Buffy and Willow - “In every generation, one Slayer is born, because a bunch of men who died thousands of years ago made up that rule. They were powerful men. This woman is more powerful than all of them combined.”
Buffy: How you doing? Willow. Super. What was I thinking, using stairs all this time? Buffy: Okay. Will— Willow: No, really, Buffy. It’s not as scary as I thought. Buffy: No. It’s not what I was gonna say. I just…I’m sorry. I hate that things have been so strained between all of us. Willow: It’s not your fault. Spike stirred up trouble. Buffy: Yeah, but I think trouble was stir-uppable. I think we’ve all sort of drifted apart this year, don’t you? Willow: Maybe a little. But, you know, first year of college, it’s hard to keep the old high school gang together. Buffy: But I want it together. Will, I miss you. And Giles, and Xander. And it is my fault. I’ve been wrapped up in my own stuff, I’ve been a bad friend. Willow: You’re the Slayer, Buffy. Your stuff is pretty crucial. Buffy: I mean Riley. And…Riley, mostly. Willow: Well, I haven’t been Miss Available either. I—I kept secrets. I hid things from everyone. Buffy: That’s not your fault. Will, you were going through something huge. Willow: I wanted to tell you, but I was so scared. Buffy: You can tell me anything. I love you. You’re my best friend. Willow: Me, too. I love you too. Buffy: Let’s promise to never not talk again. Willow: I promise, I promise.
Buffy: “I’m guessing that expression isn’t because they were all out of fresh OJ at the deli. - What happened?” Angel: “Nothing happened. - I just..” Buffy: “Where have you been?” Angel: “I went to see the Oracles. I asked them to turn me back.” Buffy: “What? - Why?” Angel: “Because more then ever I know how much I love you.” Buffy : “No. No, you didn’t.” Angel : “And if I stayed mortal one of us would wind up dead, maybe both of us. You heard what Mohra said.” Buffy: “Mohra is dead. We killed him.” Angel: “He said others would come.” Buffy: “They always come. And they always will. But that’s my problem now, not yours, remember?” Angel: “No, I won’t just stand by and let you fight, maybe die, alone.” Buffy: “Then we fight together.” Angel: “You saw what happened last night. If anything I’m a liability to you. You take chances to protect me, and that’s not just bad for you, it’s bad for the people we were meant to help.” Buffy: “So what? You just took a whole 24 hours to weigh the ups and downs of being a regular Joe and decided it was more fun being a superhero?” Angel: “You know that’s not it. How can we be together if the cost is your life, or the lives of others? (Buffy just stares at him and after a moment he takes her into his arms) I know. I couldn’t tell you. I wasn’t sure - if I could do it if I woke up with you one more morning.” Buffy sniffling: “I understand. - So, what happens now?’ Angel: “The Oracles are giving us back the day, turning back time, so I can kill Mohra before his blood makes me mortal.” Buffy: “When?” Angel looks over at the clock (it’s 9:00): “Another minute.” Buffy crying: “A minute? No. No, it’s not enough time!” Angel: “We don’t have a choice. It’s done.” Buffy: “How am I supposed to go on with my life knowing what we had? What we could have had?” Angel: “You won’t. No one will know but me.” Buffy: “Everything we did.” Angel: “It never happened.” Buffy shakes her head: “It did. It did. I know it did! (Puts her hand on his heart) I felt your heart beat.” Angel: “Buffy..” They kiss. Buffy looks over at the clock. The minute is almost up. Buffy: “No! Oh God. It’s not enough time.” Angel is crying too now: “Shh, please. Please.” The hold each other tightly both crying. Angel: “Please, please.” Buffy: “No. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget.”
I was happy. Wherever I was … I was happy. At peace. I knew that everyone I cared about was all right. I knew it. Time didn’t mean anything. Nothing had form … but I was still me, you know? And I was warm … and I was loved and I was finished. Complete. I don’t understand about theology or dimensions, or any of it, really … but I think I was in heaven. And now I’m not. I was torn out of there. Pulled out … by my friends. Everything here is … hard, and bright, and violent. Everything I feel, everything I touch … this is Hell. Just getting through the next moment, and the one after that, knowing what I’ve lost. They can never know. Never.
Buffy The Vampire Slayer. Season 6. Episode 3: After Life.