Laugh Lines, Love Lines

Beneath You  

Xander: At a spankin' new Hellmouth High. Please... outside of drugs and violence and unwanted pregnancy and... the unleashing of hordes of Armageddon that comes pouring out of the school's foundation every now and then, what trouble could these kids have?

Dawn: You guys really need to ease up on the whole "dating demons" thing.
Buffy: Hello, I'm sorry... wasn't that you having the smoochathon with teen vampire last Halloween?

Wood: Trust me, you open that door and these students will eat you alive.
Buffy: You heard about Principal Flutie, right?

Buffy: Was it my sparkling personality? Or maybe you enjoyed my work at the Doublemeat Palace?

Giles: That's your fear talking.
Willow: Yes, and my fear is being an obnoxious blabbermouth.

Dawn: Should we round up the gang?
Xander: Good thinking, except... this is the gang.

Buffy: New clothing, better hair. Not so much with the crazy-- I like it.

Dawn: I'm command central so everybody check in with me. Okay, I'll be here doing my homework but the other one sounded cooler.

Dawn: You sleep, right? You, vampires... you sleep?
Spike: Yeah, what's your point, niblet?
Dawn: Well, I can't take you in a fight or anything, even with a chip in your head. But you do sleep. If you hurt my sister at all... touch her... you're going to wake up on fire.

Spike: And when exactly did your sister get unbelievably scary?

Xander: Right. Sunnydale-- come for the food, stay for the dismemberment.

Nancy: Is there anyone here who hasn't slept together?
Xander and Spike exchange a look.

Anya: I am so gonna kick your ass.

Spike: Costume. Didn't help. Couldn't hide.
Buffy: No more mind games, Spike.
Spike: No more mind games. No more mind.

Buffy: Spike, have you completely lost your mind?
Spike: Well, yes. Where have you been all night?

Buffy: Your soul...
Spike: A bit worse for lack of use.
Buffy: You got your soul back. How?

Spike: 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 just tell me go. Go... to hell.

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 would 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. So everything's okay, right?

Spike: Can we rest now? Buffy, can we rest?

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