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Are you saying we should start annoying other people?

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29.11.1987 (37,01 vuotta)
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“I'm way off my game. My game's left the country. It's in Cuernavaca.” -Buffy-

"It is a sham, but it's a sham with yams. It's a yam sham." -Buffy-

"Oh, poor Watcher. Did your life pass before your eyes? "Cup of tea, cup of tea, almost got shagged, cup of tea?"' -Spike-

    -King Vulture-
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    James Marsters <nam>

    a.k.a Spike
    a.k.a William the Bloody
    a.k.a The Big Bad
    a.k.a Evil Dead
    a.k.a Billy Idol-wannabe
    a.k.a Bleach Boy
    a.k.a Willy Wannabite
    a.k.a Captain Peroxide
    a.k.a Blondibear

    ~*~~*~



    <sydän>

    Spike:
    "Look at me. I'm not
    asking you for anything.
    When I tell you that
    I love you,
    it's not because I want you,
    or 'cause 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 strength,
    and your kindness.
    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."

    <sydän>



    <sydän>

    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...
    Everynight I save you..."

    <sydän>



    <sydän>

    S: I wanted to give you what you deserve.
    And I got it.
    They put the spark in me
    and now all it does is burn.

    B: Your soul...

    S: Bit worse for a lack of use

    B: You got your soul back...How?

    S: It's what you wanted right?
    (looks up) It's what YOU wanted, right?
    And now everybody's in here,
    talking. Everything I did..
    everyone I... and him.
    And it. The other.
    The thing beneath...
    beneath you.
    It's here too. Everybody.
    They all tell me..
    go..go..
    to Hell.

    B: Why? Why would you do...

    S: 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'd nev..
    To be a kind of man.
    And she shall look on him with forgiveness,
    and everybody will forgive and love.
    And he will be loved.

    <sydän>



    <sydän>

    Angelus:
    "Passion. It lies in all of us.
    Sleeping, waiting, and (though unwanted,
    unbidden) it will stir... open its
    jaws... and howl.
    It speaks to us, guides us.
    Passion rules us all. And we obey.
    What other choice do we have?
    Passion is the source of our finest moments.
    The joy of love, the clarity of hatred,
    and the ecstasy of grief.
    It hurts sometimes more than we can bear.
    If we could live without passion,
    maybe we know some kind of peace.
    But we would be hollow.
    Empty rooms,
    shuttered and dank...
    Without passion,
    we would be truly dead."

    <sydän>



    <sydän>

    S: Where's the Tall, Dark and Forehead?

    B: Let me guess. You can smell him?

    S: Yeah, that and I also used my enhanced vampire
    eyeballs to watch you kissing him.

    B: It was a... hello.

    S: Most people don't use their tongues
    to say hello..
    or, well.. I guess they do but...

    B: There were no tongues.
    Besides, he's gone.

    S: Oh, just stopped by for a quickie then.

    B: Good, good. I haven't have quite enough 'jeolous
    vampire'-crap for one night.

    S: He wears lifts, u know.

    B: U know, one of these
    days i'm gonna put you two in a
    room and let you rassel it out.

    S: No quarrel in this end.

    B: Oh, there could be oil
    of somekind involved...

    <sydän>

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