BUFFY: What the hell are you doing?

SPIKE: I thought they were demons.

BUFFY: Way to go with the keen observiness, Jessica Fletcher.

SPIKE: (glares) Remind me not to help you.

BUFFY: *More* often?

SPIKE: Hey. Little sympathy for the man with the migraine here, can we?

BUFFY: Well, that's what you get for attacking a human.

SPIKE: Yeah. You'd think if the government was gonna put a chip in my head, they'd at least make it so I could attack criminals and that sort.

BUFFY: Yes, because muggers deserve to be eaten. Just have to get your rocks off fightin' demons.

SPIKE: (suggestively) There are other ways.

BUFFY: And to that, an extreme 'see you later.'

SPIKE: Buffy.

BUFFY: Spike ... it's late, okay, can we just finish this another time?

SPIKE: Oh, so you wanna jump right to the kissing then, eh?

BUFFY: I am not kissing you, Spike. Once was-

SPIKE: Twice.

BUFFY: But not again. (walks away)

SPIKE: (to her back) You're a tease, you know that, Slayer? Get a fellow's motor revving, let the tension marinate a couple-a days, then bam! Crown yourself the ice queen.

BUFFY: (still walking away) Need a few more metaphors for that little mix?

SPIKE: (yells) It's only a matter of time before you realize I'm the only one here for you, pet. You got no one else!

• Buffy & Spike

written by: Drew Z. Greenberg; transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com); action descriptions shortned by me. . Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/109smashed.html