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Riley: Probably every beautiful girl in the world has some jerk telling her she's a mystery, but I swear, you really are. There's a lot about you that needs puzzling out.
Spike: Hey!
Giles: Sorry, poor choice of words. Until we know that you're...
Buffy: Flaccid?
Spike: You are one step away, missy!
Buffy: Giles help! He's gonna scold me!
Buffy: Look at my poor neck — all bare, and tender, and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away.
Spike: Giles, make her stop!
Giles (to Willow): If those two don't kill each other, I might lend a hand.
Spike: Passions is on! Timmy's down the bloody well, and if you make me miss it I'll —
Giles: Do what? Lick me to death?
Willow: Did Buffy tell you about the beer, 'cause...
Giles: Uh, Buffy didn't tell me anything.
Willow: Oh, well forget the beer part then.
Giles: Happily.
Spike: You're not gonna do anything to me. You don't have the stones!
Buffy: Oh, I got the stones! I've got a whole bunch of... stones!
Riley: What's his name?
Buffy: Who?
Riley: The groom?
Buffy: Spike.
Riley: That's a name?!
Buffy: Don't be mad.
Riley: I'm not mad!
Buffy: No, you are mad!
Riley: No, I am. I... I really... Wow. Who is this guy? Does he go here?
Buffy: Spike? Oh, no, he's totally old!
Riley: Old?
Buffy: Well, not as old as my last boyfriend was.
Riley: OK. It's late, and I'm... I'm very tired now, so, I'm just gonna go far away and be... away.
Buffy: But —
Riley: No. Stay.
Buffy: Honey, we need to talk about the invitations. Now, do you want to be 'William the Bloody' or just 'Spike,' because either way it's gonna look majorly weird.
Spike: Whereas the name 'Buffy' gives it that touch of classic elegance.
Buffy: What's wrong with 'Buffy'?
Giles: Ah, such a good question.
Buffy (about Willow's spell): I probably only escaped because I'm the Slayer. Some kind of natural immunity.
Xander: Yeah, right, you're marrying Spike because you're so right for each other.
Buffy: Xander!
Spike: That's it, you're off the usher list.
Buffy: Spike, these are my friends. Besides, it's kind of my job.
Spike: For now.
Buffy: What, you want me to stop working?
Spike: Let's see. Do I want you to give up killing my friends? Yeah, I've given it some thought.