Spike: Darling! I heard a funny thing just now. Lucius tells me that you went out on a hunt the other night.
Drusilla: My tummy was growly. And you were out… Come on….I'll pout if you don't sing.
Spike:You, um, meet anyone? Anyone interesting? Like Angel?
Drusilla: Angel.
Spike: Yeah. So...What might you guys have talked about, then? Old times? Childhood pranks? It's a little off, you two so friendly, him being the enemy and all that.
Drusilla:I'll give you a seed if you sing.
Spike: The bird's dead, Dru. You left it in a cage, and you didn't feed it, and now it's all dead, just like the last one…Oh, I'm sorry baby. I'm a bad, rude man. I just don't like you goin' out, that's all. You are weak. Would you like a new bird? One that's not dead?
Ford: This is so cool!… I would totally live here.
Spike:Do I have anyone on watch here? It's called security, people. Are you all asleep?… Or did we finally find a restaurant that delivers?
Ford: I know who you are.
Spike: Yeah, I know who I am, too. So what?
Ford: I came looking for you, Spike. You are Spike, right? William the Bloody?
Spike: You've got a real death wish. It's almost interesting…. Oh, this is great. This'll be very useful…. So, how did you find me?
Ford: That doesn't matter. I've got something to offer you. I-I'm pretty sure this is the part where you take out a watch and say I've got thirty seconds to convince you not to kill me?It's traditional.
Spike: Well, I don't go much for tradition.
Drusilla: Wait, love.
Spike: Well?
Ford: Oh, c'mon! Say it! It's no fun if you don't say it.
Spike: What? Oh.You've got thirty seconds to convince me not to kill you.
Ford: Yes! See, this is the best! I wanna be like you. A vampire.
Spike: I've known you for two minutes, and I can't stand you. I don't really feature you livin' forever… Can I eat him now, love?
Ford: Well, feature this: I'm offering you a trade.You make me a vampire, and I give you the Slayer.
Spike: When we get there, everybody spread out. Two men on the door, first priority's the Slayer, everything else is fair game, and let's remember to share, people… Are you sure you're up for this?
Drusilla: I want a treat. I need a treat.
Spike: And a special one you'll have. Lucius! Bring the car around.
Spike: Take them all. Save the Slayer for me.
Spike: Everybody STOP!
Buffy: Good idea. Now you let everyone out, or your girlfriend fits in an ashtray.
Drusilla:Spike?
Spike: It's gonna be alright, baby. Let them go!
Spike: Uh, where's the doorknob?
Ford: What happened?
Spike: We're stuck in a basement.
Ford: Buffy?
Spike: She's not stuck in the basement.
Ford: Hey, well, I delivered. I handed her to you.
Spike: Yes, I suppose you did.
Ford: So? What about my reward?
