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"Dead Things":
BUFFY: You don't ... have a soul! There is nothing good or clean in you. You are dead inside! You can't feel anything real! I could never ... be your girl!
SPIKE: You always hurt ... the one you love, pet.
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BUFFY: Have you seen my underwear?
SPIKE: What is this to you? This thing we have.
BUFFY: We don't have a ... thing, we have ... this. That's all.
SPIKE: Do you even like me?
BUFFY: Sometimes.
SPIKE: But you like what I do to you.
[Gosh, tell me about it
]
"Lovers Walk":
Angel: She wants you to get out.
Buffy: Someplace a little less Hellmouthy. She has a point.
Y'know, but there are reasons to stay, too.
Angel: What are they?
Buffy: Um... you know, there's my Slayer duties,
obviously. What do you think I should do?
Angel: As a friend, I... I think that you should leave.
This is a good opportunity for you.
Buffy: Yeah. It's not like there's any great thing keeping me here.
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Angel: Lot of trouble for somebody who doesn't even care about you.
Spike: Shut your gob!
Angel: She really is just kind of fickle.
Spike: SHUT UP!
Spike: What do you know? It's your fault, the both of you! She
belongs with me. I'm nothing without her.
Buffy: That I'll have to agree with. You're pathetic, you know that?
You're not even a loser anymore, you're a shell of a loser.
Spike: Yeah. You're one to talk.
Buffy: Meaning?
Spike: The last time I looked in on you two, you were
fighting to the death. Now you're back making googly-eyes at each other like nothing happened. Makes me want to heave.
Buffy: I don't know what you're talking about.
Spike: Oh, yeah. You're just friends.
Angel: That's right.
Spike: You're *not* friends. You'll never be friends.
You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood... blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike: *I* may be love's bitch, but at least *I'm* man enough to admit it.
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Spike: I'm really glad I came here, you know? I've been all
wrongheaded about this. Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else. I
want Dru back, I've just gotta be the man I was, (stands proud) the man she loved. I'm gonna do what I shoulda done in the first place: I'll find her, wherever she is, tie her up, torture her until she likes me again.
Love's a funny thing
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Angel: Hey. I was wondering when you were coming.
Buffy: I'm not coming back.
Angel just looks at her.
Buffy: We're not friends. We never were. And I can fool Giles, and I
can fool my friends, but I can't fool myself. Or Spike, for some reason. What I want from you I can never have. You don't need me to take care of you anymore. So I'm gonna go.
Angel: I don't accept that.
Buffy: You have to.
Angel: How can...
Angel: There's gotta be some way we can still see each other.
Buffy: There is: tell me that you don't love me.
[O.K. Now I can cry...]