Spike: Well, that was sad. I'm embarrassed for our kind.
Spike: Damn right I'm impure, I'm as impure as the driven yellow snow! Let me go! Spike: I'm a hero really. I mean, to be cast such an ugly lot in life and then to rise above it. To seek out better, nobler things. It's inspirational, isn't it? And the two of us...natural enemies, thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness. Utter trust. No thought of me biting you, no thought of you staking me.
Spike: Why? Because you are vampire detective now? What's next? Vampire cowboy? Vampire fireman? Oh, vampire ballerina.
Spike: It's called addiction, Angel. We all have it. - I believe yours is named Slutty the vampire Slayer. Spike (damsel voice): How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hunk of a night thing? Spike (Angel voice) No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a badass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. Now I' m just a big, fluffy puppy with bad teeth. No, not the hair! Never the hair! Spike (damsel) voice): But there must be someway I can show my appreciation. Spike (Angel voice): No, helping those in need is my job, - and working up a load of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough! Spike (damsel voice) I understand. I have a nephew who is gay, so Spike (Angel voice) Say no more. Evil is still afoot! And I'm almost out of that Nancy-boy hair-gel that I like so much. Quickly, to the Angel-mobile, away! Spike: Go on with you. Play the big, strapping hero while you can. You have a few surprises coming your way. - The ring of Amarra and dash a visit from your old pal Spike, - and, oh yeah, - your gruesome, horrible death. 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. *I* may be love's bitch, but at least *I'm* man enough to admit it.
Buffy: I love you
Spike: no you dont but thanks for saying it.