Because I Cinta Spike & Buffy to much, I decide to make an artikel with my kegemaran Petikan of them...or I think this is all of them?... I don't remember but anyways. I was looking through the other Spuffy artikel-artikel & I didn't find another artikel that had the Petikan so I made one. If there was already one, well, i'm sorry for making another one LOL. Spike & Buffy FOREVAAAH!
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Spike: anda listen to me. I've been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things anda couldn't imagine, and done things I prefer anda didn't. Don't exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I've only my blood, which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my brain, so I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there's only one hting I've ever been sure of--you. Hey, look at me. I'm not asking anda for anything. When I say I Cinta you, it's not because I want you, atau because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I Cinta what anda are. What anda do. How anda try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what anda are. anda are a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
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Buffy: We missed the katil again.
Spike: Lucky for the bed.
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Buffy: What are anda doing here, Spike? Five words atau less!
Spike: (Counting on his fingers) Out...for...a...walk...bitch.
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Spike: anda know why I really hate you, Summers?
Buffy: 'Cause I'm a stuck up tight keldai with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
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Spike: And the only thing about the dance is, anda never get to stop. Every hari anda wake up, with the same bloody soalan that haunts you: is today the hari I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner atau later it's gonna catch you. And part of anda wants it...not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you're just a little bit in Cinta with it. Death is your art. YOu make it with your hands, hari after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of anda is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now anda see, that's the secret. Not the punch anda didn't throw atau the kicks anda didn't land. Every Slayer...has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you've lasted as long as anda have is you've got ties to this world...your mum, brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie anda here but you're just putting off the inevitable. Sooner atau later, you're gonna want it and the second...the saat that happens anda know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
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Buffy: "Why? Why would anda do..."
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."
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Spike: "I don't hurt you."
Buffy: "I know."
Spike: "No, anda don't. I've tried to make it clear to you, but anda won't see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel...about you...it's different. And no matter how hard anda try to convince yourself it isn't, it's real."
Buffy: "I think it is."
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Buffy: "You faced the monster inside of anda and anda fought back. anda risked everything to be a better man."
Spike: "Buffy..."
Buffy: "And yoyu can be. anda are. anda may not see it, but I do. I do. I believe in you, Spike."
~~~
Spike: "You've got another demon fighter now."
Buffy: "That's not why I need anda here."
Spike: "Is that right? Why's that then?"
Buffy: "Cause I'm not ready for anda to not be here."
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Buffy: "Faith still has my room."
Spike: "Well, you're not staying here. anda can't buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk. anda got Angel breath. I'm not gonna just let anda whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I've got my pride, anda know."
Buffy: "I understand."
Spike: "Clearly anda don't, 'cause the whole 'having my pride' thing was just a smoke screen."
~~~
Buffy: "Spike? Could you...stay here?"
Spike: "Sure. That diabolical old torture device, the comfy chair. It'll do me fine."
Buffy: "No, I mean...here. Will anda just hold me?"
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Spike: "I've lived for soddin' ever, Buffy. I've done everything. Done things with anda I can't spell, but...I've never...been close...to anyone. Least of all you. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch anda sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So. yeah...I'm....terrified."
Buffy: "You don't have to be."
Spike: "Were anda there with me?"
Buffy: "I was."
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Spike: "You were amazing."
Buffy: "You got the job done yourself."
Spike: "I was just trying to keep up. The things anda do... the way anda make it hurt in all the wrong places..."
~~~
Spike: "You're a creature of the darkness. Like me. Try on my world. See how good it feels."
Buffy: "Are there drinks in your world?"
~~~
Spike: "As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me. This chip, they did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul, I got on my own... for you."
Buffy: "I know. "
Spike: "So, yeah. I go and pass the time... with someone. But that's all it is is time, 'cause, God, help me, Buffy, it's still all about you."
~~~
Spike: "Gotta move, lamb. I think it's fair to say school's out for bloody summer."
Buffy: "Spike!"
Spike: "I mean it! I gotta do this."
Buffy: "I Cinta you"
~~~
Spike: anda listen to me. I've been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things anda couldn't imagine, and done things I prefer anda didn't. Don't exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I've only my blood, which doesn't exactly rush in the direction of my brain, so I make a lot of mistakes, a lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there's only one hting I've ever been sure of--you. Hey, look at me. I'm not asking anda for anything. When I say I Cinta you, it's not because I want you, atau because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I Cinta what anda are. What anda do. How anda try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what anda are. anda are a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
~~~
Buffy: We missed the katil again.
Spike: Lucky for the bed.
~~~
Buffy: What are anda doing here, Spike? Five words atau less!
Spike: (Counting on his fingers) Out...for...a...walk...bitch.
~~~
Spike: anda know why I really hate you, Summers?
Buffy: 'Cause I'm a stuck up tight keldai with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
~~~
Spike: And the only thing about the dance is, anda never get to stop. Every hari anda wake up, with the same bloody soalan that haunts you: is today the hari I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner atau later it's gonna catch you. And part of anda wants it...not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you're just a little bit in Cinta with it. Death is your art. YOu make it with your hands, hari after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of anda is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now anda see, that's the secret. Not the punch anda didn't throw atau the kicks anda didn't land. Every Slayer...has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you've lasted as long as anda have is you've got ties to this world...your mum, brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie anda here but you're just putting off the inevitable. Sooner atau later, you're gonna want it and the second...the saat that happens anda know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
~~~
Buffy: "Why? Why would anda do..."
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."
~~~
Spike: "I don't hurt you."
Buffy: "I know."
Spike: "No, anda don't. I've tried to make it clear to you, but anda won't see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel...about you...it's different. And no matter how hard anda try to convince yourself it isn't, it's real."
Buffy: "I think it is."
~~~
Buffy: "You faced the monster inside of anda and anda fought back. anda risked everything to be a better man."
Spike: "Buffy..."
Buffy: "And yoyu can be. anda are. anda may not see it, but I do. I do. I believe in you, Spike."
~~~
Spike: "You've got another demon fighter now."
Buffy: "That's not why I need anda here."
Spike: "Is that right? Why's that then?"
Buffy: "Cause I'm not ready for anda to not be here."
~~~
Buffy: "Faith still has my room."
Spike: "Well, you're not staying here. anda can't buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk. anda got Angel breath. I'm not gonna just let anda whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I've got my pride, anda know."
Buffy: "I understand."
Spike: "Clearly anda don't, 'cause the whole 'having my pride' thing was just a smoke screen."
~~~
Buffy: "Spike? Could you...stay here?"
Spike: "Sure. That diabolical old torture device, the comfy chair. It'll do me fine."
Buffy: "No, I mean...here. Will anda just hold me?"
~~~
Spike: "I've lived for soddin' ever, Buffy. I've done everything. Done things with anda I can't spell, but...I've never...been close...to anyone. Least of all you. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch anda sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So. yeah...I'm....terrified."
Buffy: "You don't have to be."
Spike: "Were anda there with me?"
Buffy: "I was."
~~~
Spike: "You were amazing."
Buffy: "You got the job done yourself."
Spike: "I was just trying to keep up. The things anda do... the way anda make it hurt in all the wrong places..."
~~~
Spike: "You're a creature of the darkness. Like me. Try on my world. See how good it feels."
Buffy: "Are there drinks in your world?"
~~~
Spike: "As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me. This chip, they did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul, I got on my own... for you."
Buffy: "I know. "
Spike: "So, yeah. I go and pass the time... with someone. But that's all it is is time, 'cause, God, help me, Buffy, it's still all about you."
~~~
Spike: "Gotta move, lamb. I think it's fair to say school's out for bloody summer."
Buffy: "Spike!"
Spike: "I mean it! I gotta do this."
Buffy: "I Cinta you"