Buffy : What's the matter Spike? Dru dump you again.

Spike : Maybe I left her.

Harmony : She left him for a fungus demon. That's all he talks about most days.

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Spike : Birds singing, squirrels making lots of rotten little squirrels. Sun beaming down in a nice, nonfatal way. It's very exciting, I can't wait to see if I freckle.

Buffy grabs her stake and jumps up. She lands a punch, then he punches her back and she hits the ground. He goes to jump on her and she kicks him back. He staggers, but jumps forward again, right into her stake.

Spike : Oh, do it again. It tickles. You know, in a good way. The gem of Amara. Official sponsor, of my killing you.

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Spike : Getting tired Slayer?

Buffy : Xander, get out of here.

Spike grabs him, knees him in the face, and sends him flying into the pole from hell.

Spike : So, you let Parker take a poke, eh? Didn't seem like you know each other that well. What did it take to pry apart the Slayer's dimpled knees?

Buffy : You're a pig Spike.

Spike : Did he play the sensitive lad and get you to seduce him? That's a good trick if the girls thick enough to buy it. I wonder what went wrong. Were you too strong? Did you bruise the boy? Come to think of it seems like someone told me that. Who was it? Oh, yeah. Angel.

Buffy eventually gets a hold of the arm with the ring on it.

Spike : Take it off me this way, we both burn.

Buffy : Really? Let's see.

She jerks the ring off his finger and his face instantly contorts into a visage of pain. He starts to smoke then runs off crying out in agony.

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