Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV Series)

The I in Team (2000)

James Marsters: Spike

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• Spike : [bursts in with tarp over him; smoking]  Close the door!

  Xander Harris : Spike? You may want to give up these morning jogs.

• Rupert Giles : It'll be dark soon... I think it would be wise for you to leave Sunnydale.

  Spike : I'm not going anywhere... not until those bastards undo whatever they did to me. Put me back the way I was.

  Xander Harris : Sure, just explain to the nice scientist guys that you *really* miss killing and torturing innocent people.

  Spike : You think that would work?

  Rupert Giles : Spike, Lord knows why I'm telling you this. It's for your own good. As long as the Initiative is in operation, it's not safe for you here.

  Buffy Summers : No... It's not safe for any of us.

• [Giles arrives at Spike's mausoleum] 

  Spike : Hey! Wipe your feet when you enter a person's home.

  Rupert Giles : Ah, yes. Careless of me. Tracking mud all over your, um, mud.

  Spike : I'll admit, it's a bit of a fixer-upper. Needs a woman's touch. Care to have a crack at it?

  Rupert Giles : While I'd love to go on trading jabs with you, Spike, perhaps I'll come to the point. Much as it pains me to say it, um, I owe you a debt of gratitude for the help you provided me in my recent... metamorphosis.

  Spike : Stuff the gratitude. You owe me more than that, mate.

  Rupert Giles : Three hundred. Count it if you... like.

  Spike : I'll do that.

  [starts counting] 

  Rupert Giles : Um, thinking about your, um, affliction and, uh... your newfound discovery that you can fight only demons, it occurs to me that

  [chuckles] 

  Rupert Giles : I-I realize this is completely against your nature, but I-I-I... Has it occurred to you that there may be a higher purpose?

  Spike : Ugh! You made me lose count. What are you still doing here?

  Rupert Giles : Talking to myself, apparently.

  Spike : Well, piss off, then. This bit of business wraps up any I got with you and your Slayerettes. From here on, I want nothing to do with the lot of you.

  Rupert Giles : Your choosing to remain in Sunnydale might make that a little difficult.

  Spike : Well, you and yours will just have to show a little restraint is all. Now get out... And I don't want you crawling back here, knocking on my door, pleading for help the second Teen Witch's magic goes all wonky or little Xander cuts a new tooth. We're through. Got it...? Honeymoon is over.

• Spike : Soldier boys are out in force. I've been trying to keep 'em off my scent, run 'em in circles, but they just keep coming.

  Rupert Giles : And... how is this our concern? Seeing that you've expressed a desire to have nothing more to do with us.

  Xander Harris : Spike said that?

  Rupert Giles : Mm-hmm.

  Xander Harris : [to Spike]  That hurts.

• Spike : Ow! Watch it. That hurts.

  Rupert Giles : It doesn't appear to be a bullet. It's too deeply embedded to be a tranquilizer dart.

  Spike : Also not tranquil.

  Rupert Giles : Some sort of illumination emanating from it... It's blinking.

  Spike : I don't care if it's playing "Rockin' the Casbah" on the bloody Jew's harp. Just get it out of me!

  Rupert Giles : All right, Anya, there's a bottle of Cognac in the, uh, cabinet next to the sink. Will you get it for me?

  Spike : What, you're gonna get snockered now?

  Rupert Giles : It's not for me, you prat. If I'm gonna operate on you, I need you anesthetized. this'll take some time.

  Xander Harris : We don't have any. That blinking thing. My pseudo-soldier memory bank tells me that's a tracer.

  Rupert Giles : A what?

  Spike : A what?

  Xander Harris : It's like a homing beacon. And if commando guys are reading the signal, they're coming home.

  [Anya hands Spike the Cognac, and he begins to guzzle it] 

  Rupert Giles : Well, we need to buy some time. It's in deep and I'm no surgeon.