Quotes

Spike: What's this? Sittin' around watching the telly while there's evil still afoot? It's not very industrious of you. I say we go out there and kick a little demon ass! What, can't go without your Buffy, is that it? Let's find her! She is the chosen one, after all. Come on! Vampires! Grrr! Nasty! Let's annihilate them, for justice, and for... the safety of puppies... and Christmas, right? Let's fight that evil! Let's kill something! Oh, come on!

Spike: Hello, big guy! Need another car. Afraid the last one ended up in the drink...
Angel: Spike...
Spike: Look at you.
Angel: Just turn around and walk away.
Spike:You're a--
Angel: Spike!
Spike: You're a bloody puppet! (Angel tackles Spike through the door and brawls with him) You're a wee, little puppet man!

Spike: No. I'm not gonna end up like Pavayne--cheating Hell any way he could, no matter who it hurt.
Fred: Just proves what I've been telling everybody.
Spike: That I'm a handsome devil who brightens the place up?
Fred: That you're worth saving.

Spike: I'm slippin' Fred: What? Spike: Don't wanna go, but it's like, it's like the ground underneath me is, splitting open and my legs are, straddling both sides of this bloody big chasm. It's getting wider, pulling me in. Fred:Is that, is that what's happening when you keep vanishing? Spike:I know what's down there, where it's trying to take me. And it's not the place heroes go. Not by a bloody long shot. It's the other one. Full of fire and torment. And it's happening. And I'm terrified. (pauses and turns to her) Help me?

Spike: It's a big rock. I can't wait to tell my friends. They don't have a rock this big.

Spike: You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love 'til it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other 'til it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Real love isn't brains, children. It's blood. It's blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.

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, 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

Spike: I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's...

Spike: It's no wonder they couldn't deal with the likes of you and me, luv. We both should have been dead hundreds of years ago - and we're the only ones that are really alive

Spike: I do remember what I said. The promise. To protect her. If I'd done that ... even if I didn't make it, you wouldn't've had to jump. I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course. But after that. Every night after that. I'd see it all again, do something different. Faster or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways ...Every night I save you.

Spike: I was the enemy, then I was nothing, and now I'm God's garbage, not even a joke, less than that, less than all His creatures combined, so tell me, dear Buffy, how ya like me now?

Spike: She just left. She didn’t even care enough to cut off my head or set me on fire. I mean, is that too must to ask? You Know? Some little sign that she cared?

Spike: "We like to talk ...vampires do. "I'm going to distroy the world." Thats just tough guy talk. Strutting around with your friends over a pint of blood. The truth is, i like this world. You've got...dog racing, Manchester United. And you've got people. Billions of people walking around like Happy meals with legs."

Spike: Isn't it a fantastic day? Birds singin', squirrels making lots of rotten little squirrels, sun beamin' down in a nice non-fatal way. It's very exciting. Can't wait to see if I freckle.

Spike: This chip is something they did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul I got on my own. For you

Spike: You want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot tight little body and make me

Spike:How can I thank you, you mysterious black clad hunk of a night thing? - 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. And now, I'm just a biiig fluffy puppy with baaad teeth. No, not the hair, never the hair. - But there must be some way I can show my appreciation... - No! Helping those in need's my job...and working up a load of sexual tension and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough. - I understand, I have a nephew who's gay, so.... - Say no more...evil's still afoot, and I'm almost out of that nancyboy hairgel I like so much. Quickly, to the Angelmobile...away!

Spike: You won. All right? You came in and you killed them and you took their land. That's what conquering nations do. It's what caesar did, and he's not going around saying, 'I came, I conquered, I felt really bad about it.' The history of the world is not people making friends. You had better weapons, and you massacred them. End of story.

Spike: Blood is life, lackbrain. Why do you think we eat it? It's what keeps you going, makes you warm, makes you hard, makes you other than dead. 'Course it's her blood.

Spike: Why? Cos you're Angel, Vamp Detective now? Ooo. I'm so scared. What's next? Vampire cowboy? Vampire fireman? Oh! Vampire ballerina!

Spike: I do the work. I do the digging. Fight off the Slayer. Drive to L.A. Hire the help. And what do I get? Royally screwed is what! Well, that cinches it. No more partners. From now on, I'm my own man. Lone wolf. Sole survivor. Look out! Here comes Spike! The biggest, baddest mother... aaagh!

Spike: Yeah, o.k. Sorry. But I just had no idea that gods were such prancing lightweights. Mark my words: the Slayer is going to kick your skanky, lopsided ass back to whatever place would take a cheap, whorish, fashion-victim, ex-god like you.