Because I love Spike & Buffy to much, I decide to make an article with my favorite quotes of them...or I think this is all of them?... I don't remember but anyways. I was looking through the other Spuffy articles & I didn't find another article that had the quotes so I made one. If there was already one, well, i'm sorry for making another one LOL. Spike & Buffy FOREVAAAH!
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Spike: You listen to me. I've been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things you couldn't imagine, and done things I prefer you didn't. Don't exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I've only my blood, which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my brain, so I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there's only one hting I've ever been sure of--you. Hey, look at me. I'm not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it's not because I want you, or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are. What you do. How you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
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Buffy: We missed the bed again.
Spike: Lucky for the bed.
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Buffy: What are you doing here, Spike? Five words or less!
Spike: (Counting on his fingers) Out...for...a...walk...bitch.
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Spike: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
Buffy: 'Cause I'm a stuck up tight ass with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
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Spike: And the only thing about the dance is, you never get to stop. Every day you wake up, with the same bloody question that haunts you: is today the day I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later it's gonna catch you. And part of you wants it...not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you're just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. YOu make it with your hands, day after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. Every Slayer...has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you've lasted as long as you have is you've got ties to this world...your mum, brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie you here but you're just putting off the inevitable. Sooner or later, you're gonna want it and the second...the second that happens you know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
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Buffy: "Why? Why would you do..."
Spike: "Buffy, shame on you. Why does a man do what he mustn't? For her.To be hers. To be the kind of man who would nev... to be a kind of man."
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Spike: "I don't hurt you."
Buffy: "I know."
Spike: "No, you don't. I've tried to make it clear to you, but you won't see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel...about you...it's different. And no matter how hard you try to convince yourself it isn't, it's real."
Buffy: "I think it is."
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Buffy: "You faced the monster inside of you and you fought back. You risked everything to be a better man."
Spike: "Buffy..."
Buffy: "And yoyu can be. You are. You may not see it, but I do. I do. I believe in you, Spike."
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Spike: "You've got another demon fighter now."
Buffy: "That's not why I need you here."
Spike: "Is that right? Why's that then?"
Buffy: "Cause I'm not ready for you to not be here."
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Buffy: "Faith still has my room."
Spike: "Well, you're not staying here. You can't buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk. You got Angel breath. I'm not gonna just let you whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I've got my pride, you know."
Buffy: "I understand."
Spike: "Clearly you don't, 'cause the whole 'having my pride' thing was just a smoke screen."
~~~
Buffy: "Spike? Could you...stay here?"
Spike: "Sure. That diabolical old torture device, the comfy chair. It'll do me fine."
Buffy: "No, I mean...here. Will you just hold me?"
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Spike: "I've lived for soddin' ever, Buffy. I've done everything. Done things with you I can't spell, but...I've never...been close...to anyone. Least of all you. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So. yeah...I'm....terrified."
Buffy: "You don't have to be."
Spike: "Were you there with me?"
Buffy: "I was."
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Spike: "You were amazing."
Buffy: "You got the job done yourself."
Spike: "I was just trying to keep up. The things you do... the way you make it hurt in all the wrong places..."
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Spike: "You're a creature of the darkness. Like me. Try on my world. See how good it feels."
Buffy: "Are there drinks in your world?"
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Spike: "As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me. This chip, they did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul, I got on my own... for you."
Buffy: "I know. "
Spike: "So, yeah. I go and pass the time... with someone. But that's all it is is time, 'cause, God, help me, Buffy, it's still all about you."
~~~
Spike: "Gotta move, lamb. I think it's fair to say school's out for bloody summer."
Buffy: "Spike!"
Spike: "I mean it! I gotta do this."
Buffy: "I love you"
~~~
Spike: You listen to me. I've been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things you couldn't imagine, and done things I prefer you didn't. Don't exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I've only my blood, which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my brain, so I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there's only one hting I've ever been sure of--you. Hey, look at me. I'm not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it's not because I want you, or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are. What you do. How you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You are a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
~~~
Buffy: We missed the bed again.
Spike: Lucky for the bed.
~~~
Buffy: What are you doing here, Spike? Five words or less!
Spike: (Counting on his fingers) Out...for...a...walk...bitch.
~~~
Spike: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
Buffy: 'Cause I'm a stuck up tight ass with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
~~~
Spike: And the only thing about the dance is, you never get to stop. Every day you wake up, with the same bloody question that haunts you: is today the day I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later it's gonna catch you. And part of you wants it...not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you're just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. YOu make it with your hands, day after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. Every Slayer...has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you've lasted as long as you have is you've got ties to this world...your mum, brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie you here but you're just putting off the inevitable. Sooner or later, you're gonna want it and the second...the second that happens you know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
~~~
Buffy: "Why? Why would you do..."
Spike: "Buffy, shame on you. Why does a man do what he mustn't? For her.To be hers. To be the kind of man who would nev... to be a kind of man."
~~~
Spike: "I don't hurt you."
Buffy: "I know."
Spike: "No, you don't. I've tried to make it clear to you, but you won't see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel...about you...it's different. And no matter how hard you try to convince yourself it isn't, it's real."
Buffy: "I think it is."
~~~
Buffy: "You faced the monster inside of you and you fought back. You risked everything to be a better man."
Spike: "Buffy..."
Buffy: "And yoyu can be. You are. You may not see it, but I do. I do. I believe in you, Spike."
~~~
Spike: "You've got another demon fighter now."
Buffy: "That's not why I need you here."
Spike: "Is that right? Why's that then?"
Buffy: "Cause I'm not ready for you to not be here."
~~~
Buffy: "Faith still has my room."
Spike: "Well, you're not staying here. You can't buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk. You got Angel breath. I'm not gonna just let you whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I've got my pride, you know."
Buffy: "I understand."
Spike: "Clearly you don't, 'cause the whole 'having my pride' thing was just a smoke screen."
~~~
Buffy: "Spike? Could you...stay here?"
Spike: "Sure. That diabolical old torture device, the comfy chair. It'll do me fine."
Buffy: "No, I mean...here. Will you just hold me?"
~~~
Spike: "I've lived for soddin' ever, Buffy. I've done everything. Done things with you I can't spell, but...I've never...been close...to anyone. Least of all you. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So. yeah...I'm....terrified."
Buffy: "You don't have to be."
Spike: "Were you there with me?"
Buffy: "I was."
~~~
Spike: "You were amazing."
Buffy: "You got the job done yourself."
Spike: "I was just trying to keep up. The things you do... the way you make it hurt in all the wrong places..."
~~~
Spike: "You're a creature of the darkness. Like me. Try on my world. See how good it feels."
Buffy: "Are there drinks in your world?"
~~~
Spike: "As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me. This chip, they did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul, I got on my own... for you."
Buffy: "I know. "
Spike: "So, yeah. I go and pass the time... with someone. But that's all it is is time, 'cause, God, help me, Buffy, it's still all about you."
~~~
Spike: "Gotta move, lamb. I think it's fair to say school's out for bloody summer."
Buffy: "Spike!"
Spike: "I mean it! I gotta do this."
Buffy: "I love you"
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