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Spike's
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Riley
to Giles: No, no, no, sir. No more chick pit for you. Come on. I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones. Oh, don't worry. I've patrolled in this halter many times. BUFFY: How've you been? It reminds me of a conversation between Willow and Wesley on AtS. WESLEY: Sorry.
I think my sense of humor’s trapped in a jar somewhere. "Orpheus" (Season 4, Episode 15) Xander: How do you make cereal? BUFFY: Again -- wrong sister! I'm the one who dates dead guys, and no offense, but they were hotties. I mean, I'm sure you had a great personality... Buffy: I have mom hair! Giles: It isn't a hobby or an addiction. It's in you now...this magic. You're responsible for it. Dawn,
on the vamp in the opening scene: "He's new!
He doesn't even have those martial-arts skills they all inevitably
seem to pick up somehow." Anya: Is this an intervention? Shouldn't all of my demon
friends be here?
ANGEL: 'Cause I could see your heart. You held it before
you for everyone to see. And I worried that it would be bruised or torn.
And more than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe... to warm
it with my own. Nancy - Is there anyone here who hasn't slept together? Xander
- "Sunnydale, come for the food; stay for
the dismemberment." Dawn: "If you hurt my sister at all, touch her...you're gonna wake up on fire." Buffy
- "Anya, that thing you created burst through
solid pavement, and ate her dog." Angel's lame. His hair goes straight up, and he's bloody
stupid! "Cup of tea, cup a tea, almost got shagged, cup of
tea."Spike to Giles I told him that I loved him.. and I kissed him.. and I
killed him Giles: Um, well, we listened to aggressively cheerful music sung by people chosen for their ability to dance. Then we ate cookie dough, and talked about boys.
I know, world in peril and we have to work together. This
is my last office romance, I'll tell you that. D'HOFFRYN: "Never go for the kill when you can go for the pain." ANYA: Everyone's so considerate! I should have slaughtered people weeks ago! D'HOFFRYN: Breathtaking! It's like somebody slaughtered an Ambercrombie & Fitch catalog!
Oh, I wish those council guys would let me have an hour
alone in the room with her, if I was larger and had grenades. Buffy: "I killed Angel. I loved him more than I'll ever love anything in this life, and I stuck a sword in his chest." Buffy: "You cheered me on. You brought me Willow's message. 'Kick his ass,' you said." Willow: "I never said that!" Dawn: "You're older and hotter and have sex that's rough and kill people!" Xander: "Welcome to the Hellmouth -- where even the outerwear isn't safe." Xander: "Get off the boy, Buffy, we're going home." Xander: "I refuse to answer that on the grounds that it didn't fit." Xander: Are you keeping up or do you need some kind of English-to-constant-pain-in-my-ass-translation? Xander: "Is there something more emphatic than hate? Can I revile this plan?" Anya: "Willow's not really much good at the practical strategizing. Except when she's evil." Andrew - 'He is our last hope.' The
Goldfish song: "I love the fishes because they're
so delicious!" and includes the great line, "the wholesome
snack that smiles back until you bite their heads off." Jonathon: Last time we were here, thirty-three point three bar percent of us got flayed.
Holden: It's not like you have a patent on bad relationships. And almost sixty-five percent of that was actual compliment.
Is that a personal best? Buffy: There is no issue. Don't "issue" me! AIMEE MANN: I hate playing vampire towns. Anya: "I used to tell the truth all the time when I was evil." Anya: Ok, but if he turns me into a vampire, I'm gonna
bite your ass! Anya: All I'm saying is that soulless Spike would have had me upside down and halfway to happy land by now. Vamp Girl: Is that all I was to you? A one bite stand? Xander: (speculating, not challenging anyone) My sire can beat your sire. See, in my fantasy, when I'm kissing you... you're kissing
me. It's okay. I can wait. Bouncer: Yeah, yeah, I know the guy. Billy Idol wannabe. Spike: "I have come to re-define the words 'pain' and 'suffering' since I fell in love with you." Willow: I am not to be trifled with. Willow: I *am* a she-witch. A very. Powerful. She-witch. Or "witch", as is more accurate. Not!Jonathan - It's my fault. I'm little; I have less blood. I probably should have told somebody that I'm anemic. I miss Oz. He'd get it. He wouldn't say anything, but
he'd get it. Willow: (helpful and perky) Should I kill Anya? Buffy: (to Spike) I believe in you, Spike.
That's the thrill of living in the Hellmouth! There's
a veritable cornucopia of fiends and devils and ghouls to engage ...
Pardon me for finding the glass half-full. ---homicide--- Homicide was great in its portrayal of different kinds of black men--Gee, who was commanding in so many ways and used his black and Italian heritages interchangeably, apt to drop a phrase in whatever lingo suited him but always a gentleman; Pembleton, who never deviated from Standard English yet was always quietly proud to be black and pretty quick to note a slight, in his precisely polite devastating way; and Meldrick, who basically had his own way of saying things that technically should have been incoherent but nevertheless worked. "If you ain't never pick up the sword, you ain't never have to worry about fallin' on it." "There's no forgettin' you, Mikey." "Baltimore, home of the misdmeanor homicide." "In this job you gotta be able to howl at yourself, or else you die inside." "You know, you live in your own little world cause don't nobody wanna live there with you." "I've been a cop for a long time. And drugs out there, we're never gonna win that. There's a hundred open-air drug markets in this city and fifty thousand drug fiends out there. And we are taking on human desires with lawyers, and jailhouses, and lockups, and you and I both know human desire is kicking us in the ass." No, Gunn can't/won't replace Meldrick, but he needs his own voice and putting a 'yo' or 'man' randomly in his speeches doesn't quite cut it. Both guys are played by actors who seem to be mild-mannered, polite, immigrants in real life--JAR from Panama, Johnson from Canada. But the menace they can evoke is amazing. Meldrick's "You on my corner" speech to Luther Mahoney is amazing. - Clark Johnson's taken up directing -- he's been working on that FX show, The Shield, behind the camera. Aha. Well that accounts for some of the grit, then. Johnson is genius as a supporting actor, I agree. And it seems so natural one assumes it's effortless. Which is why, I agree again, watching performances more than once is valuable. Not that I'm obsessive stalker fangirl, or anything. ANGEL------------ JUSTINE: Great Wesley Wyndham-Price. Great shining beacon of all that's good and pure. But wait...that's before you started banging the enemy and keeping a slave girl in the closet. ANGEL: So. How was your summer? Mine was fun! Saw some fish...went mad with hunger...hallucinated a whole bunch. ANGEL: What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I did get stuck in a hell dimension for hundreds of years by my girlfriend, so being underwater for three months kind of gave me some perspective. Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The gentlemen are coming
by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven,
and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're
gonna die screaming but you won't be heard. Fred - "I'm still working on a plan, but so far it involves going to prison and becoming somebody's bitch." Gunn: "What
happened to you?" Wesley: "In
fact, I happen to be the head boy!" GUNN: I say we cut his damn head off. Lorne: Poor Connor, engine revving and he's stuck in park. --Cordy: If your wondering why this vein on my temple is doing the cha-cha, its because I just had one of those bone-crunching, mind-splitting vision headaches. (Angel looks at her then back away. Cordy hands him a piece of paper) New job. Angel takes it: I was just thinking about how much this place is like where I grew up. Cordy looks out on the city: Right. - Yeah. I could see that, except for the cars, and the buildings and the, you know, everything else. Angel: Its not so different. People moving through their lives. I wonder if anything ever really changes. Cordy: Sure it does. - They do. (Looks over at him) You have. - They were just dreams, Angel. They werent even your dreams. They didnt mean anything. Angel: But I enjoyed it. Cordy: Itd probably be okay if you never mentioned that part ever again. Angel: Its still in me, Cordelia. Cordy: Sure its in you. We all have *something*. But its not the only thing thats in you. Youre not him, Angel. Not anymore. The name I got in my vision, the message didnt come for Angelus, it came for you. Angel. And you have to trust that whoever that The Powers That Be be, - are, - is.. anyway, - they know the difference. Angel: Yeah. Cordy: People really *do* change. Angel: Yes they do. (Gets off the embrasure and stands next to Cordy) And sometimes they change back. - If the day ever comes that I... Cordy: Oh, Ill kill you dead! Angel blinks: Thanks. Cordy turns to go: What are friends for? Angel follows her a half-smile on his face. |