Spike: So what do you fancy, bit game of rummy?
Dawn: Well Willow and Tara said they’d be back early. You don’t really have to hang. I mean, if you’re bored.
Spike: I’m not, and yeah, I do.
Dawn: But I’m fine alone. It’s not like anyone’s coming after me. I’m not the key. Or if I am. I don’t open anything any more. It’s over. Remember?
Spike: I’m not leaving you here by yourself, so forget it.
Dawn: Well, I’m just saying…
Spike: No. I’m not leaving you …to get hurt. Not again.
the chemistry between them was incredible. damn you, jane espenson.
“You want to know what I’m scared of, Spike? Me. Right now Glory thinks Tara’s the key. But I’m the Key, Spike. I am. And anything that happens to Tara is ‘cause of me. Your bruises, your limp, that’s all me too. I’m like a lightning rod for pain and hurt and everyone around me suffers and dies. I must be something so horrible, to cause so much pain and evil.”
i always loved dawn. haters to the left.