Cut to a dusty crypt. In the middle of the crypt stands a table. Gathered around the table are Angel, Spike, Darla, Drusilla and Trick. There is a large map on the table. Angel, Spike, Darla and Drusilla are hovering over the map, while Trick is standing by the crypt entrance, shielding himself from the sunlight, looking out.
ANGEL: All clear outside, Trick?
TRICK: All clear, boss. Those slime demons you sent out must be keeping the Slayer real busy.
ANGEL: Good. Right, this is the plan, guys. Trick, get back over here and listen. The sun is setting at exactly 5:47 tonight, which is less than an hour away now, so we'll head out at six. At 6:15, Spike, you collect me and Drusilla in your DeSoto, and take us over to the Sunnydale Butcher Shop in Keane Street. We will arrive outside the Sunnydale Butcher Shop at 6:22. Spike and I will get out of the car. Dru, you will take the DeSoto and park it in Woolever Drive. At 6:25, Spike and I will enter the Sunnydale Butcher Shop, where you, Darla, disguised as a hooker, will approach Spike and attempt to solicit him, thereby distracting the customers, as well as the staff behind the counter. I shall then slip by unnoticed into the back of the shop and find the manager. Once I find him, I will ask him if it is possible for me to purchase any leftover cow's blood or pig's blood that he is about to throw away. If the manager agrees to sell me the blood, Trick, you will then meet me in the alley behind the shop at 6:37, where I shall hand the blood over to you. You'll come straight back here to the crypt. Meanwhile, Drusilla will head over to the Sunnydale Supermarket in Grimes Lane, where she will buy five paper cups and five drinking straws. Spike and Darla, once I've left the shop, you two will leave the shop and head off in different directions, and we'll all rendezvous back here at 6:58, where we shall then pass out the cups and straws and enjoy our dinner. Alright, any questions?
SPIKE: Yeah, I got a question.
ANGEL: (impatiently) What is it, Spike?
SPIKE: Well ...
DARLA: What is it?
SPIKE: Well, it's just that we don't seem to be doing anything evil.
The other vampires all look at each other in confusion.
DRUSILLA: What do you mean, my sweet?
SPIKE: Well, Angel's paying for the blood.
Angel looks patiently at Spike, not getting it. Neither is anyone else in the room.
TRICK: And?
SPIKE: Well ... why is Angel paying for the blood?
Angel can't believe what he has just heard.
ANGEL: Well, they wouldn't give me the blood if I didn't pay for it, would they?
SPIKE: Yeah, but ... but we're vampires.
There is a long pause, and the other vamps all look at each other again, still confused. Finally, Angel looks back at Spike.
ANGEL: What's your point?
Spike is starting to become annoyed.
SPIKE: You know something? I'm sick of this bloody gang.
DARLA: What's wrong with our gang?
SPIKE: Well, we never do anything evil!
The other vamps are now bewildered.
TRICK: What the hell are you talking about, Spike?
SPIKE: Well, have a look at that attack we made last night.
ANGEL: (angrily) What was wrong with the attack?
SPIKE: Well, walking up to that old lady on the sidewalk and asking her if she would be nice enough to come to the blood bank with us and donate a pint of blood for us to drink, that's what was wrong with it!
DRUSILLA: What are you trying to say, Spike?
SPIKE: Well, couldn't we just go out tonight and find some humans and bite them and drink their blood that way? That's what other vampires do.
Angel is angry, and kicks the table over in his rage.
ANGEL: You idiot, Spike! We've spent weeks organizing this job. Darla rented a room across the road from the butcher shop and filmed the people going in and out every day. Trick spent three weeks researching different kinds of animal's blood to find out which kinds were the most nourishing. And I'm not gonna risk ruining all the planning and all the effort we've put in just because you want to go out and suck on a few humans! Do you realize how quickly the Slayer would be on our backs if we did something like that? This is Sunnydale, Spike! We can't afford to be evil.
SPIKE: I'll tell you what the problem is. You're all a bunch of soddin' pussies! You sit in this crypt every night, hiding from the Slayer like a bunch of frightened bunnies! Well, I've had enough! I'm going out to kill some humans like a real vampire, and if I happen to bump into the Slayer, I'll just have to kill her too. Or if she's in the mood for it, maybe I'll throw her a bit of a quick one. I'm outta here!
Spike leaves forcefully. Unfortunately, he has forgotten that the sun is still up. A few moments later, he runs back into the crypt, beating out the flames on his head and arms.
SPIKE: In a few minutes.
ANGEL: All clear outside, Trick?
TRICK: All clear, boss. Those slime demons you sent out must be keeping the Slayer real busy.
ANGEL: Good. Right, this is the plan, guys. Trick, get back over here and listen. The sun is setting at exactly 5:47 tonight, which is less than an hour away now, so we'll head out at six. At 6:15, Spike, you collect me and Drusilla in your DeSoto, and take us over to the Sunnydale Butcher Shop in Keane Street. We will arrive outside the Sunnydale Butcher Shop at 6:22. Spike and I will get out of the car. Dru, you will take the DeSoto and park it in Woolever Drive. At 6:25, Spike and I will enter the Sunnydale Butcher Shop, where you, Darla, disguised as a hooker, will approach Spike and attempt to solicit him, thereby distracting the customers, as well as the staff behind the counter. I shall then slip by unnoticed into the back of the shop and find the manager. Once I find him, I will ask him if it is possible for me to purchase any leftover cow's blood or pig's blood that he is about to throw away. If the manager agrees to sell me the blood, Trick, you will then meet me in the alley behind the shop at 6:37, where I shall hand the blood over to you. You'll come straight back here to the crypt. Meanwhile, Drusilla will head over to the Sunnydale Supermarket in Grimes Lane, where she will buy five paper cups and five drinking straws. Spike and Darla, once I've left the shop, you two will leave the shop and head off in different directions, and we'll all rendezvous back here at 6:58, where we shall then pass out the cups and straws and enjoy our dinner. Alright, any questions?
SPIKE: Yeah, I got a question.
ANGEL: (impatiently) What is it, Spike?
SPIKE: Well ...
DARLA: What is it?
SPIKE: Well, it's just that we don't seem to be doing anything evil.
The other vampires all look at each other in confusion.
DRUSILLA: What do you mean, my sweet?
SPIKE: Well, Angel's paying for the blood.
Angel looks patiently at Spike, not getting it. Neither is anyone else in the room.
TRICK: And?
SPIKE: Well ... why is Angel paying for the blood?
Angel can't believe what he has just heard.
ANGEL: Well, they wouldn't give me the blood if I didn't pay for it, would they?
SPIKE: Yeah, but ... but we're vampires.
There is a long pause, and the other vamps all look at each other again, still confused. Finally, Angel looks back at Spike.
ANGEL: What's your point?
Spike is starting to become annoyed.
SPIKE: You know something? I'm sick of this bloody gang.
DARLA: What's wrong with our gang?
SPIKE: Well, we never do anything evil!
The other vamps are now bewildered.
TRICK: What the hell are you talking about, Spike?
SPIKE: Well, have a look at that attack we made last night.
ANGEL: (angrily) What was wrong with the attack?
SPIKE: Well, walking up to that old lady on the sidewalk and asking her if she would be nice enough to come to the blood bank with us and donate a pint of blood for us to drink, that's what was wrong with it!
DRUSILLA: What are you trying to say, Spike?
SPIKE: Well, couldn't we just go out tonight and find some humans and bite them and drink their blood that way? That's what other vampires do.
Angel is angry, and kicks the table over in his rage.
ANGEL: You idiot, Spike! We've spent weeks organizing this job. Darla rented a room across the road from the butcher shop and filmed the people going in and out every day. Trick spent three weeks researching different kinds of animal's blood to find out which kinds were the most nourishing. And I'm not gonna risk ruining all the planning and all the effort we've put in just because you want to go out and suck on a few humans! Do you realize how quickly the Slayer would be on our backs if we did something like that? This is Sunnydale, Spike! We can't afford to be evil.
SPIKE: I'll tell you what the problem is. You're all a bunch of soddin' pussies! You sit in this crypt every night, hiding from the Slayer like a bunch of frightened bunnies! Well, I've had enough! I'm going out to kill some humans like a real vampire, and if I happen to bump into the Slayer, I'll just have to kill her too. Or if she's in the mood for it, maybe I'll throw her a bit of a quick one. I'm outta here!
Spike leaves forcefully. Unfortunately, he has forgotten that the sun is still up. A few moments later, he runs back into the crypt, beating out the flames on his head and arms.
SPIKE: In a few minutes.