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MAL: Zoe, the ship is yours. Remember, if anything happens to me, or you don’t hear from me within the hour… You take this ship, and you come and you rescue me.
ZOE: What? And risk my ship?
MAL: I mean it. It’s cold out there. I don’t wanna get left.
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SNYDER: There’re some things I can just smell. It’s like a sixth sense.
GILES: No, actually that would be one of the five.
SNYDER: That Summers girl. I smell trouble. I smell expulsion, and just the faintest aroma of jail.
— Buffy the Vampire Slayer, “When She Was Bad” (2.1)