50 Best Eliza Dushku Quotes

Faith: You are thinking, "You'll never get away with this!" Warm?
Joyce: Actually, I was thinking my daughter is going to kill you soon.

[Faith strides into the library, followed by a winded Wesley]
Faith: [sarcastically] Well, that was a blast.
Rupert: How did it go?
Faith: Princess Margaret here had a little trouble keeping up.

Faith: I'm scaring myself.
Angel: I know the feeling.
Faith: That's why I came to you. I don't wanna get all 12-steppy, but remember when you told me that killing people'd make me feel like some kind of god?
[holds out her bloody hands]
Faith: I think I just came down to earth.

Raj: Oh, there it is. Here comes a cavity search.
FBI: Excuse me?
Raj: Please don't send me back to India; it's so crowded! It's like the whole country is one endless Comic-Con, except everybody's wearing the same costume: Indian Guy.
FBI: Dr. Koothrappali, I'm not...
Raj: I love this country! The-the baseball, the freedom, the rampant morbid obesity! From California to the New York Island! I'm a real Yankee Doodle boy!

Buffy: What do you think?
Xander: That depends. Are you in any way... kidding?
Buffy: You don't think it's a good idea?
Faith: It's pretty radical, B.
Rupert: It's a lot more than that. Buffy, what you said, well, it-it-it flies in the face of everything we've ever- every generation has ever done in the fight against evil... I think it's bloody brilliant.
Buffy: You mean that?
Rupert: If you want my opinion.

[repeated line]
Faith: Five by five.

Buffy: I never knew you had so much rage in you.
Faith: What can I say? I'm the world's best actor.
Angel: Second best.

[after Miss Post has put on the Glove of Myhnegon and absorbed it's power]
Faith: What's going on?
Gwendolyn: Faith... a word of advice... You're an idiot.

Sheldon: You say you're Special Agent Page, FBI.
FBI: Here's my I.D.
Sheldon: And here is my Justice League membership card. But that doesn't prove I know Batman.

Faith: Yeah, but you gotta have stories. I mean, I've had my share of losers, but you... you boinked the undead.

Faith: Don't tell me you don't see it, Joyce. You served your purpose. You squirted out the kid, raised her up, and now you might as well be dead. I mean, nobody cares, nobody remembers, especially not Buffy, fabulous superhero. Sooner or later, you're gonna have to face it. She was over us a long time ago, Joyce.

[first lines]
[exiting a movie titled Le Banquet D'Amelia]
Buffy: Well...
Angel: Well...
Buffy: That was... very... artistic...
Angel: Yeah.
Buffy: It wasn't what I expected. I-I've never actually seen... Well, from the title, I though it was about food.
Angel: Well, there was food.
Buffy: Right. Th-The-The scene with the... food. So, feel like getting some hot chocolate... or some cold shower?
Angel: I'm sorry. I wanted to take you out somewhere fun. It's been a long time since I've been to the movies. They've changed.
Buffy: A little scary... And a little not, which is also scary. I'm sorry. I-I just don't like getting you worked up like that. We can't actually do any of those things. You'd lose your soul, and besides, I don't even own a kimono.
Angel: Buffy, you don't have to worry about me.
Buffy: I just don't like to rub your nose in it. Suddenly wondering where that expression comes from.
Angel: Look, I-I don't need to see movies to get worked up. Just being around you does that just fine. It doesn't mean that I'm gonna lose control, or that I'm gonna be frustrated around you. It feels nice just to feel.
Buffy: It doesn't drive you crazy... when we're close?
Angel: Watch this.
[kisses her]
Angel: See...? Safe as houses.
[they kiss again]
Faith: [entering] Check out the lust bunnies.
Buffy: Patrol?
[Faith nods]
Angel: The council has you back on active duty?
Faith: Finally. They want us down by Mercer.
Buffy: Okay.
[to Angel]
Buffy: Good night.
Angel: I'll see you soon.
Faith: Don't worry, big guy. Just keepin' her warm for ya.

[Faith meets Buffy after months in a coma]
Faith: What'd you think, I'd wake up and we'd go for tea? You tried to gut me, Blondie.

[last lines]
Faith: Still won't help you boy, though... Shoulda been there, B... Quite a ride.

Buffy: Look, Gwendolyn Post or whoever she may be, had us all fooled. Even Giles.
Faith: Yeah, well, you can't trust people. I should've learned that by now.
Buffy: I realize this is gonna sound funny coming from someone that just spent a lot of time kicking your face... but you can trust me.
Faith: Is that right?
Buffy: I know I kept secrets, but I didn't have a choice. I'm on your side.
Faith: *I'm* on my side, and that's enough.
Buffy: Not always.

Faith: You're protecting vampires? Are you the Bad Slayer now? Am I the Good Slayer now?

Faith: [Willow is creeping behind Faith brandishing a backpack] Try it, Red, and you lose an arm.

Faith: Whatcha wanna do to her, vamp? Huh? Somethin' like this?
[punches Spike]
Spike: Nice punch you got there. Lemme guess. Leather pants, nice right cross, doe eyes, holier-than-thou glower, you must be Faith.
Faith: Oh, goodie, I'm famous.
Spike: Told you were coming. Bit of a misunderstanding here. I'm...
Faith: Spike. Yeah, we've met before.
Spike: We have? I don't think we...
[Faith kicks him]
Spike: Bloody hell! What're you doing? I'm on your side.
Faith: Yeah? Maybe you haven't heard. I've reformed.
[punches Spike]
Spike: So have I.
[punches Faith]
Spike: I reformed way before you did.
[Faith punches him]
Spike: Stop...
[Faith punches him again]
Spike: ...hitting...
[punches Faith]
Spike: ... me! We're on the same side.
Faith: Please. Do you think I'm stupid?
Spike: Well, yeah.
Faith: You were attacking that girl.
[punches Spike, Buffy punches Faith]
Buffy: Sorry, Faith. I didn't realize that was you.
Faith: It's alright, B. Luckily you still punch like you used to.

Faith: Ronnie, deadbeat. Steve, klepto. Kenny... drummer. Eventually, I just had to face up to my destiny as a loser magnet. Now it's strictly get some, get gone. You can't trust guys.
Buffy: You can trust some guys. Really, I've read about them.

Faith: I've met you before, you know.
Spike: Mmm. Yeah, you made a great impression on my chin.
Faith: Not in the graveyard. Before that. I was kinda wearing a different body.
Spike: Did you?
Faith: You seemed okay with it.
Spike: The body swap... with Buffy.
Faith: She fill you in on that whole deal?
Spike: She told me what went down. Failed to mention who was driving her skin around.
Faith: I may have said a few things.
Spike: Like you could ride me at a gallop till my knees buckled. Squeeze me till I pop like warm champagne... It's not the kind of thing a man forgets.
Faith: Should have known it wasn't blondie behind the wheel. She'd never throw down like that.
Spike: Oh, you *have* been away.
Faith: Don't tell me little Miss Tightly Wound's been getting her naughty on?
Spike: Not of late.
Faith: Wow. Everybody's just full of surprises.

[Faith menaces Professor Worth with a knife]
Lester: I'll scream!
Faith: Who wouldn't?

[last lines]
Faith: You sent you boy to kill me.
Mayor: That's right, I did.
Faith: He's dust.
Mayor: I thought he might be, what with *you* standing here and all.
Faith: I... guess that means you have a job opening.

Faith: God, I could eat a horse. Isn't it crazy how slayin' just always makes you hungry and horny?
[everybody looks at Buffy]
Buffy: Well... sometimes I-I crave a nonfat yogurt afterwards.
Cordelia: I get it.
[everybody looks at Cordelia]
Cordelia: Not the horny thing, yuck! But the two slayer thing. There was one, and then Buffy died for, like, two minutes, so then Kendra was called, and then when she died, Faith was called.

Faith: Whoa, memory lane. Same old house.
Buffy: Yeah, well, every piece of furniture has been destroyed and replaced since you left, so actually, new house.

[about the potential Slayers]
Faith: No more Starbucks for the wannabes, man. They've been spazzing for, like, hours.

Faith: You're actually gonna take orders from him?
Buffy: That's the job. What else can we do?
Faith: Whatever we want. We're Slayers, girlfriend, the Chosen two. Why should we let him take all the fun out of it?
Buffy: Oh, that'd be tragic, taking the fun out of slaying, stabbing, beheading.
Faith: Oh, like you don't dig it.
Buffy: I don't.
Faith: You're a liar. I've *seen* you. Tell me staking a vamp doesn't get you a little bit juiced. Come on, say it.
[Faith stops, faces Buffy, folds her arms, and waits. Buffy smiles, hesitates, looks away...]
Faith: [laughs] You can't fool me. The look in your eyes right after a kill. You just get hungry for more.
Buffy: You're way off base.
Faith: Tell me that if you don't get in a good slaying, after a while, you start itching for some vamp to show up so you can give him a good...
[jabs her arm and grunts]
Buffy: Hey, slaying's what we're built for. If you're not enjoying it, you're doing something wrong.

Mayor: Well, you don't have to watch. Just, you know, go home, take it easy. It's a big day tomorrow.
Faith: You gotta give me *something* to do. There's no way I'm sleeping! Don't you need anyone dead? Or maimed? I can settle for maimed.
Mayor: [laughs] You little firecracker!

Lucas: So is this the part where you tell me to just forgive myself and move on?
Agent: I don't know what you did. Maybe it's not forgivable.
Lucas: Did you forgive yourself?
Agent: No. But I don't punish myself either.

[first lines]
[pinned to the ground by vampires]
Faith: So, what, you're telling me never?
Buffy: Faith, really, now is *not* the time.
Faith: I'm curious. Never ever?
[they throw off the vampires and stand]
Faith: Come on, really. All this time, and not even once?
Buffy: How many times do I have to say it? I have never...
[hits vampire]
Buffy: done it...
[stakes vampire]
Buffy: with Xander! He's just a friend.

Faith: Well, when I'm fighting, it's like the whole world goes away and I only know one thing. That I'm gonna win and they're gonna lose. I like that feelin'.
Buffy: Well, sure. Beats that dead feeling you get when *they* win and *you* lose.

Faith: Are you serious about this place?
Mayor: Of course I am. No Slayer of mine's gonna live in a flea-bag hotel. That place has a very unsavory reputation. There are immoral liaisons going on there.
Faith: Yeah, plus all the screwing.

[first lines]
Buffy: They smell good, don't they?
Faith: What?
Buffy: Clean sheets. Like summer.
Faith: I wouldn't know.
Buffy: Right. I forgot.
Faith: I noticed.
Buffy: I-I wish I could stay, but...
Faith: Oh, you have to go.
Buffy: It's just with...
Faith: Little sis coming. I know. So much to do before she gets here.

Faith: Me, by myself all the time, and I'm looking at you, everything you have, and, I don't know, jealous. And then, there I am. Everybody's looking to me, trusting me to lead them, and I've never felt so alone in my entire life.
Buffy: Yeah.
Faith: And that's you every day, isn't it?
Buffy: I love my friends. I'm very grateful for them. But that's the price, being a Slayer.
Faith: There's only supposed to be one. Maybe that's why you and I can never get along. We're not supposed to exist together.
Buffy: Also, you went evil and were killing people.
Faith: Good point. Also a factor.
Buffy: But you're right. I mean, I... I guess everyone's alone. But, being a Slayer, there's a burden we can't share.
Faith: And no one else can feel it. Thank God we're hot chicks with superpowers.

Mayor: All right. You can open them up now.
Faith: [opens eyes to see a gift] Fab. What's the occasion?
Mayor: Faith, as if I need a reason to show you my affection... or appreciation for running a small errand at the airport.
Faith: Airport...? What's next? You gonna want me to help a buddy of yours move a sofa?

Faith: [holding the scythe] It's old. It's strong, and it feels like... like it's mine.
[drops the scythe in front of Buffy on the bed]
Faith: I guess that means it's yours.

Jason: What's my name?
J.P. Nunnelly: Bull
Jason: Right! Don't bull a Bull!

Mayor: Where is the courier? I told him to come so he could get his money.
Faith: I made him an offer he couldn't survive.

Faith: This town, walking anywhere after dark is like an extreme sport.

[trying to convince Giles she's really Buffy in Faith's body]
Buffy: [in Faith's body] Oh, this is... Giles, you turned into a demon, and I knew it was you. I mean, can't you just look in my eyes and be all intuitive?
Rupert: How did I turn into a demon?
Buffy: [in Faith's body] Oh, 'cause, uh, Ethan Rayne. And-and you have a girlfriend named Olivia, and you haven't had a job since we blew up the school, which is valid lifestyle-wise. I mean, it's not like you're a slacker type, but, uh... Oh, oh! When I had psychic power I heard my mom think that you were like a stevedore during sex. W- Do you want me to continue?
Rupert: Actually, I beg you to stop.
Buffy: [in Faith's body] What's a stevedore?

[last lines]
Faith: Everybody get down!

Buffy: Um, maybe I should introduce you again. Faith, this is Giles.
Faith: I've seen him. If I'd known they came that young and cute, I would've requested a transfer.
Buffy: Raise your hand if "ew."

Faith: So, what brings you here to the poor side of town?
Buffy: Cloven guy. Goes by the name Kakistos.
Faith: What do you know about Kakistos?
Buffy: That he's here... We're not happy to see old friends, are we? What'd he do to you?
Faith: It's what I did to him, all right?
Buffy: And what was that...? Faith, you came here for a reason. I can help.
Faith: You can mind your own business. I'm the one that can handle this.
Buffy: Yeah. You're a real badass when it comes to packing. What was that you said about my problem... gotta deal and move on? Well, we have the "moving on" part right here. What about dealing? Is that just something you're gonna *dump* on me?
Faith: You don't know me. You don't know what I've been through. I'll take care of this, all right?
Buffy: Like you took care of your Watcher...? He killed her, didn't he?
Faith: They don't have a word for what he did to her.
[a knock on the motel door and Faith looks through the peep-hole to see the manager]
Faith: Oh, what now?
Buffy: Faith, you run, he runs after you.
Faith: That's where the head start comes in handy.

Faith: That's assuming they get past us.
Principal: Which, no offense, I am.
Faith: Come on. You gotta have a little faith.
Principal: I think I've had my share, thanks.
Faith: Well, I trundled right into that one, didn't I? Look, I'm sorry if it seemed like I was blowing you off the other day. I was just trying to, you know, blow you off.
Principal: Yeah, you know what? I figured that one out all by myself.

Willow: Faith, wait! I wanna talk to you.
Faith: Oh yeah. Give me the speech again, please. "Faith, we're still your friends. We can help you. It's not too late."
Willow: It's way too late. You know, it didn't have to be this way. But you made your choice. I know you had a tough life. I know that some people think you had a lot of bad breaks. Well, boo-hoo! Poor you. You know, you had a *lot* more in your life than-than some people. I mean, you had friends like Buffy. Now you have no one. Y-You were a Slayer, and-and now you're nothing. You're just a big, selfish, worthless waste.
Faith: [punches Willow] You hurt me, I hurt you. I'm just a little more efficient.
Willow: Oh, and here I just thought you didn't have a comeback.

Rupert: I wish we had time to celebrate properly. However, we have two victims. Jeff Orkin and, uh, now Platt. Maybe there's something they had in common.
Faith: Missing internal organs.
Rupert: Besides that.

Faith: So what about you? What was your toughest kill?
[Buffy has a flashback to killing Angel]
Buffy: Um, well, you know, they're all... difficult, I guess. Uh, oh, oh, do you guys remember the Three? That's right, you never met the Three. Well, there was three...

Wesley: Ah. This is perhaps Faith.
Faith: [eyes him] New Watcher?
Buffy: New Watcher.
Faith: Screw that.
[she turns and leaves]
Buffy: [to Giles] Now why didn't I just say that?
Rupert: Eh, Buffy, would you, uh...
Buffy: I'll see if I can get her back.
[to Wesley]
Buffy: Don't say anything incredibly interesting while I'm gone.

[last lines]
[Buffy has gone to Faith's room to try and help her]
Faith: Is that it?
Buffy: Yeah, I guess.
Faith: All right. Well, then, I'll see ya.
[Buffy turns to leave the Faith's room disappointed]
Faith: B-Buffy?
[Buffy stops and turns around with hope]
Buffy: Yeah?
Faith: [after a pause] Nothing.

Faith: Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed for business.
Rupert: There's another one in Cleveland... not to spoil the moment.

Faith: The whole summer it was like the worst heat wave. So it's about 118 degrees and I'm sleeping without a stitch on, and all of a sudden I hear screaming from outside. So I go tearing out, stark nude, and this church bus has broke down an there's these three vamps feasting on half the Baptist in South Boston. So I waste the vamps, and the preacher comes up and he's hugging me like there's no tomorrow, when all of a sudden, the cops pulled up and arrested us both.
Xander: Wow! They should film that story and show it every Christmas.