Giles: As much as I hate to think it, it could be the handiwork of...
Oz: Me.
Willow: Wolf-you, not you-you.

Oz: Okay, you know that thing where you bail in the middle of an upsetting conversation? I have to do that. It's kinda dramatic, I know, but sometimes it's a necessary guy thing.

Oz: And I'll... go lock myself up in the cage.

Oz: Oh, can't take the pressure.

Oz: Time's up, rules change.

Oz: Well, victim number one, Jeff, he was in jazz band with us. They used to horse around.
Faith: They were screwing?
Oz: I... don't... think so, but he hid her music comp book once.

Willow: He's just being Oz.
Oz: Pretty much full time.

Willow: Oz?
Oz: Get away from the cage.
Willow: What?
Oz: It's gonna happen soon. Get away from me.