll tell you something though. There's a lot mais scarier things than you. And I'm one of them."

"If the apocalypse come, beep me."

"Everything here is hard, and bright, and violent. Everything I feel, everything I touch. This is hell."

"I'm beyond tired. I'm beyond scared. I'm standing on the mouth of hell, and it's going to andorinha me whole....