Buffy- your work?
Spike- here's your list.
Buffy- essence of violet, cloves, Angel?
Angel- right.
Buffy- set of runic tablets. Spike can get the rats eyes.
Spike- I used to bring her rats, with the morning paper.
Buffy- great, more mopping, that's gonna get her back.
Spike- the spells gonna get her back.
Angel- a lot of trouble for someone who doesn't even care about you.
Spike- shut your gobb.
Angel- you know she really is just kind of fickle.
Spike- shut up! What do you know!? it's your fault. The both of you, she belongs with me. I'm nothing without her.
Buffy- yeah, that I'll have to agree with. You're pathetic, you know? You're not even a loser anymore, you're a shell of a loser.
Spike- your one to talk.
Buffy- meaning?
Spike- the last time I looked in on you two, you were fighting till the death. Now your back making googly eyes at each other like nothing happened. Makes me want to heave.
Buffy- I don't know what your talking about.
Spike- oh yeah, your just friends.
Angel- that's right.
Spike- your not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children. It's blood. Blood screaming inside you to work it's will. I may be loves bitch but at least I'm man enough to admit it.
