Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Spike, you diabolical fiend.
You've taken my chair and the music hasn't stopped.
Big funny Xander! What, she just suddenly decides I'm not the cool one any more?
I damn well do! I lie awake every night!
Send him signals?
- Am I? - Bloody right you are!
I'm through playing.
My boy's been feeding again. But I know what he really wants to eat.
What is this?
maybe play a game?
Not originally.
here.
Spike?
I like that game much more.
All those bits and molecules no one's ever seen.
Little bit of plastic,
And there's nothing we can do about it. I'm in your life. You can't just shut me out...
Please! A date?
- What do you think, Buffy? - The test isn't till tomorrow, right?
Let's hear the story that Spike is telling my little sister.
and I'm gonna slay you!
Cos it was Spike!
Good night.
They're just trying to keep you safe, I expect.
Well. You've got some nerve showing up here like this.
- What? - I knew he had a weird fixation with me...
maybe you'd come around.
- Yeah, and Spike, I mean, he's... - Pretty twisted.
How did she come to this extremely entertaining conclusion?
Everyone else is being all twitchy and secretive.
I could use a water.
Buffy.
Oh, come on. You didn't notice?
I want you out of this town, I want you off this planet!
- So how is Dawn? - She's coping very well.
- Uh-huh. - And I just wanted to say... thanks.
Not really. As long as it's still chips ahoy in Spike's head, he can't hurt me, or any of us.
What about?
It changes everything, Spike! I want you out.