“Remember: fast and brutal. It’s going to be a whole new world come nightfall, don’t want to weaken now. And boys? - Let’s watch the swearing.”
Mayor Wilkins

Mayor Wilkins: “I have to ingest several of the inhabitants of this box.”

Faith: “Ingest?”

Mayor Wilkins: “Eat.”

Faith: “You’re wicked gross.”

“Well, this is exciting. A Slayer up for Murder One. That’s sunshine and roses to me. It really is.”
The Mayor

The Mayor:  “And what exactly did this demon look like?”

Faith:  “Demonic.”

“I’ve got two words that are going to make all the pain go away. Miniature. Golf.”
The Mayor

Faith: “Thanks, sugar daddy.”

Mayor Wilkins: “Now Faith, you know I don’t like that. I’m a family man. Now, let’s kill your little friend.”

“Who knows? With any luck, they’ll kill each other. Then everyone’s a winner. Everyone, of course, meaning me.”
The Mayor