Spike: Here it comes… Rewind that. Let's see that again… She's tricky. Baby likes to play…You see that? The way she stakes him with that thing? That's what's called resourceful. Rewind it again.
Drusilla:Miss Edith needs her tea.
Spike: C'mere, poodle.
Drusilla: Do you love my insides? The parts you can't see?
Spike: Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's why I've got to study this Slayer. Once I know her I can kill her. And once I kill her you can have your run of Sunnyhell. Get strong again.
Drusilla: Don't worry. Everything's switching. Outside to inside… It makes her weak.
Spike: Really? Did my pet have a vision?
Drusilla: Do you know what I miss? Leeches.
Spike: Come on, talk to Daddy. This thing that makes the Slayer weak? When is it?
Spike: Tomorrow's Halloween. Nothing happens on Halloween.
Drusilla: Someone's come to change it all. Someone new.
Numerous monsters are chasing people down the street past Spike.
Spike: Well! This is just... neat!
Spike: Do you hear that, my friends? Somewhere out here is the tenderest meat you've ever tasted, and all we have to do is find her first!
Spike: Look at you. Shaking. Terrified. Alone. Lost little lamb… I love it!