Favourite season? Episode? Conversation? This is mine! biggrin
Season 7, Touched, Spike and Buffy. heart heart
SPIKE
(standing in the doorway) There you are. Do you realize I could just walk in here, no invite needed? This town really is theirs now, isn't it? (walks up to Buffy) I heard. I was over there. That b***h. (sighs) She's all about smiles and reformation when you're on your feet, but the moment you're down, she's all about the kicking, isn't that right? Makes me want—
BUFFY
(softly, staring off into the corner) It wasn't just Faith. It was all of them. (looks at Spike) And it's not like they were wrong. Please leave.
SPIKE
No. (excited) This'll change your tune. I came here 'cause I got something to tell you. You were right. Caleb is trying to protect something from you. And I think you were spot on all the way. I think it's at the vineyard. So? You were right. (she still hasn't moved or reacted) Buffy?
BUFFY
I don't feel very right.
SPIKE
(walks closer to her) You're not fooling me.
BUFFY
What do you even mean?
SPIKE
Well, you're not a quitter.
BUFFY
Watch me.
SPIKE
You were their leader, and you still are. This isn't something you gave up, it's something they took.
BUFFY
(looks at him) And the difference is?
SPIKE
We can take it back.
Different scene, goes to Giles and Faith,then goes back to Spike and Buffy.
Buffy is sitting on the edge of the bed. Spike is standing up in front of her.
SPIKE
No?
BUFFY
No.
SPIKE
You mean no as in eventually?
BUFFY
You really have problems with that word, don't you?
SPIKE
You can get them back.
BUFFY
Can, maybe. Should? (sighs, holds her head in her hands) I'm just so tired.
SPIKE
They need you.
BUFFY
Well, I...
SPIKE
It's bloody chaos over there without you.
BUFFY
It is?
SPIKE
Yeah! Yeah, it's, uh... There's junk... You know? Food cartons, sleeping bags not rolled up, everyone's very scared and, uh, unkempt.
BUFFY
(smirks) Sounds dire.
SPIKE
I didn't see a lot. (sits on the edge of the bed beside her) I came, hit Faith a bunch of times, and left.
BUFFY
Really? I mean, not that I'm glad, but—
SPIKE
Oh, you say the word, and she's a footnote in history. I'll make it look like a painful accident.
BUFFY
That's my problem. I say the word, some girl dies...every time.
SPIKE
There's always casualties in war.
BUFFY
Casualties. It just sounds so...casual. These are girls that I got killed. I cut myself off from them...all of them. I knew I was gonna lose some of them and I didn't— (shakes her head, stands up) You know what? I'm still making excuses. I've always cut myself off. I've always— (sighs) Being the slayer made me different. But it's my fault I stayed that way. People are always trying to connect to me, and I just slip away. (scoffs) You should know.
SPIKE
I seem to recall a certain amount of connecting.
BUFFY
(shakes her head) Oh, please! We were never close. You just wanted me because I was...unattainable.
SPIKE
(stands, angrily) You think that's all that was?
BUFFY
Please, let's not go over the past. (sits)
SPIKE
Oh, no, no. Let's hold on here. I'm hummed along to your pity-ditty, and I think I should have the mic for a bit.
BUFFY
Fine. The stage is yours. Cheer me up.
SPIKE
You're insufferable.
BUFFY
Thank you. That really helped.
SPIKE
I'm not trying to cheer you up.
BUFFY
What are you trying to say?
SPIKE
I don't know. I'll know when I'm done saying it. Something pissed me off, and I just— "Unattainable." That's it.
BUFFY
Fine. I'm attainable. I'm an attain-a-thon. May I please just go to sleep?
SPIKE
You listen to me. (kneels in front of her) I've been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I've seen things you couldn't imagine, and done things I prefer you didn't. I don't exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I follow 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. (looks into her eyes) A 100+ years, and there's only one thing I've ever been sure of: you. (Buffy looks away; he reaches toward her face) Hey, look at me. I'm not asking you for anything. When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. (a tear rolls down Buffy's cheek) I love what you are, what you do, how you 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 you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
BUFFY
(quietly) I don't wanna be the one.
SPIKE
I don't wanna be this good looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear. (Buffy chuckles) You get some rest now. I'll check in before first light. You can decide how you want... (walks toward the door)
BUFFY
Spike? (he turns to face her) Could you...stay here?
SPIKE
Sure. (looks at a chair) That diabolical old torture device, the comfy chair. (takes off his coat) It'll do me fine.
BUFFY
No, I mean...here. (touches the bed beside her) Will you just hold me?
Spike sits on the bed beside Buffy and puts his arm around her. She curls up on him, cuddling up to his chest as he puts his arm around her shoulder, holding her head with his hand.
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