Boy
:
Show me a sane man and I'll show you a real moron.
Boy
:
Magic's just a question of focusing the will. You don't get what you want because you're lucky. You get it because you will it.
Boy
:
He died in a mental institution. Melancholia, so I'm told.
Buffy
:
Your great, great grandfather? So that makes you...?
Boy
:
One eighth Hopi and prone to depression. (pause) Dark blood in my veins. Got some dark blood yourself. You're familiar with... the dark side of things.