Dialoghi tra Buffy e Spike in inglese

In questa sezione trovate TUTTI i dialoghi tra Buffy e Spike in lingua originale dal loro primo incontro agli ultimi episodi della sesta serie

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4.3 The harsh light of day

B: Spike. And Harmony.
H: Buffy. Hi. What a cute outfit. Last year.
S: Well, this is interesting. Sort of a double date. So let's have a look at the new boy
P: Hi, I'm Parker.
S: He's got. What's the word? Vulnerability.

B: And you with Harmony. What'd you do? Loose a bet?

H: Hey.
S: Actually how we met. It's a funny story.
B: Stay here. What's the matter Spike? Dru dump you again.

S: Maybe I left her.

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

4.8 Pangs

S: Help me. Ohh! What part of help me do you not understand?
B: The part where I help you.
S: Come on, I'm parboiling out here.

B: Want me to help make it quicker?
S: Invite me in.
G: No. It's fairly unlikely.

S: Oh, damn it! Look, I'm safe. I can't bite anyone. Willow , tell 'em what I did.
W: You said you were gonna kill me, then Buffy.
S: Yes, bad, but let's skip that part and get to the part where I couldn't bite you.

W: It's true. He had trouble perfoing.
S: Yeah, well, it looks like they've done me for good. Um...

B: What are you saying?
S: I'm saying that Spike had a little trip to the vet and now he doesn't chase the other puppies anymore. I can't bite anything. I can't even hit people.

B: So you haven't murdered anybody lately? Let's be best pals.
S: I've got information. About the soldier boys you were fighting. Got the inside scoop. Come on, what have you got to be afraid of?

S: G Grrr. Bloody hell, woman. You're cuttin' off my circulation.

B: You don't have any circulation.
S: Well, it pinches.

B: Get used to it. I have more important things to worry about.
S: I came to you in friendship. Well, all right, seething hatred, but I've got useful information, and feel I'm being mistreated.

B: So tell me everything you know.
S: I'm too hungry to remember anything.
B: Then sit.

S: Oh, someone put a stake in me. 
Xander: You got a lot of volunteers in here. 
S: I just can't take all this mamby-pamby boo-hooing about the bloody indians.

B: Uh, the preferred term-

S: You won. All right? You came in and you killed them and you took their land. That's what conquering nations do. It's what Caesar did, and he's not going around saying "I came, I conquered, I felt really bad about it" The history of the world isn't people making friends. You had better weapons, and you massacred them. End of story. 

B: Well, I think the spaniards actually did a lot of- Not that I don't like spaniards.

S: Listen to you. How you gonna fight anyone with that attitude?

W: We don't wanna fight anyone.

B: I just wanna have thanksgiving.

S: Heh heh. Yeah... Good luck.

S: Hey, when do I get fed?

B: Later. I hope the others are ok.
S: You know what happens to vampires who don't get to feed?
B: I always wondered that. Giles, plates.

S: Living skeletons, mate. Like famine pictures from those dusty countries, only not half as funny.
B: You can have gravy. That has blood in it, right?
S: Do you know what else has blood in it? Blood.
B: Do I have to gag you? Because I am not gonna listen to you whine all the way through my dinner. It's gonna be a nice, quiet, civilized-

4.9 Something blue 

B: So... you saw their faces but you can't describe them.
S: Well, they were human. Two eyes each, kind of in the middle.
B: Uh huh. And the lab.
S: Underground. I came out through an air vent. I don't know exactly where. I'm done. Put the telly on.
S: It's about time. Hope you got it warm enough. I don't know why you're so dainty all of a sudden. You've done this for Angel... you must have. 

Hey! Give it! 

B: Okay, that's it. The invalid amnesiac routine is over. The kitchen is closed until you can tell me something useful about the commandos.

S: I'm triyin' to remember. It was very traumatic. 

B: How long are you going to pull tis crap?

S: How long am I going to live once I tell you? 

G: Look, look, Spike... we have no intention of killing a harmless.. uh, creature.. but we have to know what's been done to you. We can't let you go until we're sure that you're.. impotent..

S: Hey!

G: Sorry, poor choice of words. Until we're sure you're, you're...

B: Flaccid?

S: You are one step away, missy.

B: Giles, help! He's going to scold me.

B: You know what? I don't think you want us to let yu go. Maybe we made it a little too comfy in here for ya.
S: Comfy? I'm chained in a bathtub drinkin' pig's blood from a novelty mug. Doesn't rank huge in the Zagut's Guide.
B: You want something nicer? A look at my.. poor neck? All bare and tender and exposed.. all that blood just.. pumping away..
G: Oh, please.
S: Giles, make her stop. 

B: Thought that was gonna take longer

S: Me too. Musta got.. turned around.. Hang.. hang on, this.. this is it. Wait.. no.. yes.
B: What are you talking about?
S: The lab. Commando lab. The door was right here where I escaped. 
B: I don't think so.
S: Open up! I'm gonna kill you!
B: Spike, there's nothing there. 

S: Let me in! Fix me.. 
B: Okay, drop the act..
S: Get off!
B: Okay, that's it.. I'm gonna gag you.

S: Hey! Watch it!
B: One more word out of you, and I swear..
S: Swear what? You're not gonna do anything to me. You don't got the stones. 
B: Oh, I got the stones. I got a whole bunch of.. stones.

S: Yeah? You're all talk.

B: GILES? I accidentally killed Spike. That's okay, right?

S: I get this spell reversed, they'll be finding your body for weeks.
B: Oh, make a move... please. I'm dying for a good slay.

B: It's just so sudden. I don't know what to say
S: Just say yes, and make me the happiest man on earth.
B: Oh, Spike! Of course it's yes!

B: There's so much to decide. Ceremony, guests, reception..
S: Well, first thing I'd say, we're not having a church wedding.
B: How 'bout a daytime ceremony. In the park.
S: Fabulous. Enjoy your honeymoon with the big pile of dust.
B: Under the trees. Indirect sunlight, only.
S: Warm breeze tosses the leaves aside, and again... you're registering as Mr and Mrs Big-Pile-of-Dust.
B: Stop it! This is our wedding and you're treating it like a big joke!
S: O poutry! Look at that lip.. gonna get it.. gonna get it..

S: He's gonna have to take a bit of time to get used to it, pet.

B: They all will. But you guys wern't crazy about Angel at first, either.
S: You wern't gonna say that name.
B: Sorry. Why don't we talk about where we're going to register.
S: Well, where would Angel like to register? And can we have the photographer Angel would've wanted? And, flowers Angel would have liked?
B: Hey! You think I don't live with the shadow of Drusilla over my head? That I'm not wondering if you're going to be thinking of her on our honeymoon when you're making.. sweet love to me..?

B: Aren't they a perfect little us? 
S: I don't like him. He's insipid. Clearly human.
B: Oo, red paint. We could smear a little on his mouth.. blood of the innocent..
S: That's my girl..

B: Honey, we need to talk about the invitations. Now, do you wanna be William the Bloody, or just Spike? 'Cause, either way, it's gonna look majorly weird. 
S: Where as the name Buffy gives it that touch of classic elegance.
B: What's wrong with Buffy?
G: Huh.. such a good question.
S: Well, it's a terrible name.
B: My mother gave me that name.
S: Your mother, yeah, she's a genius.

B: Don't you start in on my mother.

S: They have to hear it sooner or later..
B: Spike and I are getting married!
Xander: How? What? How?
Giles: Three excellent questions.
S: What are you lookin' at?
B: The man I love. 

Xander: Can I be blind, too?

Xander: She told me I was a demon magnet, a-and you two should get married.
Giles: And.. that I didn't see anything.
B: She did a spell.
Giles: Yes.. to have her will done. Whatever she says is coming true.

B: And you both were effected. I probably only escaped because I'm the Slayer. Some kind of natural immunity.

Xander: Yeah. Right. You're marrying Spike because you're so right for eachother.

B: Xander.

S: That's it.. you're off the usher list.

X: Why does he have to come?

B: Xander, Spike is going to be my husband. I want him included.

S: I agree with Xander here. Seems like a lot of work for people who hunt us.

B: Spike, these are my friends. Besides, it's kinda my job.

S: For now.

B: What? You want me to stop working?

S: Let's see.. do I want to give up killing all my friends? Yeah, I've given it some thought.

S: Don't I get a cookie?
B: No.
S: Well, I gotta have something. I still have Buffy taste in my mouth.
B: You're a pig, Spike.
S: Yeah.. I'm not the one who wanted, "Wind Beneath MyWings" for the first dance.
B: That was the spell.

4.9 Goodbye Iowa

S: Got to hand it to you goldilocks - you do have bleeding tragic taste in men. I've got a cousin married to a regurgitating frovilops demon that's got better instincts than you.
B: What does my taste in men have to do with this?
S: You think Riley was out knitting booties for your future offspring while Maggie stringing you up?