Spike, a.k.a. William 'The Bloody' (BIO)

William (Origin: Teutonic; A strong and resolute protector.) Source

Spike (Origin: Old English; A nail, or an ear of grain. Generally used as a nickname..) Source

Spike went on a journey and passed three deadly trials to get his soul because of his love for Buffy. It is true that Spike was forced to receive the chip that basically 'defanged' him and prevented him from killing humans, much like Angelus receiving a soul by force. It wasn't until about a year after receiving it, Out of My Mind (S5,Ep4), that Spike dreams about kissing Buffy and admits to loving her. In Fool For Love, Spike actually tries to kiss Buffy and is rejected by her.

Anya existed as a vengeance demon for about 1120 years or about 6 to 7 times the number of years that Angelus reigned terror across Europe and the Far East. She existed 9 times longer then even Spike and his killing spree with Angelus, Darla and Drusilla. I do not recall Anya ever, not even up to the wedding, showing any sense of guilt for what she had done. All of her actions as a vengeance demon was by her own choice.

Anya was conscious of her choices to grant the wishes no matter how extreme a reaction the scorned women had. Regardless of this and her being a demon Xander and Buffy except her. Xander has given both Angel and Spike a great deal of hassle over their pasts and that's for a fraction of the time that Anya lived. Even Buffy hardly had any real problems about it until 'Selfless' (S7,Ep5). So why did Xander give Angel and Spike grief over their pasts when they didn't choose to become vampires? How could Xander sleep at night next to Anya and never feel any guilt or grief over her actions?

The tricky thing with any of the vampires on BtVS and AtS (Angel, Spike, Darla and Drusilla) is that they all have done a hundred plus years of murder and nothing can ever really redeem them. Even if their 'good' actions are done selflessly and if they saved millions of lives, how can you ever make it up to the thousands that they hunted, tortured and killed? They can be 'fallen angels' and try to redeem themselves, but they do so with the knowledge that nothing could make up for their past.

DARLA: No? It’s really not, is it? We did so many terrible things together. So much destruction, so much pain. We can’t make up for any of it. You know that, don’t you?
ANGEL: Yes.
"Lullaby" (S3,Ep9)

(after fighting the crazy neo-slayer)
ANGEL: (walks in) A lot of pain?
SPIKE: More than I'd like. But not as much as you would. Just what I deserve.
ANGEL: (sighs) I didn't say that.
SPIKE: No. I did. The lass thought I killed her family. And I'm supposed to what, complain 'cause hers wasn't one of the hundreds of families I did kill? I'm not sayin' you're right... 'cause, uh... I'm physically incapable of saying that. But, uh... for a demon... I never did think that much about the nature of evil. No. Just threw myself in. Thought it was a party. I liked the rush. I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the victims.
ANGEL: I couldn't take my eyes off them. I was only in it for the evil. It was everything to me. It was art. The destruction of a human being. I would've considered Dana a masterpiece.
(...)
ANGEL: She's an innocent victim.
SPIKE: So were we... once upon a time.
ANGEL: Once upon a time.
"Damage" (S5,Ep11)

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The prophecies of Aberjian

Question: Are the Prophecies of Aberjian about Angel or Spike since they are both vampires with souls who fight for the PTB.

Angel steals the scroll from the vault.
Wesley: Is there a reason you took this?
Angel: I don’t really know.
Wesley: The prophecies of Aberjian. - - There is an entire passage - about you.
Wesley is researching while Angel is reading a book and Cordy is reading the paper.
Wesley: Shanshu. - Shanshu. - Or maybe it’s shushan.
Cordy: Are you still trying to figure out that word? What’s taking so long?
Wesley: Gee, I don’t know, Cordelia. The prophecies of Aberjian were only written over the last 4000 years, in a dozen different languages, some of which aren’t even human! Why don’t we just get a Falanjoid demon in here, suck the brain out of my skull. Maybe that would speed things up.
Cordy: He sure gets testy when he’s translating.
Wesley: This word is pivotal to what it prophesies about the vampire with a soul.
Cordy: Well, hurry up and figure out what it says about Angel, because - I wanna know what it says about me. If there is torrid romance in my future - massive wealth? If I have to I’ll settle for enviable fame.
Wesley: This is an ancient sacred text, not a magic eight ball.
Cordy: Nobody gets my humor.
Angel: I thought it was funny.
Cordy: Hmm.

Wesley: (looking at his books) Ah - oops. - I may have made a tiny mistake. Angel sets the cup of blood
down and gets up The word Shanshu that I said meant you were going to die? Actually I think it means that you are going to live.
Cordy: Okay, as tiny mistakes go - that’s not one!
Wesley: Shanshu has roots in so many different languages. The most ancient source is the Proto-Bantu
and they consider life and death the same thing, part of a cycle, only a thing that’s not alive never dies. It’s- it’s saying - that you get to live until you die. - It’s saying - it’s saying you become human.
Cordy: That’s the prophecy?
Wesley: Ah, the vampire with a soul, once he fulfills his destiny, will Shanshu. Become human. - It’s his
reward.
Cordy: Wow. Angel, human.
Ange:That’d be nice.
Cordy: Wait. What’s that thing about him having to fulfill his destiny first?
Wesley: Well, it’s saying that it won’t happen tomorrow or the next day. He has to survive the coming
darkness, the apocalyptic battles, a few plagues, and some - uh, several, - not that many - fiends that
will be unleashed.
Angel: So don’t break out the champagne just yet.
Cordy Yeah, break out the champagne, Pinocchio. This is a big deal!
Angel I guess it is.
Cordy Typical. I hook up with the only person in history who ever came to LA to get older.

To Shanshu in L.A. (AtS Season 1, Episode 23)
"A cocky and witty vamp from 19th century England, Spike got his former (pre-bloodsucker) name, William the Bloody, because of his bloody awful poetry. In 1880 the sensitive poet was sired by his Vampire lover Drusilla and dubbed Spike because of his penchant for torturing victims with railroad spikes." (Spike's Chip)

"And if you're going to seriously redeem a character like Spike, who is a mass murderer, then he's going to have to go through a real journey," he said. But he hoped the writers got it over with soon, he added, laughing, "because I'm tired of getting dragged across gravel." James Marsters (Text1 and Text2)

"I'd like to see him regain his sense of joy in something more fruitful than killing people," he said. "I've always envisioned him giving Buffy a garden that he could never go to in the daytime, to give her something alive for a change." James Marsters (Text1 and Text2)

"The fact that Spike is truly in love can motivate him to great acts of heroism as he tries to become the kind of man that Buffy could love," he observes, "or, if spurned, it could drive to him to great acts of villainy."
"I don't know if Buffy will ever reciprocate Spike's feelings," he admits. "I really think Spike is kind of beneath her. He's evil — he really is. He just happens to be in love with a good person." James Marsters
-comments about Buffy and Spikes relationship

Q: Do you think that the chipped Spike is redeemable and could Buffy love him?
Jane Espenson: It would be very hard to redeem Spike, he doesn’t have a soul. There is a line that I wrote that I really love where Buffy realises that Dawn has a crush on Spike and says, "You cannot hang out with a vampire" and Dawn says "You did with Angel." Buffy says, "Angel had a soul" and Dawn says, "Spike has a chip, same diff."
I love the idea that the soul and the chip are very much the same but they are very different because of the heart behind them. As long as Spike hasn't a soul, he cannot be redeemed.
However, there’s a lot that Spike can do without redemption. He can explore all kinds of human interactions without redemption and that’s even more interesting. (Text)

David Fury says: (Tue Feb 13 09:48:23 2001 216.186.167.140)
" ...To those who feel my conviction that Spike can never be redeemed and cannot someday end up with our heroine, shows a lack of imagination of my part, I say you're right. It is beyond my limited imagination to see a strong, independent, female character end up falling for a murderer who would be killling innocent people were he not suffering from chip affliction." (Source)
This quote from DF cause a great deal of turmoil online among Buffy fans. I suggesting reading the whole Q&A session as well as the responce to the flaming war that it caused.
"James Marsters was a guest on 'The Late Late Show with Craig Kilborn' 21 January. During the interview, there was this exchange:"

CK: Are you good or bad? I can never figure out?

JM: Uh, reformed. Seeking forgiveness. Actually, whining a lot right now. Yeah. They're spending a lot of time making Spike feel really bad for killing all those people so they can then redeem him. (Source)
"Already, in our little circle, in our little show, with its little prophecy, we have serious questions about the vampire with a soul who would be champion.
Is it Angel, as we always assumed, or Spike?
It has been my feeling for some time that Spike’s path to redemption, specifically his intention to be redeemed against his nature, is more worthy of the prophecies. That Angel’s mantel was forced upon him, and, no matter how strong a force of good he may be, he is not as worthy.
Or, perhaps, worthy enough."
"Storyteller: Self-Portrait" article by Hunter Maxin 2/25/2003
based on the episode "Storyteller" from ScoopMe!
LONDON (1880)— VICTORIAN PARLOR
A very different and human Spike— William, actually— sits and composes poetry off in the corner during a dinner party. The spirited laughter of the partygoers can be heard in the background. William’s hair is long and unruly and he’s dressed as a proper gentleman, complete with tie and reading spectacles. He’s awkward and bookish— none of the confident swagger we’re used to.
WILLIAM: (to himself) Luminous… oh, no, no, no. Irradiant’s better.
A WAITER approaches and holds out a tray.
WAITER: Care for an hors d’oeuvre, sir?
WILLIAM: Oh, quickly! I’m the very spirit of vexation. What’s another word for “gleaming”? It’s a perfectly perfect word as many words go but the bother is nothing rhymes, you see.
The waiter smiles patronizingly and moves off into the crowd. William’s eyes are drawn to CECILY: ADDAMS, a young woman just entering the party.
WILLIAM: Cecily…
He turns back to his poem with renewed purpose and jots down several more lines, then gets up and moves through the crowd toward her.
TITLE CARD: London, 1880
CUT TO: A group of young ARISTOCRATs— a woman and her two male companions—
are gathered, discussing current events.
ARISTOCRAT #1: I mean to point out that it’s something of a mystery and the police should keep an open mind.
One of the men turns to William as he passes by.
ARISTOCRAT #2: (to William) Ah, William! Favor us with your opinion. What do you make of this rash of disappearances sweeping through our town? Animals or thieves?
WILLIAM: (haughty) I prefer not to think of such dark, ugly business at all. That’s what the police are for. (looks at Cecily) I prefer placing my energies into creating things of beauty.
The third aristocrat snatches the poem from William’s hands.
ARISTOCRAT #3: I see. Well, don’t withhold, William.
ARISTOCRAT #1: Rescue us from a dreary topic.
WILLIAM: (to Aristocrat #3) Careful. The inks are still wet. Please, it’s not finished.
ARISTOCRAT #3: Don’t be shy. (reads) “My heart expands/’tis grown a bulge in it/inspired by your beauty, effulgent.” (laughs) Effulgent?
Everyone laughs, mocking William. Uncomfortable, Cecily glances at William and walks off. William shoots he aristocrats a sour look, snatches back his poem, and follows her.
ARISTOCRAT #2: And that’s actually one of his better compositions.
ARISTOCRAT #1: Have you heard? They call him William the Bloody because of his bloody awful poetry!
ARISTOCRAT #3: It suits him. I’d rather have a railroad spike through my head than listen to that awful stuff!
CUT TO: Spike approaches Cecily who sits on a sofa, away from the main party, and looks out the window.
WILLIAM: Cecily?
She turns and sighs when she sees him.
CECILY: Oh. Leave me alone.
WILLIAM: Oh, they’re vulgarians. They’re not like you and I.
CECILY: You and I? I’m going to ask you a very personal question and I demand an honest answer. Do you understand? (he nods) Your poetry, it’s… they’re… not written about me, are they?
WILLIAM: They’re about how I feel.
CECILY: Yes, but are they about me?
WILLIAM: Every syllable.
CECILY: Oh, god!
WILLIAM: Oh, I know… it’s sudden and… please, if they’re no good, they’re only words but… the feeling behind them… I love you, Cecily.
CECILY: Please stop!
WILLIAM: I know I’m a bad poet but I’m a good man and all I ask is that… that you try to see me—
CECILY: I do see you. That’s the problem. You’re nothing to me, William. You’re beneath me.
She stands and walks off, leaving William devastated and alone.
CUT TO: 9 EXT. LONDON STREET— NIGHT 9
William staggers down the street in tears, ripping up his poems as he goes. He bumps into a passerby and drops the pages.
WILLIAM: Watch where you’re going!
He gathers up the torn sheets and makes his way toward a nearby alleyway.
CUT TO: 10 EXT. LONDON ALLEY— NIGHT 10
William sits on a bale of hay and finishes the job of destroying his poetry. He looks up at the sound of a woman’s voice to find DRUSILLA: standing serenely before him in the dark alley.
DRUSILLA: And I wonder what possible catastrophe came crashing down from heaven and brought this dashing stranger to tears?
WILLIAM: Nothing. I wish to be alone.
DRUSILLA: Oh, I see you. A man surrounded by fools who cannot see his strength, his vision, his glory. (beat) That and burning baby fish swimming all around your head.
William backs away from her, nervous.
WILLIAM: That’s quite close enough. I’ve heard tales of London pickpockets. You’ll not be getting my purse, I tell you.
DRUSILLA: (smiles) Don’t need a purse.
She points to his heart and head in succession.
DRUSILLA: Your wealth lies here… and here. In the spirit and… imagination. You walk in worlds the others can’t begin to imagine.
William is riveted by her insight into his character.
WILLIAM: Oh, yes! I mean, no. I mean… mother’s expecting me.
Drusilla opens the collar of his shirt.
DRUSILLA: I see what you want. Something glowing and glistening. Something… effulgent.
William is beside himself. Finally someone who understands him.
WILLIAM: (sotto) Effulgent.
DRUSILLA: Do you want it?
William has never wanted anything more.
WILLIAM: Oh, yes! God, yes.
Drusilla looks down for a moment as her face changes and her fangs descend.
William reacts, more confused than afraid. She pulls back his shirt collar and buries her fangs in his neck. William cries out in pain but his cries quickly turn to moans of pleasure as Drusilla ends his human existence.
BUFFY (panting) We missed the bed again.
SPIKE Lucky for the bed.
Buffy looks down at the rug covering her naked body.
BUFFY Is this a new rug?
SPIKE No. Just looks different when you’re under it.
Buffy laughs, then looks around critically.
BUFFY You know, this place is okay for a hole in the ground. You fixed
it up.
SPIKE Well, I ate a decorator once. Maybe something stuck.
BUFFY I’ve been thinking about doing something to my room.
SPIKE Yeah?
BUFFY Yeah, I think the New Kids On The Block posters are starting to
date me.
SPIKE Well, if you want, I can…
Spike stops and looks at Buffy in surprise.
SPIKE Are we having a conversation?
BUFFY What? No! No. (beat) Maybe.
SPIKE Hmm.
BUFFY What?
SPIKE Well, isn’t this usually the part where you kick me in the head
and run out, virtue fluttering?
BUFFY That’s the plan… soon as my legs start working.
Spike grins and runs his finger up and down her arm.
SPIKE You were amazing.
BUFFY You got the job done yourself.
SPIKE I was just trying to keep up. The things you do… the way you
make it hurt in all the wrong places. I’ve never been with such an
animal.
Buffy jerks her arm away.
BUFFY I’m not an animal.
SPIKE You want to see the bite marks?
BUFFY You know, it’s late. I should get home before Dawn goes to
sleep.
SPIKE And she’s off.
Buffy disappears completely beneath the rug.
BUFFY (muffled) Have you seen my underwear?
SPIKE What is this to you— this thing we have?
BUFFY (muffled) We don’t have a thing. We have this. That’s all.
She pulls herself up on her elbows.
SPIKE Do you even like me?
BUFFY (reluctant) Sometimes.
SPIKE But you like what I do to you?
Buffy won’t look at him. After a moment Spike turns and reaches for something behind him. He holds up a pair of handcuffs.
SPIKE Do you trust me?
BUFFY Never.

Dead Things (S6, Ep 13)

TARA So what do you want to talk about?
BUFFY It’s Spike. He can hurt me. Without his head exploding.
TARA Oh, my god. His chip stopped working?
BUFFY No, it still works. Just not on me. I need to know about the spell.— the one that brought me back. I’d ask Willow but…
TARA You think it’s you.
BUFFY I don’t know. I feel… different. There are things. I think maybe… I came back wrong.
TARA (firm) No, Buffy, that’s not… No, you didn’t.
BUFFY Can you check out the spell? Just see if there’s something that… could you just check? Please?

Dead Things (S6, Ep 13)

SPIKE You see, you try to be with them but you always end up in the dark… with me.
Spike moves up behind Buffy and looks down at Buffy’s friends as they dance.
SPIKE What would they think of you if they found out… all the things you’ve done?
He puts his hand on her bare shoulder runs it down her arm.
SPIKE If they knew who you really were?
His hand moves down to her elbow and then on to her waist.
BUFFY (whispers) Don’t.
SPIKE Stop me.
Spike’s hand moves across Buffy’s thigh. She closes her eyes. He pulls her skirt
up. She gasps with pleasure.
Spike turns her around to face him. After a moment, he thrusts into her and Buffy
moans, her eyes still tightly closed.
SPIKE No… don’t close your eyes.
She opens her eyes.
SPIKE (re: her friends)
Look at them. That’s not your world. You belong in the shadows… with me.
Spike grinds slowly in and out of her whispers into her ear.
SPIKE Look at your friends… and tell me you don’t love getting away with this… right under their noses.
Buffy stares forlornly down at her friends as she lets Spike have his way with her.

Dead Things (S6, Ep 13)

Various officers go in and out of the brightly-lit building. Buffy exits the alley next to the station and heads for the main entrance. Spike steps out of the shadows and blocks her.
SPIKE What do you think you’re doing?
BUFFY The right thing. For once.
Spike grabs her by the shoulders and pulls her back into the alley. She struggles against him and he spins her around and throws her to the ground.
SPIKE Sorry, luv. Can’t let you do that.
BUFFY I have to tell them what happened.
SPIKE Nothing happened.
BUFFY I killed that girl.
SPIKE Demons in the woods? Time going wonky? They won’t believe you.
BUFFY I’ll show them.
SPIKE (cool) Show them what?
Buffy’s expression turns to anger as she realizes what he’s saying.
BUFFY What did you do?
SPIKE I took care of it.
BUFFY (hard) What did you do?
SPIKE What I had to. I went back and I took care of it. It doesn’t matter now. No one will ever find her.
Two COPs run out the door at the front of the station and rush to their cars.
COP #1 Where’d they find her?
COP #2 The river. She washed up half a mile from the cemetery.
Spike rolls his eyes.
SPIKE Oh, balls.
Two squad cars tear out of the lot, strobes flashing, siren wailing.
SPIKE There still isn’t anything to connect this to you.
BUFFY It doesn’t matter.
SPIKE It wasn’t your fault!
BUFFY I killed her!
SPIKE It was an accident. It just happened.
BUFFY Nothing just happens.
Buffy starts to head for the station and Spike grabs her arm.
SPIKE You’re not going in there.
BUFFY I have to do this. Just let me go.
SPIKE I can’t. I love you.
BUFFY No, you don’t.
SPIKE You think I haven’t tried not to?
Buffy decks him, the force of her punch lifting him off his feet and hurling him backward into a group of garbage cans.
BUFFY Try harder.
She starts to head for the front doors again but Spike leaps up behind her, the vampire in him ascendant. He seizes her by the shoulders and throws her to the ground.
SPIKE You are not throwing your life away over this.
BUFFY It’s not your choice.
SPIKE Why are you doing this to yourself?

BUFFY (sobs) A girl is dead because of me.
SPIKE And how many people are alive because of you? How many have you saved? One dead girl doesn’t tip the scale.
BUFFY That’s all it is to you, isn’t it? Just another body!
SPIKE Buffy—
She attacks him with a flurry of blows, driving him to the ground.
BUFFY You can’t understand why this is killing me, can you?
SPIKE Why don’t you explain it?
She continues to beat on him violently and powerfully while she talks, her emotions coming out in a flood. He takes every blow, not fighting back, not even trying to block her punches.
SPIKE Come on, that’s it! Put it on me. Put it all on me. (she kicks him) That’s my girl.
BUFFY (screams) I am not your girl!
She jumps on top of him and rains blows down on his head and chest.
BUFFY You don’t have a soul! There is nothing good or clean in you. You are dead inside! You can’t feel anything real! I could never be your girl!
She continues beating him until his face is a bloody pulp. She finally catches herself and looks down at him in horror.
SPIKE You always hurt the one you love, pet.
Buffy gets up and stares at him through her tears, silent.
SPIKE Buffy?
Her expression hardens and she walks with determination toward the police station. Spike tries to reach for her but can’t.
SPIKE Buffy…

Dead Things (S6, Ep 13)

Buffy sits on the coffee table facing Tara on the sofa.
BUFFY Are you sure?
TARA I’ve double checked everything. There’s nothing wrong with you.
BUFFY Then why can Spike hurt me?
TARA Well, I said that there was nothing wrong with you but… you are different. Shifting you out of from where you were, funneling your essence back into your body… it altered you on a basic molecular level— probably just enough to confuse the sensors or whatever’s in Spike’s chip— but it’s all just surfacey physical
stuff. It wouldn’t have any more effect than a bad sunburn.
Buffy looks close to tears.
BUFFY I didn’t come back wrong?
TARA No, you’re the same Buffy. (smiles) With a deep tropical cellular tan.
BUFFY You must have missed something. Will you check again?
TARA Buffy, I promise, there’s nothing wrong with you.
BUFFY There has to be! This just can’t be me. It isn’t me. Why do I feel like this? Why do I let Spike do those things to me?
TARA You mean hit you?
Buffy meets Tara’s eye for a moment, then looks away. Tara gets it.
TARA Oh. Oh, huh. Really?
BUFFY He’s everything I hate. He’s everything that… I’m supposed to be against. But the only time that I ever feel anything is when… Don’t tell anyone, please.
TARA I won’t.
BUFFY The way they would look at me. I just couldn’t…
TARA I won’t tell anyone. I wouldn’t do that.
BUFFY (whispers) Why can’t I stop? Why do I keep letting him in?
TARA Do you love him? (beat) It’s okay if you do. He’s done a lot of good and he does love you. And Buffy, it’s okay if you don’t. You’re going through a really hard time and you’re…
BUFFY What? Using him? What’s okay about that?
TARA It’s not that simple.
BUFFY It is! It’s wrong. I’m wrong. Tell me that I’m wrong. Please.
(sobs) Please don’t forgive me, please…
She slides off the table onto the floor and drops her head into Tara’s lap, her body wracked with sobs. Tara seems uncomfortable at first, then rubs Buffy’s back, comforting her.
BUFFY Please don’t forgive me…

Dead Things (S6, Ep 13)

BUFFY No more games.
SPIKE Well, that’s bloody funny coming from you! No more games? That’s all you’ve ever done is play me. You keep playing with rules you make up as you like. You know what I am. You’ve always known. You come to me all the same.

As You Were (S6, Ep 15)

RILEY By mission parameters, I’m done here but I have authorization to take the Doctor out. (beat) Do you want me to do that?
BUFFY (shocked) Do I want you to…? How can you ask me… I’m sleeping with him. (measured) I’m sleeping with Spike.
RILEY I had actually noticed that.
BUFFY And then you come back… and did you wait until your life was absolutely perfect and then send that demon here so you could throw it in my face?
RILEY Look, you think this was easy for me?
BUFFY Yeah! I think it was a rollicking adventure. Fun for the whole
family.
RILEY I was terrified about seeing you again.
BUFFY Well, I’m sure my incredible pathetic-ness softened the blow for
you.
RILEY I don’t know what you’re talking about.
BUFFY Riley, please don’t patronize—
RILEY Hey! You want me to say that I liked seeing you in bed with that
idiot? Or that blinding orange is your very best color? Or that… burger smell is appealing?
BUFFY (stricken) You smelled the smell?
RILEY Buffy, none of that means anything. It doesn’t touch you. You’re
still the first woman I ever loved… and the strongest woman I’ve ever known. And I’m not advertising this to the missus but you’re still quite the hottie.
BUFFY You know, it goes away after many bathings.
RILEY (laughs) This isn’t about who’s on top. I know how lucky I am right now. I love my work and I love my wife.
BUFFY I know. And I kinda love her, too.
RILEY So you’re not in the greatest place right now. And maybe I made
it worse.
BUFFY No.
RILEY The wheel never stops turning, Buffy. You’re up, you’re down… it doesn’t change what you are. And you are a hell of a woman.
BUFFY Riley, that night… I never got the chance to tell you how sorry I
was. About what happened between us.
RILEY And you never have to.

As You Were (S6, Ep 15)

SPIKE So she’s back. Thought you’d be off snogging with soldier-boy.
BUFFY He’s gone.
SPIKE So you come for a bit of cold comfort? The bed’s a bit blown up
but then that was never our—
BUFFY I’m not here to— (beat) And I’m not here to bust your chops
about your stupid scheme, either. That’s just you. I should have
remembered.
SPIKE So this is worse, then, is it? This is you telling me—
BUFFY It’s over.
SPIKE I’ve memorized this tune, luv. I 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. (beat) I’m
sorry… William.
She turns and walks off. Spike is speechless. He knows she’s serious this time.

As You Were (S6, Ep 15)

SPIKE Hello, Buffy.
BUFFY Hey.
SPIKE It’s a happy occasion. You meet my friend?
BUFFY No. Not yet. But she seems like a very nice attempt at making
me jealous.
SPIKE Is it working?
BUFFY A little. It doesn’t change anything… but if you’re wildly curious, yeah, it hurts.
SPIKE I’m sorry. (false bravado) Or good! You want us to go?
BUFFY No. No, I… you have every right to be here. I pretty much
deserve—
SPIKE That’s not true. You… (sighs) god, this is hard.
BUFFY Yeah.
SPIKE I think we’ll go.
BUFFY Go where? To your place?
SPIKE Yeah, I suppose. That was the idea.
BUFFY Yeah.
SPIKE Evil.
BUFFY Of course.
SPIKE But I won’t. Or I… I’ll just go. Give ’em my best or whatever.
The happy couple.
BUFFY I will.
SPIKE It’s nice to watch you be happy. For them, even. I don’t see it a
lot. You… you glow.
BUFFY (smiles) That’s because the dress is radioactive. (beat) I should…
SPIKE Yeah. But it hurts?
BUFFY Yeah.
SPIKE Thanks.
He turns and walks off.
BUFFY (to herself) You’re welcome.

Hell’s Bells (S6, Ep 16)
SPIKE: So she’s having the wiggens, is she? Thinks none of us are real. Bloody self-centered if you aske me.
XANDER: Spike, we need muscle, not color commentary.
SPIKE: On the other hand, it might explain some things. This all being in that twisted brain of hers. Yeah! Thinks up some chip in my head. Make me soft, fall in love with her, then turn me into her sodding sex slave.
XANDER: What?
SPIKE: Nothing.

Normal Again (S6, Ep 17)

SPIKE: You all right?
BUFFY: You need to leave me alone. You’re not a part of my life.
SPIKE: (angry) Fine, then. But I hope you don’t think this ant—
He steps into a patch of sunlight and jerks back reflexively.
SPIKE: I hope you don’t think this antidote’s gonna rid you of that nasty martyrdom. See I figured it out, love. You can’t help yourself. You’re not drawn to the dark like I thought. You’re addicted to the misery. It’s why you won’t tell your pals about us. Might actually have to be happy if you did. They’d either understand and help you— god forbid— or drive you out where you can finally be at peace. In the dark. With me. Either way you’d be better off for it but you’re too twisted for that. Let yourself live already and stop with the bloody hero trip for a second. We’d all be the better for it. (beat) You either tell your friends about us… or I will.

Normal Again (S6, Ep 17)
SPIKE What’s this?
BUFFY It’s a camera.
SPIKE Yeah, I got that part. Why am I holding it?
BUFFY Someone was using it to spy on me. On my house. Xander thinks it’s you.
SPIKE Oh, the great Xander thinks so! Shudder gasp! It must be true!
BUFFY Spike…
SPIKE That ponce has always had it for me. Every chance he gets, he sticks it— (beat) You believe him, don’t you? You think I was spying on you. You think I could do that?
BUFFY Because you don’t lie or cheat or steal or manipulate…
SPIKE I don’t hurt you.
BUFFY I know.
SPIKE No, you don’t. I’ve tried to make it clear to you but you won’t see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel… about you… it’s different. And no matter how hard you try to convince yourself it isn’t, it’s real.
BUFFY I think it is. For you.
BUFFY I know that’s not what you want to hear. I’m sorry. I really am. But Spike, you have to move on. You have to get over—
SPIKE Get out.

Entropy (S6, Ep 18)

Spike sits at the counter with Anya. They are both downing shots of whiskey.
SPIKE (angry) So then this girl says, “Real for you.”
ANYA Right. But getting back to Xander…
SPIKE Xander. Let’s not waste any more breath on that wanker.
ANYA But he made a fool of me. And nobody seems to care enough to do anything!
SPIKE I care. What he done to you? I’ve never stooped that low and I’m an “evil, soulless thing”. According to some people.
ANYA But shouldn’t he pay? Don’t you wish he had to pay in some horrible way?
SPIKE Absolutely. Take him on myself if it wasn’t for my little handicap.
ANYA Right. So… hypothetically, what do you wish you could do to him?
SPIKE You name it, pet. You’re the wronged party. Something… gruesome, how ’bout?
ANYA (angry) Thing about it is, none of this was my idea. I didn’t ask to be human.
SPIKE Right! And I didn’t ask for this bloody chip in my head.
ANYA To tell you the truth, all I wanted was to use him and lose him. I hadn’t had a good tumble in a thousand years.
SPIKE Me, too. The using part. I just wanted to know what I was missing, move on.
ANYA Yeah… and he was all bumpy in the right places. And nice to me.
SPIKE She was so raw. I’ve never felt anything like it.
ANYA Next thing you know, I’m changing to please him. I care if he cares!
SPIKE (nods) Right.
ANYA And I’m off my guard. Happy! I’m singing in the shower and doing my sexy dance!
SPIKE Exactly. (beat) I… have no dance.
ANYA Screw ’em!
SPIKE To the rafters!
ANYA I did everything for that man. Was it ever enough?
SPIKE Never! I was always going above and beyond. I saved the Scoobies how many times? And I can’t stand the lot of you.
ANYA Me, either! I hate us! Everybody’s so nice. Nobody ever says what’s on their mind.
SPIKE You do. That’s why you’re the only one of them I wouldn’t bite if I had the chance.
ANYA (giggles) Really?
SPIKE Absolutely. I have nothing but respect for a woman who is forthright. Drusilla was always straightforward. Didn’t have a single buggering clue about what was going on in front of her but she was straight about it. That’s a virtue.
ANYA Xander didn’t think so. He thought I was rude.
SPIKE That’s because he’s one of them. Uptight. Repressed.
ANYA You think?
SPIKE Please. It’s no wonder they couldn’t deal with the likes of you and me, luv. We should have been dead hundreds of years ago… and we’re the only ones who are really alive.

Entropy (S6, Ep 18)
DAWN Do you love her?
SPIKE No, no… it was just a… a bad day. For both of us and we just had a few drinks and things just—
DAWN No. Not Anya. Buffy. Do you really love her? (beat; no response) Then how could you do that to her?
SPIKE Oh, right. ’Cause big sis was treating me so well up until that point. Must still be a bit of the evil left in me after all.
DAWN I don’t know what happened between you two but what you did last night… if you wanted to hurt Buffy, congratulations. It worked.
Seeing Red (S6, Ep 19)

SPIKE Are you hurt? You’re not moving so well.
BUFFY Get out.
SPIKE We have to talk.
BUFFY I really don’t.
SPIKE Well, this isn’t just about you… as much as you’d like it to be.
BUFFY You spoke, I listened. Now leave.
SPIKE I’m sorry. Not that it matters anymore but I need you to know that.
BUFFY Why?
SPIKE Because I care about you.
BUFFY Then you might want to try the not sleeping with my friends.
SPIKE I didn’t go to Anya for that. I was looking for a spell.
BUFFY (angry) You were gonna use a spell on me?
SPIKE (sighs) It wasn’t for you. I wanted something. Anything to make these feelings stop. I just wanted it to stop! You should have let him kill me.
BUFFY I couldn’t do that.
SPIKE Why?
BUFFY You know why.
SPIKE Because you love me.
BUFFY No. I don’t.
SPIKE Why do you keep lying to yourself?
BUFFY How many times do— I have feelings for you. I do. But it’s not love. I could never trust you enough for it to be love.
SPIKE (laughs) Trust is for old marrieds, Buffy. Great love is wild and passionate and dangerous. It burns and consumes.
BUFFY Until there’s nothing left. Love like that doesn’t last.
SPIKE I know you feel like I do. You don’t have to hide it anymore.
BUFFY Spike, please stop this.
SPIKE Let yourself feel it.
BUFFY No…
SPIKE You love me.
BUFFY Ow. No, stop it!
SPIKE You love me.
BUFFY Spike, don’t!
BUFFY What are you doing?
SPIKE Let it go. Let yourself love me.
BUFFY Ow! Spike, no! Don’t!
BUFFY No… ow!… no!!
BUFFY Ask me again why I could never love you!
SPIKE Buffy, my god… I didn’t—
BUFFY Because I stopped you! Something I should have done a long time ago.

Seeing Red (S6, Ep 19)

CLEM Knock, knock!
CLEM I was just in the neighborhood so I thought, you know… there’s a Knight Rider marathon on the TV and… (holds up bucket) I’ve got hot wings!
SPIKE What have I done? (beat) Why didn’t I do it? What has she done to me?
CLEM “ She done” who? Oh! Slayer, huh? Gosh, did she break up with you again?
SPIKE We were never together. Not really. She’d never lower herself that far.
CLEM She’s a sweet girl, Spike, but hey… issues! And no wonder, what with the whole coming back from the grave and whatnot. I had this cousin who got resurrected by some kooky shaman. Oh, boy! Was that a mess.
SPIKE Why do I feel this way?
CLEM (shrugs) Love’s a funny thing.
SPIKE Is that what this is? I can feel it, squirming in my head.
CLEM Love?
SPIKE The chip. Little Jiminy Cricket, gnawing bits and chucks.
CLEM Maybe a wet cloth?
SPIKE You know, everything always used to be so clear. Slayer, vampire. Vampire kills Slayer, sucks her dry, picks his teeth with her bones. It’s always been that way. I’ve tasted the life of two Slayers. But with Buffy… (beat) It isn’t supposed to be this way!
SPIKE It’s the chip! Steel and wires and silicon. It won’t let me be a monster… and I can’t be a man. I’m nothing.
CLEM Hey! Come on now, Mr. Negative. You never know what’s just around the corner. Things change.
SPIKE Yeah, they do, huh? (beat; realizes) If you make them.
(...)
SPIKE Get nice and comfy, Slayer. I’ll be back. And when I do, things are gonna change.

Seeing Red (S6, Ep 19)

I don't trust what I see anymore. Don't know how to explain it exactly. Like I been seeing things. Dru used to see things, you know. She'd always be staring at the sky watching cherubs burn or the heavens bleed or some nonsense. I used to stare at her and think she'd gone completely sack of hammers. But she'd see the sky when we were inside, and it'd make her so happy. She'd see showers, she'd see stars. Now I see her.
Selfless (S7, Ep5)

SPIKE: I didn’t see a lot. I came, hit Faith a bunch of times and left.
The last perks Buffy up.
BUFFY: Really? (covers) I mean, I’m not glad of that…
SPIKE: Say the word and she’s a footnote in history. I’ll make it look like a painful accident.
Touched (S7, Ep20)

I don’t want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear.
Touched (S7, Ep20)

You listen to me. (to Buffy) I’ve been alive a bit longer than you and dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine and done things I’d prefer you didn’t. I don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I follow 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. 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.
Touched (S7, Ep20)

That diabolical torture device, the comfy chair. Do me fine.
Touched (S7, Ep20)

SPIKE: And last night? It was just a glitch. A bit of cold comfort from the cellar dweller. Let’s don’t make a thing of it.
BUFFY: (evasive) Great. I have work to do.
SPIKE: Oh, yeah. Another solo mission, of course.
BUFFY: Yeah, it is.
SPIKE: (annoyed) That’s fine. You don’t have to get shirty about it.
BUFFY: I’m not shirty. And what is shirty? That’s not even a word.
SPIKE: All right, all right. Big secret mission. It’s fine.
BUFFY: It’s not a secret. Well, I mean, it is but that’s the point of the mission. Find out the secret. This thing was forged by… I don’t even know. I mean, something about a tomb on unconsecrated ground. That’s what I have to do. I need to find out what this is and why I have it.
SPIKE: And that’s the thing the preacher man was so anxious to keep out of your mitts?
BUFFY: That it is.
SPIKE: Well, maybe I’ll swing by the vineyard when you go, make sure he’s sitting tight.
BUFFY: Great.
SPIKE: Okay.
An awkward silence, then Spike turns to leave he makes it to the back door before Buffy rushes to catch up with him.
BUFFY: You’re a dope!
SPIKE: I’m a what?
BUFFY: You’re a dope and a bonehead and you’re shirty!
SPIKE: Have you gone completely Carrot-Top?
Buffy holds up the scythe.
BUFFY: Do you see this? This may actually help me fight my war. This might be the key to everything. And the reason I’m holding it is because of you. Because of the strength that you gave me last night. I am tired of defensiveness and weird mixed signals. You know what? I have Faith for that. Let’s just get to the truth here, okay? I don’t know how you felt about last night but I will not—
SPIKE: Terrified.
BUFFY: Of what?
SPIKE: Last night was… (beat) God, I’m such a jerk. I can’t do this.
BUFFY: Spike…
SPIKE: It was the best night of my life. If you poke fun at me, you bloody well better use that ’cause I couldn’t bear it. It may not mean that much to you but—
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. I’ve done things with you I can’t spell… but I’ve never been close… to anyone. Least of all you. Until 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: What does that mean?
BUFFY: I don’t know. Does it have to mean something?
SPIKE: No, not right now.
BUFFY: Maybe when…
SPIKE: No, let’s just leave it
BUFFY: Okay.
SPIKE: We’ll go be heroes.
She nods and smiles as he walks out the back door.

End of Days (S7, Ep21)

Spike takes out his frustration on the punching bag as Buffy walks down
the stairs.
SPIKE: So… where’s tall, dark and forehead?
BUFFY: Let me guess. You can smell him.
SPIKE: Yeah, that and I also used my enhanced vampire eyeballs to watch you kissing him.
BUFFY: It was… a hello.
SPIKE: Most people don’t use their tongues to say hello. (beat) Or I guess they do but—
BUFFY: There were no tongues. Besides, he’s gone.
SPIKE: Oh, just popped by for a quickie, then?
BUFFY: Good, good! I haven’t had quite enough jealous vampire crap for one night.
SPIKE: He wears lifts, you know.
Buffy leans up against the punching bag, then notices a cartoon picture of
a vampire with spiky brown hair taped to it.
BUFFY: You know, one of these days I’m just going to put you two in a room and let you wrastle it out.
SPIKE: No problem at this end.
Buffy smiles to herself, imagining.
BUFFY: There could be oil of some kind involved…
SPIKE: Where’s the trinket?
BUFFY: The who-ket?
SPIKE: The pretty necklace your sweetie-bear gave you. The one with all the power. I believe it’s mine now.
BUFFY: How do you figure?
SPIKE: Someone with a soul but more than human? Angel meant to wear it. That means I’m the qualified party.
He holds out his hand for it.
BUFFY: It’s volatile. We don’t know—
SPIKE: You’ll be needing someone strong to bear it, then. You plan on giving it to Andrew?
BUFFY: Angel said the amulet was meant to be worn by a champion.
Spike turns away with a sigh but Buffy steps forward and places the medallion in his hand.
SPIKE: (smiles) Been called a lot of things in my time.
BUFFY: Faith still has my room…
SPIKE: Well, you’re not staying here! You can’t buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk. You’ve got Angel-breath. I’m not going to just let you whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I got my pride, you know.
BUFFY: I understand.
She turns to go but Spike runs around in front of her, blocking her way.
SPIKE: Clearly you don’t, ’cause the whole “having my pride” thing was just a smokescreen.
BUFFY: (relieved) Oh, thank god.
SPIKE: I don’t know what I would have done if you’d gone up those stairs.
Buffy smiles and caresses his cheek with her hand.
Chosen (S7, Ep22)

SPIKE: I can feel it, Buffy.
BUFFY: What?
SPIKE: My soul. It’s really there. It kind of stings.
A couple of minutes pass.
SPIKE: Go on, then.
BUFFY: (desperate) No! No, you’ve done enough! You could still—
SPIKE: No, you’ve beaten them back. It’s for me to do the cleanup.
SPIKE: (to Buffy) Gotta move, lamb. I think it’s fair to say, school’s out for the bloody summer.
BUFFY: Spike!
SPIKE: I mean it! I gotta do this.
BUFFY: I love you.
Spike looks at Buffy, a flood of emotions pouring through him. He smiles at her ironically.
SPIKE: No, you don’t. But thanks for saying it. (beat) Now go!
(to himself) I want to see how it ends.
Spike smiles wickedly as the magickal energy coursing through him reaches a fever pitch. His face begins to blacken in spots which rapidly join together as he’s consumed from within by the power of the sun. Within seconds he disintegrates into dust. He takes down hundreds of of TFE's minions, destroys Sunnydale and the Hellmouth with his sacrifice.
Chosen (S7, Ep22)
My Favorite of The Fallen is Spike and you can visit Spike's Chip, my first fansite, to see just how much I like the vampire.

 
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