Voilà !! J'ai vu ! OMG= oh my god !! Cet épisode est un des meilleurs de la saison selon moi d'un point de psychologie des personnages et tout et tout...
Heather Nova : pour ceux qui ne connaissent pas, chanteuse à écouter d'urgence !! J'aime un peu moins son dernier album mais les précédents sont magnifiques. Vous avez dû l'entendre également en duo avec Eskobar sur "Someone new".
Petite parenthèse musicale fermée, je ne reprendrais pas ce que vous avez dit, je suis assez d'accord.
Quelques observations :
- Spike et Andrew au début, génial !!
Andrew : "I spy, with my little eye, something that begins with T"
Spike : "Tapestry."
Andrew : "Hey, good one! How did you..."
Spike : "Tapestry's the only thing in the whole bloody room"
Plus tard, Andrew : "Rock, paper, scissors ?"
Et enfin, encore Andrew quand ils viennent juste de rentrer : il parle de la moto de Spike, des jeux amusants auxquels ils ont joués, qu'ils ont trouvé quelque chose d'intéressant... et qu'il a vraiment besoin d'uriner !!!
- N'est-elle pas mignonne notre petite Willow à s'enfoncer dans le mensonge devant un Spike pas crédule pour deux sous ??!!
- Spike/Faith : yeahhhhhh !!
- Je ne suis toujours pas convaincue par le couple Kennedy/Willow...
- Anya/Xander : bah c'est tout eux ça !!
- Faith/Wood : je n'en ai rien à faire mais je trouve qu'ils vont bien ensemble...
- Le Maire Wilkins !! : je l'adore !! Ca m'a fait super plaisir de le revoir !! Et on sait désormais un fait crucial : son personnage préféré dans "Les 4 filles de Dr March", c'est Meg alors que tout le monde répond Beth !!
(perso, je préfère Jo...
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- Bubu qui nous la joue à la Matrix, ça le fait !!
- Ah, Linou n'a pas capté la partie avec Andrew et le Bringer (ça m'aurait étonnée aussi que tu ne nous demandes pas quelque chose que tu n'aurais pas compris !!
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Mince, c'est dommage, j'ai pas relevé le dialogue (y'avait plus passionnant !
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Disons qu'en gros, il dit que les Bringers travaillent pour The First et Caleb pour détruire la lignée des Tueuses et préparer la bataille qui s'apprête à être engagée. Il mentionne quelque chose qui se trouve en dessous la terre et qui retiendra l'attention de tout le monde et toutes les convoitises (certainement ce que Buffy trouve, l'arme en question). Il dit enfin qu'il va les tuer tous et Giles lui tranche la gorge !! Ouh, violent Giles!! Ca m'a rappelée quand il a tué avec sang-froid Ben...
- Enfin, la plus belle scène pour la fin : SPIIIIIKKKEEEEEE !!! Mon Dieu, c'était tellement beau tout ce qu'il a dit et les moments de tendresse entre Buffy et Spike... C'est bo...
Allez, voici le dialogue en entier, cadeau... :
SPIKE : There you are... Do you realize I could just walk in here ? No invite. This town really is theirs now, innit ?
I heard. I was over there. That bitch. She's all about smiles and reformation when you're on your feet, but the moment you're down, she's all about the kicking, isn't that right? Makes me want to...
BUFFY : It wasn't just Faith. It was all of them. And it's not like they were wrong. Please leave...
SPIKE : -Nnno-. This'll change your tune. I came here because I've got something to tell you. You were right. Caleb is trying to protect something from you. And I think you were spot-on all the way; I think it's at the vineyard... So ? Buffy ? You were right.
BUFFY : I don't feel very right...
SPIKE : You're not fooling me...
BUFFY : What do you even mean ?
SPIKE : You're not a quitter.
BUFFY : Watch me.
SPIKE : You were their leader. You still are. It isn't something you gave up, it's something they -took-.
BUFFY : And the difference is ?
SPIKE : We can take it back.
SPIKE : No ?
BUFFY : No.
SPIKE : You mean "no" as in "eventually" ?
BUFFY : You really have problems with that word, don't you ?
SPIKE : You can get them back.
BUFFY : Can, maybe. Should... ? I'm so tired...
SPIKE : They need you.
BUFFY : Well, I...
SPIKE : It's bloody chaos over there without you!
BUFFY : It is ?
SPIKE : Yeah! Yeah, it's, uh... There's junk... You know, food cartons, sleeping bags not rolled up. Everyone's very scared and, uh... unkempt.
BUFFY : Sounds dire.
SPIKE: I didn't see a lot. I came, hit Faith a bunch of times, and left.
BUFFY: Really ? I mean, not that I'm glad, but...
SPIKE : Oh, you say the word, and she's a footnote in history. I'll make it look like a painful accident.
BUFFY : That's my problem. I say the word, some girl dies. Every time.
SPIKE : There's always casualties in a war.
BUFFY : Casualties. It just sounds so... Casual. These are -girls-. That I got killed. I cut myself off from them. All of them. I knew I was gonna lose some of them and I didn't... You know what ? I'm still making excuses. I've always cut myself off. I've always... Being the Slayer made me different. But it's my fault I stayed that way. People are always trying to connect to me... but I just slip away. You should know.
SPIKE : I seem to recall a certain amount of connecting.
BUFFY : Oh, please. We were never close. You just wanted me because I was unattainable.
SPIKE : You think that's all that was ?
BUFFY : Please. Let's not go over the past.
SPIKE : Oh, no, no. No, let's hold on here. I've hummed along to your pity ditty, and I think I should have the mic for a bit.
BUFFY : Fine. The stage is yours. Cheer me up.
SPIKE : You're insufferable.
BUFFY : Thank you. That really helped.
SPIKE : I'm not trying to cheer you up.
BUFFY : What -are- you trying to say ?
SPIKE : I don't know. I'll know when I'm done saying it. Something pissed me off, and I just... unattainable. That's it.
BUFFY : Fine. I'm attainable. I'm an attain-a-thon. May I please just go to sleep ?
SPIKE : You listen to me. 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. I 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. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred-plus years and there's only one thing I've ever been sure of. You.
SPIKE : Hey. Look at me.
SPIKE :
I'm not asking you for anything. 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, and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Buffy.
BUFFY : I don't want to be the one.
SPIKE : I don't want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all have our crosses to bear.
SPIKE : I'll check in before first light. You get some rest now. You can decide how you want to...
BUFFY : Spike... Could you... stay here ?
SPIKE : Sure. That diabolical torture device, the comfy chair. Do me fine.
BUFFY : No. I mean... here.
BUFFY : Will you just... hold me ?
Rowan.
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BUFFY: What ... is this? The late-night stakeout, the bogus suspects, the flask? Is this a date?
SPIKE: A d- Please! A date? You are completely off your bird! I mean - Do you want it to be?
*Crush*