Xander: I won’t even dignify that with a response. Get the door for me, will you?
Grant: Like hell I will!
Xander: And will you stop swearing like a sailor! It’s terribly lower class.
Xander: You know how it disappoints me.
Grant: What are you doing?!
Xander: What does it look like? I’m putting him to bed.
Xander: Why don’t you go bury the people he killed last night. I’ll tuck him in…
Xander: …and try to keep him from killing anyone else tonight.
Xander: We can take it in shifts.
Grant: Just heal him, Eugene! Send them both home!
Grant: What do I tell her Eugene?!
Xander: That I’ll send her things over tomorrow.