Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV Series)
Something Blue (1999)
James Marsters: Spike
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Quotes
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Buffy Summers : Oh... honey, we need to talk about the invitations. Now, do you wanna be "William the Bloody" or just Spike... 'cause either way, it's gonna look majorly weird.
Spike : Whereas the name "Buffy" gives it that touch of classic elegance.
Buffy Summers : What's wrong with "Buffy"?
Rupert Giles : Oh, such a good question.
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[Giles is blind, Xander is a demon magnet, and Buffy and Spike engaged while under Willow's spell]
Buffy Summers : She did a spell.
Rupert Giles : Yes. To have her will done. Whatever she says is coming true.
Buffy Summers : And you were both affected! I probably only escaped because I'm the Slayer. Some kind of natural immunity.
Xander Harris : Yeah, right. You're marrying Spike because you're so right for each other.
Buffy Summers : Xander!
Spike : That's it. You're off the usher list.
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Spike : [chained to Giles' bath] Passions is on! Timmy's down the bloody well, and if you make me miss it, I'll...
Rupert Giles : You'll do what? Lick me to death?
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Spike : Well, I'm not the one who wanted "Wind Beneath My Wings" for the first dance.
[everyone looks at Buffy]
Buffy Summers : That was the spell.
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Spike : This is the crack team that foils my every plan? I am deeply shamed.
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Buffy Summers : You know what? I don't think you want us to let you go. Maybe we made it a little too comfy in here for ya.
Spike : Comfy? I'm chained in a bathtub drinkin' pig's blood from a novelty mug. Doesn't rate huge in the Zagat's guide.
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Buffy Summers : You want something nicer...? Oh, look at my poor neck... all bare and tender and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away.
Rupert Giles : Oh, please.
Spike : Giles, make her stop.
Rupert Giles : [walking out] If those two don't kill each other... I might lend a hand.
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Spike : [to Buffy] What are you lookin' at?
Buffy Summers : [to Spike] The man I love.
[they start kissing]
Xander Harris : Can I be blind, too?
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Rupert Giles : Spike, we have no intention of killing a harmless, um, creature. But we-we have to know what's been done to you. We-We-We can't let you go until we're sure that you're-you're impotent or...
Spike : Hey!
Rupert Giles : Sorry, poor choice of words. Until we know that you're-you're...
Buffy Summers : Flaccid?
Spike : You are one step away, missy.
Buffy Summers : Giles, help. He's gonna scold me.
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Spike : I get this spell reversed, they'll be finding your body for weeks.
Buffy Summers : Oh, make a move. Please. I'm *dying* for a good slay.
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Buffy Summers : Ohh... there's so much to decide... ceremony, guests, reception.
Spike : Well, first thing I'd say, we're not having a church wedding.
Buffy Summers : How about a daytime ceremony in the park?
Spike : Fabulous. Enjoy your honeymoon with the Big Pile of Dust.
Buffy Summers : Under the trees. Indirect sunlight only.
Spike : A warm spring breeze tosses the leaves aside, and again, you're registering as Mr and Mrs Big Pile of Dust.
Buffy Summers : top it! This is our wedding and you're treating it like a big joke.