Spuffy Quotes

Buffy: This place is okay for a hole in the ground. You fixed it up. Spike: I ate a decorator once. Maybe something stuck.

Spike: Do you even like me? Buffy: Sometimes. Spike: Do you trust me? Buffy: Never

SPIKE: You listen to me. I've been a live 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 thing 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, and 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: What if I dont want to be the one? SPIKE: I dont want to be this good looking and athletic we've all got our crosses to bear.

SPIKE: It was the best night of my life. If you poke fun of me, you bloody well better use that because I couldn't bear it. It may not mean that much to you .. BUFFY: I just told you it did. SPIKE: Yeah...I hear you say it, but...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: Don't I get a cookie? Buffy: No. Spike: Well, I gotta have something. I still have Buffy taste in my mouth. Buffy: You're a pig, Spike. Spike: Yeah.. well I'm not the one who wanted, "Wind Beneath My Wings" for the first dance. Buffy: That was the spell.

Buffy: I'm counting on you ... to protect her. Spike: Till the end of the world. Even if that happens to be tonight.

Spike: Your a tease, you know that Slayer? Get a fellas motor revvin, let the tension marinate a couple of days, then Bam! Crown yourself the ice queen. Buffy: You need a few more metaphors for that little mix?

Spike: Are we having a conversation? Buffy: What? No. Sort of. Spike: Hm. Buffy: What? Spike: Well, isn't this the part where you usually kick me in the head and run out, virtue fluttering? Buffy: That's the plan, as soon as my legs start working.

Buffy: It's over. Spike: I've memorized this tune, luv. Think I have the sheet music. Doesn't change what you want. Buffy: I know that. I do want you. Being with you ... makes things ... simpler. For a little while. Spike: I don't call five hours straight a little while. Buffy: I'm using you. I can't love you. I'm just ... being weak, and selfish... Spike:Really not complaining here. Buffy: ...and it's killing me. I have to be strong about this. I'm sorry ... William.

Buffy: Ask me again why I could never love you. Spike: Oh god. Buffy... I didn't – Buffy: Because I stopped you. Something I should have done a long time ago.

Buffy: You dont' even know what feelings are!

Spike: I damn well do! I lie awake every night

Buffy: You sleep during the day!

Spike: Yeah, bu----, You are missing the point!

Spike: I'm drowning in you Summers

Spike: It's what you wanted, right? It's what YOU wanted, RIGHT? And now everybody's in here, talking... everything I did, everyone I...and him. It did...the other...the thing...beneath. Beneath you. It's here too. Everybody, they all just tell me to go, go...to hell. 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 never...to be the kind of man. And she shall look upon him with forgiveness and everybody will forgive and love. And he will be loved. *lays across the cross* So everything's ok, right? Can we rest now, Buffy? Can we rest?

Buffy: This vampire I killed told me— Spike: Told you what? That I go out? Yeah, I talk to people. Women. Talk to them 'cause I can't talk to you. Buffy: Oh, Spike, save it. 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: Because I care about you. Buffy: Then you might want to try the not sleeping with my friends. Spike: That's not... I didn't go to Anya for that. I was looking for a spell. Buffy: You were going to use a spell on me? Spike: It wasn't for you. I wanted something -- anything to make this feeling stop. I just wanted it to stop. Spike: I'll make you feel it... Buffy: STOP!

Buffy: Oh, look at my poor neck... all bare and tender and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away.
Giles: Oh, please.
Spike: Giles, make her stop!
Giles: If those two don't kill each other, I might lend a hand.

Buffy: What are you doing here, Spike? Five words or less! Spike: (counting on fingers) Out... for... a... walk... bitch.

Spike: You're not happy here. Buffy: (quietly) Please don't make this harder. Spike: You don't belong here. You're something ... you're better than this. Buffy: I need the money. Spike: I can get money. Walk with me now, come on.

Spike: You mean “no” as in “eventually”? Buffy: You really have problems with that word, don’t you?

Spike: So where's Tall, Dark and Forehead? Buffy: Let me guess. You can smell him. Spike: Yeah, that and I also used my heightened vampire eyeballs to watch you kissing him.

Buffy: Good, good, I haven't had quite enough jealous vampire crap. Spike: He wears lifts, you know.

Spike: I knew. I knew the only thing better than killing a slayer would be f- Buffy: What?! Is that what this is about? Doing a slayer? Spike: Well, I wouldn't throw stones, pet. You seem to be quite the groupie yourself. Buffy: Shut up. Spike: I'm just sayin' ... vampires get you hot. Buffy: A vampire got me hot. One. But he's gone.

Buffy: Your job is to kill the slayer. But all you can do is follow me around making moon eyes. Spike: I'm in love with you. Buffy: You're in love with pain. Admit it. You like me ... because you enjoy getting beat down. So really, who's screwed up. Spike: Hello! Vampire! I'm supposed to be treading on the dark side. What's your excuse?

BuffyJust have to get your rocks off fightin' demons.Spike: There are other ways Buffy: And to that, an extreme 'see you later.'

Buffy: When ... When did the building fall down? Spike: I don't know. Must have been sometime between the first time and the, uh...

Spike: You wanna slip away for a minute, luv? Buffy: What? Spike: I'll let you blow out my candles. Spike: I had ... a ... muscle cramp. Buffy was, uh, helping. Tara: A muscle cramp? In your ... pants? Spike: What, it's a thing. Tara: Right.

Spike: So, you let Parker take a poke, eh? Didn't seem like you knew each other that well. What exactly did it take to pry apart the Slayers' dimpled knees? Buffy: You're a pig, Spike. Spike: Whatever. Guess you're not worth a second go -- come to think of it, seems like someone told me as much...who was that...oh yeah. Angel.