| Season Six "Bargaining" Spike: "I'm never gonna get anything killed with you lot holding me back." Tara: "I thought the big ones were supposed to tire more easily." Spike: "No that's over-the-hill shop keepers." Giles: "I'm fine, i just need to... die for a minute." Spike: "It's was that power you blew at him made him rabbit off." Tara: "It's sorbis root, it was supposed to confuse him,but....it just kinda made him peppy. It's not supposed to mix with anything, you think he might be taking prescription medication?" Spike: "Yeah, that must be it." Giles: "Goog god, i hope he doesn't try to operate heavy machinery." Giles: "You might have let me in on your plan while he throttled me." Spike: "Oh, poor watcher. Did your life pass before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea?" Buffybot: "That'll put marzipan in your pie, bingo!" Spike: "What's with the Dadaism, Red?" Tara: "Yeah, she says that pie thing every time she stakes a vamp now." Willow: "I-I don't know, i was trying to program in some new puns and I kinda ended up with salad." Buffybot: "I think it's funny." Willow: "It's a glitch, i'll fix it." Giles: "We just can't have her messing up in front of the wrong person. Or the wrong thing. We, we need the, the world and the underworld to beleive that Buffy is alive and well." Willow: "And i will therefore fix it. I got her head back on, didn't i? And i got her off those knock-knock jokes." Buffybot: "Ooh, who's there?" Xander: "You know, if we want her to be exactly-" Spike: "She'll never be exactly-" Xander: "I know." Tara: "The only really real Buffy is really Buffy." Giles: "And she's gone." Buffybot: "If we want her to be exactly she'll never be exactly i know the only really real Buffy is really Buffy and she's gone who?" Willow: "Where's my clog? I think there's a clog-eating monster under the bed. It's really those lesser-known monsters that make living in Sunnydale sohard." Tara: "I believe it's the Dawn monster. She borrowed them yesterday." Dawn: "Talk to me. Say something!" Buffy: "Is...this hell?" Dawn: "What?" Buffy: "Is this hell?" Dawn: "No! Buffy, no! You're here... with me. Whatever happened to you, whatever you have been through, it's...it's over now. You're-we have to get off this tower!" Buffy: "It was so... clear.. on this spot. I remember.. how.. shiny... and claer everything was. But...now...now.." Dawn: "Buffy.. please... listen to me. You told me i had to be strong.. and i've tried. But it's been so hard without you. I'm sorry. I promise i'll do better, i will! If you're with me. Stay with me...please. I need you to live." "Afterlife" Buffy: "How long was i gone?" Spike: "Hundred forty-seven days yesterday. Uh..hundred forty-eight today. 'Cept today doesn't count, does it? How long was it for you... where you were?" Buffy: "Longer." Spike: "Buff?... Slayer? Are you okay?" Buffy: "I'm here. I'm good." Spike: "Buffy, if you're in pain... or if you need something.. or if i can do anythin for you.." Buffy: "You can't." Spike: "Well, i haven't been to hell dimension just of late, but i do know a thing or two about torment." Buffy: "I was happy. Wherever i ... was.. i was happy. At peace. I knew that everyone i cared about was all right. I knew it. Time... didn't mean anything... nothing had form.. but i was still me, you know? And i was warm.. and i was loved... and i was finished. Complete. I don't understand about theology or dimensions, or.. any of it, really.. but i think i was in heaven. And now i'm not. I was torn out of there. Pulled out... by my friends. Everything here is ... hard, and bright, and violent. Everything i feel, everything i touch... this is hell. Just getting through the next moment, and the one after that... knowing what i've lost... they can never know. Never." "Tabula Rasa" Spike: "Can we talk?" Buffy: "Vocal-cord wise, yes. With each other? No." Buffy: "If i were to stop saving his life, it would simple things up so much." Willow: "Weird books with weird covers, like Magic for begginers. Oh! Tara: "This is a magic shop. A-a-a-a real magic shop." Buffy: "Well, maybe that's it. Maybe something magic happened- Giles: "Magic! Magic's all balderdash and chicanery. I'm afraid we don't know a bloody thing. Except i seem to be British, don't i? Uh, and a man. With.... glasses. Well, that narrows it down considerably." Giles: "We'll all get our memory back, and it'll be right as rain." Spike: "Oh, listen to Mary Poppins. He's got his crust all stiff and upper with that nancy-boy accent. You Englishmen are always so... Bloody Hell! Sodding, blimey, shagging, knickers, bullocks, oh God! I'm English!" Giles: "Welcome to the nancy tribe." Spike: "You don't suppose you and i... we're not related, are we?" Anya: "There is a ruggedly handsome resemblance." Giles: "And you do inspire a, um... particular feeling of... familiarity and... disappointment. Older brother?" Spike: "Father. Oh, god, how i must hate you." Giles: "What did i do?" Spike: "There's always something, and what's with the trollop?" Anya: "Hey!" Giles: "Her?" Spike: "I saw you! Sleeping together." Giles: "Resting together." Anya: "Look! It's ok. We're engaged." Giles: "Oh." Anya: "It's a lovely ring." Spike: "Oh, great, a tarty stepmum who's half old Daddys age." Anya: "Tarty?" Giles: "Old? You little twerp, i'm young enough to still get carded." Dawn: "So you don't have a name?" Buffy: "Of course i do. I just don't happen to know it." Dawn: "You want me to name you?" Buffy: "Oh, that's sweet, but i think i can name myself. I'll name me... Joan." Dawn: "Ugh!" Buffy: "What? Did you just 'ugh' my name?" Dawn: "No! I just... i mean, it's so blah. Joan?" Buffy: "I like it. I feel like a Joan." Dawn: "Fine, that's your purgative." Buffy: "Prerogative." Dawn: "Whatever, Joan." Buffy: "Whatever, Umad." Buffy/Dawn: "Boy, your a pain in the/ Boy, you're bossy!" Dawn: "Do you think we're- Buffy: "Sisters?" Buffy: "Did you guys see that?" Spike: "Vampires!" Tara: "Maybe it's Halloween." Dawn: "It doesn't feel like Halloween." Xander: "Even if it is, those guys are definitely not kids, and those are definitely not costumes. Randy's right. Looks like we have vampires." Vampire: 'Send out Spike!" Giles: "They seem to want spikes." Spike: "Oh! Lets give 'em these." Giles: "Well done." Buffy: "I think i know why Joan's the boss. I'm like a superhero or something!" Spike: "Bloody hell, what are you doing?" Buffy: 'You don't know who you are?" Spike: "Right, none of us do, and we're being chased by- Buffy: "You're a vampire!" Spike: "How can you say- I, me, a vampire? No." Buffy: "Check the lumpies.And the teeth. I kill your kind." Spike: "And i bite yours. So how come i don't wanna bite you? And why am i fightin' other vampires? I must be a noble vampire. A good guy. On a mission of redemption. I help the hopeless. I'm a vampire with a soul." Buffy: "A vampire with a soul? Oh my god, how lame is that?" Willow: "How you doin' Dawn?" Dawn: "Uh, i'm okay. It's scary...but, weirdly? Kind of familiar." Willow: "I know what you mean." Dawn: "How are you? Willow: "A little confused. I mean, i'm.... all sweaty... and trapped, no memory, hiding in a pipe from a vampire.... And i think i'm gay." "Older and Far Away" Spike: "Ooh, Buffy. Can i get you a soda pop? I think i'm in loove." Buffy: "We do not joke about eating people in this house!" "Entropy" Spike: "So why don't you sleep with me again?" Buffy: "Because i don't love you." Spike: "Like hell" Buffy: "What kind of syrup do you want on your pancakes?" Dawn: "Syrup have kinds?" Dawn: "Why don't i come patrolling with you tonight?" Buffy: "Oh, and then, maybe we can invite over some strangers and ask them to feed you candy." Anya: "Aren't you sick of it? Don't you wish guys like that... Buffy: "Whoah. Guys? There've only been four. Uh, three. Three. Three guys. That's barely plural." "Villains" Willow: "Bored now." |
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