Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 4

Joyce:
You don't know the first thing about Buffy. Or me.

Faith:
Don't I? I know what it's like. You think you matter. You think you're a part of something and you get dumped. It's like the whole world is moving but you're stuck. Like those animals in the tar pits. It's like you just keep sinking a little deeper everyday and nobody even sees.

Joyce:
[sounding bored] Were you planning to slit my throat anytime soon?

Faith:
Don't tell me you don't see it, Joyce. You served your purpose. You squirted out the kid, raised her up, and now you might as well be dead! I mean, nobody cares! Nobody remembers! Especially not Buffy-fabulous-super-hero! Sooner or later you're gonna have to face it. She was over us a long time ago, Joyce. [voice rising to a shout] Too busy climbing onto her new boy toy to give a single thought to the people that matter! I mean, you're her mother and she just leaves you here to die!

Buffy:
[Dives in through the window, punches Faith] Hi, Mom!

Joyce:
Hi, honey.