Yeah, I'm gonna have to go with Dead Boy on this one.
Angel:
Could you not call me that?
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Willow:
Sore thumbs. Do they stick out? I mean, have you ever seen a thumb and gone 'Wow! That baby is sore!'
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Willow:
The 'Lonely Ones'?
Angel:
Vampires.
Xander:
Oh! We usually call them the nasty, pointy, bitey ones.
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Spike:
The bird's dead, Dru. You left it in a cage, and you didn't feed it, and now it's all dead, just like the last one.
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Spike:
I've known you for two minutes, and I can't stand you. I don't really feature you livin' forever. Can I eat him now, love?
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Angel:
I did a lot of unconscionable things when I became a vampire. Drusilla was the worst. She was...an obsession of mine. She was pure and sweet and chaste...
Buffy:
And you made her a vampire.
Angel:
First I made her insane. Killed everybody she loved. Visited every mental torture on her I could devise. She eventually fled to a convent, and on the day she took her holy orders, I turned her into a demon.
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Buffy:
What I see is that, right after the sun goes down, Spike and all of his friends are going to be pigging out at the all-you-can-eat moron bar.
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Ford:
I look good, don't I? Well, let me tell you something: I've got maybe six months left, and by then what they bury won't even look like me. It'll be bald and shriveled and it'll smell bad. No, I'm not going out that way.
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Buffy:
I think this is all part of your little fantasy drama! Isn't this exactly how you imagined it? You tell me how you've suffered and I feel sorry for you. Well, I do feel sorry for you, and if those vampires come in here and start feeding, I'll kill you myself!
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Buffy:
Does it get easy?
Giles:
What do you want me to say?
Buffy:
Lie to me.
Giles:
Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
