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XANDER: You're going to live in the small room over there. I know it looks like a closet, but it's a room now. You're not going to touch my food, I take the shower first in the morning, and if I use up all the hot water, that's your tough noogies. And I hate this plan. Are you keeping up, or do you need some kind of English to con-som-my pain-in-the-ass translation?

BUFFY: Invitation?

XANDER: Is there nothing more emphatic than hate? Can I revile the plan? Fine. I invite you in...nimrod.

SPIKE: I don't want your soddin' food anyway.

XANDER: I just don't understand when his problems became your problems, more specifically mine.

BUFFY: The school basement is making him crazy. We can't just leave him there.

XANDER: Why not? Crazy basement guy is better than stalking Buffy guy.

DAWN: It's true. You guy's aren't, you're not starting up again with the whole--

BUFFY: No. A thousand gallons of 'no.' It's just that things are different now. He has a soul.

XANDER: I'm sure that'll be a comfort when he soulfully attacks you again.

DAWN: Yeah, what does that mean exactly? That Spike is all soul-having?

BUFFY: I don't know. But he's been though a lot, okay, so no one is attacking--

SPIKE: Buffy (grabs her arm) Sorry...

BUFFY: No, it's me, I just--

SPIKE: I'll go. This can't work.

BUFFY: It will. No, it already is. OK...No, you've been out of the basement for half and hour and you've already stopped talking to invisible people.

SPIKE: Bullocks.

BUFFY: Well, there was that one episode in the car, but--

SPIKE: No, bullocks to the whole thing. I don't need your muddle-coddling.

BUFFY: It's not coddling.  Now go to your closet.

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*Thanks to Paradox for the screen caps!

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