Vira
@kravvira.bsky.social
This show ruins me every time 😩
- Freddie isn’t the only one without boundaries. Your relationship doesn’t seem to know many.
- Do you fantasise about killing me?
- Yes.
- Tell me, how would you do it?
- With my hands.
- *Oh, stop it you flirt! 🤭
– This killer wrote you a poem. Are you going to let his love go to waste?
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- I helped her dispose of the body
- Evidently… not well enough. *”you bitch” left unsaid* 😆
Дивна дивина…
Я цієї ночі спала майже три години, але як весь день не хотіла спати, так і досі в о пів на десяту не має сильної тяги заснути 😒
- She died saving my life.
- That’s my girl. Always doing the stupid thing.
- I can feel it, Buffy.
- What?
- My soul. It’s really there. Kinda stings…
- You can’t buy me off with shiny beads, and sweet talk. You got Angel breath. I’m not gonna just let you whack me back and forth like a rubber ball. I’ve got my pride, you know?
- I understand.
- Clearly you don’t, ‘cause the whole “having my pride” thing was just a smokescreen.
- Oh, thank god!
I’ve lived for soddin’ ever, Buffy. I’ve done everything. I’ve done things with you I can’t spell, but… I’ve never been close to anyone, least of all you. Until last night. All I did was hold you, what you sleep, and it was the best night of my life. So, yeah, I’m… terrified…
- You’re a dope.
- I’m a what?
- You’re a dope and a bonehead, and you’re shirty.
- Have you gone completely Carrot Top?
- Honey, you’re home. And you did it. Fulfilled your mission. Found the Holy Grail or the Holy Hand Grenade or whatever the hell that is.
- Right now, we’re going with scythe. You like?
- Well, pointy and wooden is not exactly the look I want to know better, but it does have flare.
- There’s only supposed to be one. Maybe that’s why you and I can never get along. We’re not supposed to exist together.
- Also, you went evil and were killing people.
- Good point. Also a factor.
B: I think it’s maybe some kind of scythe. The only thing I know for sure is it made Caleb back off in a hurry.
W: Ao it’s true. Scythe matters.
G: I’m ignoring that.
- So we got a plan now or anything?
- Yeah, there’s a plan. Get ready. Times up.
And I understand, with perfect clarity, exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the One, Buffy.
- I don’t want to be the One.
I don’t want to be this good, looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear.
When I say “I love you” it’s not because I want you. Or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are. What you do. How you try. I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you.
So I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred-plus years. And there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of.
You.
I’ve been alive a bit longer than you. And dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine. And done things I prefer you didn’t. Don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I follow my blood. Which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain.
I’ve been alive a bit longer than you. And dead a lot longer than that.I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine.And done things I prefer you didn’t. Don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker.I follow my blood.Which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain.So I make a lot of mistakes.
- Alright. Stage is yours. Cheer me up.
- You’re insufferable.
- Thank you. That really helped.
- I’m not trying to cheer you up.
- What are you trying to say?
- I don’t know! I’ll know when I’m done saying it.
S: She has saved your lives again and again. She has died for you, and this is how you thank her.
F: Hey! Why don’t you take it down a notch or two? The time for speech-giving is over, bad boy.
S: Oh! Is that right?
F: Yeah, that’s right. Save your lack of breath.
W: We are her friends, we just wanted…
S: Oh, that’s ballsy of you! You’re her friends and you betray her like this.
G: You don’t understand.
S: You know, I think I do. Rupert. You used to be the big man, didn’t you? The teacher, all full of wisdom. Now she’s surpassed you, and you can’t handle it.
S: So, Buffy took some time off right in the middle of the apocalypse, and it’s her decision.
X: Well, we all decided.
S: Oh, yeah. You all decided. You sad, sad, ungrateful traitors. Who do you think you are?
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- Damn. I never knew you were that cool.
- Well, you always were a little little slow.
- I get that now.
- I may have said a few things.
- Like you could ride me at a gallop till my knees buckled. Squeeze me till I pop like worm champagne. It’s not the kind of thing a man forgets.
- Should’ve known it wasn’t Blondie behind the wheel. She never throw down like that.
- Oh, you have been away.
- Not all the tension was about you. Giles was part of a plan to kill me. For Buffy’s own good.
- Well, that makes me feel better about me. Worse about Giles. Kinda shaky about you.
F: You’re protecting vampires? Are you the bad Slayer now? Am I the good Slayer now?
B: He’s with me. He has a soul.
F: Oh, he’s like Angel?
S: No.
B: Sort of.
S: I’m nothing like Angel.
…
S: Angel’s as dull as a table lamp. And we have very different colouring.
F: You’re protecting vampires? Are you the bad Slayer now? Am I the good Slayer now?
B: He’s with me. He has a soul.
F: Oh, he’s like Angel?
S: No.
B: Sort of.
S: I’m nothing like Angel.
- Sorry, Faith. I didn’t realise that was you.
- It’s alright, B. Luckily you still punch like you used to.
Let me guess. Leather pants, nice right cross, doe eyes, holier-than-thou glower… you must be Faith.
“Spike is here because I want him here. We need him. I’m in the fight of my life!”
- We’ll just start with what we know, take it from there.
- Great. So far, we know jack about squad. Let’s go from there.
- Oh, you don’t know how close you are to bringing him out.
- I’m nowhere near him.
- I haven’t been quite relishing the kill the way I used to.
- You were a better fighter then.
- I did this for you! The soul, the changes. It’s what you wanted.
- What I want is the Spike that’s dangerous, the Spike that tried to kill me when we met.
- Aside from getting rescued, what is it that you do?
- I provide much needed… sarcasm.
Я забула, що тут ще й самогубство в досить серйозному контексті показане.
- Would you let it go? You’re like a dog with a bone.
- So what?
- It’s my bone! Just drop it.