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Spike Pics...
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It's a big rock. Can't wait to tell my friends, they don't have a rock this big(!).
Becoming Part 1 |
| Joyce- Have we met? Spike- You hit me with an axe, er (Holds up an imaginary axe) "get the hell away from my daughter".
Becoming Part 2 |
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Angel- Dear Buffy. I'm still trying to decide the best way to send my regards. Spike- Why don't you rip her lungs out. That might make an impression. Angel- It lacks poetry Spike- It doesn't have to. What rhymes with 'lungs'?
Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered |
You have your way with him (Giles), you'll never get to destroy the world. And I don't fancy spending the next month trying to get librarian out of the carpet.
To Angel
Becoming Part 2
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It's paradise! Big windows and lovely gardens. They'll be perfect for when we want the sunlight to kill us(!).
I Only Have Eyes For You |
A slayer with family and friends. That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
School Hard
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Big Ugly- When I kill her (Buffy), it'll be the greatest event since the crucifixion. And I should know, I was there. Spike- You were there? Oh, please. If every vampire who said he was at the crucifixion was actually there, it would have been like Woodstock. Big Ugly- I ought to rip your throat out. Spike- I was actually at Woodstock. That was a weird gig. Fed off a flower person, and I spent the next six hours watching my hands move.
School Hard
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