Inside The Venus Twister
If the Venus Twister did look like the asshole of the world from the outside, in the immortal words of "Jenee" "I don't give a flyin' fuck." This is the kind of place where they sweep up the teeth and hose down the cum, the blood and the wine at closing. Spike, Jet, Edward, Faye and Julia walk through the door. They each individually take in the sights and the smells. Spike is the first to say something. 'Now this is my kind of place! I could become a fucking regular.' In the back, topless dancers do lap dances with customers, while a sleazy sexy stripper strips to techno j-pop music, played at eardrum bursting level. Two bounty hunters are in a savage bare knuckle fight, surrounded by screaming customers of outlaws and bounty hunters. One of the dancers is a man with a saddle on his back, his name is Louie the wonderpony. The woman on his back, in the saddle, feet in the stirrups, hands on the reins, is Misty, his rider. They dance around to the cheers of the crowd. Bounty hunters and outlaws play pool in the back. Fights break out here about every ten minutes. The customers may start them, but the bouncer, Big Gordon, ends them. The man behind the bar is Razor Vicious. He eyes the group as they approach. Their difference from the usual gateway populate the Venus Twister disturbs him. He exchanges a knowing look across the room with Big Gordon, as the group bellies up to the bar. Bartender, 'Wine!'
'You can't come in here. This is a private club. You're not welcome.'
'Are you telling me I'm not good enough to drink here?'
'This bar is for bounty hunters and outlaws only. Now, get the hell out of here!' Big Gordon almost magically appears behind Spike and places his hand hard on Spike's shoulder and says to Spike in spanish. 'Walk, Pendaho.' Spike slowly turns his eyes to the big hand on his shoulder. and then says in a low tone. 'Take your hand off me.' Faye jumps in the middle.
'Now wait a minute, there's no reason to get ugly. There's just a misunderstanding going on here. You said this bar is for bounty hunters and outlaws, Well, I'm an outlaw.' Everybody looks at Faye as she talks she takes out her wallet and continues. 'If you look outside your door parked in your parking lot, you'll see a big ass cargo ship. That's mine. In order to drive that legally, you need a class two driver's license. This is the same license that the ship requires cargo ship drivers to carry in order to drive a cargo ship.' Faye takes the license out of her wallet and lays it on the bar table and continues. 'That is me, and this is my class two license. This is a bounty hunter and outlaw's bar, I am an outlaw, and these are my friends.' Everybody gets a little stunned after Faye's speech. Razor Vicious picks up the license, looks at Faye, looks at everyone in the party and smiles.
'Welcome to the Venus Twister. What can I get you?' Razor Vicious said to Faye Valentine as Spike brushes off Big Gordon's paw.
'Bottle of wine and five glasses.'
'Coming right up.' Razor Vicious' eyes go to Spike. Even though he has a big smile on his face, he looks like he's going to kill Spike Spiegel. But instead goes for the bottle. Big Gordon gives the party one last look and walks away. Jet gives Faye a buddy punch on the shoulder.
'Good job, Faye.' Spike is still frying an egg on his head and says.
'That's just fucking typical. Biggest number one problem with Venus, it's not service oriented. I was feeling so good, and those fucking spies brough me down.'
'Fuck them, shake it off.' Jet said as he puts his arm around Spike. Razor Vicious brings the bottle and the glasses. Spike looks at the guy, still pissed as he says to him.
'You serve food, Jose?'
'Best in Venus.' Razor Vicious knows Spike's taunting him with a racial slur, but he just smiles.
'I kinda doubt that. We're grabbin' a table, send over a waitress to take our order.' Spike walks away, and the group follows him. The five of them move across the floor to a table. As they walk, Julia attracts stares, wolf whistles and rude comments from some of the outlaws. Faye keeps near her friend. The dancers do their sexy routines. A big-chested, wild-hairded blone catches Ed's eyes. She winks at her. Jet leans over and whispers in Edward's ear. 'Anytime you want a lap dance with that broad, say the word. It's on me, kiddo.' Jet gives the tomboy's neck a squeeze. Faye's eyes survey the surroundings. Big Gordon and Razor Vicious quietly exchange words about the party in Japanese. 'They're not the normal road trash we normally feed on. But it'll be okay. No one knows they're here.' Razor Vicious says to Big Gordon in Japanese. The five of them find a table and sit down. Spike, still in a bad mood, takes the cork out of the wine bottle and tosses it. He pours Jet and himself a glass. 'Who else?' Spike asked.
'Pass.'
'Why not, against your religion?'
'No, I do drink, I'm just not drinking now.' Faye answered.
'Suit yourself, more for me. Eddie?' Edward shakes her head no.
'How about you, Julia? are safer in here with than wandering around a Venus gateway town all night long. Just don't do nothing stupid and we'll all get along fine.' Spike said as he turned to Julia.
'Julie, you sure you don't want a drink?'
'Okay, I'll have one.'
'No you won't.' Faye stopped her as Spike pours Julia a shot.
'Sorry, Faye, but I'm drinking and I don't like drinking alone. Bottoms up. girl.' Julia takes the drink and she, too, experiences a non-drinker's tremor. Spike then turns to Edward. 'How about you, tomboy? Ready for round two?' 'Okay.' Spike just passes her the bottle. She pours her own shot and knocks it back.
'Hey, Dr. Frank N' Furter , I think you just created a monster.' Jet said to Spike. Faye turns to Spike and asks quietly. 'Why are you so agitated?'
'I'm still stewing about that ape laying his hands on me. And that fucking bartender sticks a weed up my ass, too. He backed down. He's smiling at us. But behind his smile, he's saying, "Fuck you Jack." I hear that loud and fucking clear.' Spike said.
'What are you going to do?' Faye asked Spike while picking up the wine bottle.
'I'm gonna just sit here and drain this bottle. And when I've drunk the last drop, if I still feel then, the way I feel now, I'm gonna take this bottle and break it over his melon fucking head.'
'Before we stepped in here, you told all of us to be cool. That means you, too.' Faye said.
'I never said do what I do, I said do what I say.'
'Are you so much a fucking loser, you can't tell when you've won?' Faye asked as Jet, Julia and Edward both turned to Faye. Nobody can believe what she just said. Neither can Spike who calmly lays down his drinking glass.
'What did you call me?' he asked.
'Nothing. I didn't make a statement. I asked a question. Would you like me to ask it again?'
'Very well.'
'Are you such a loser you can't tell when you've won?' Faye paused for a moment and continued.
'The entire planet Mars, along with the ISSP, is looking for you. Did they find you? No. They couldn't. They had every entrance to the gateway covered. There's no way you could get across. Did you? Yes, you did. You've won, Spike, enjoy it.' Spike looks at Faye, then picks up the bottle.
'Faye, I want you to have a drink with me. I insist.' Faye slides her empty glass over to Spike. Spike pours booze in Faye's glass and his own. Both Faye and Spike pick up the glasses.
'To your family.'
'And to yours.' They both knock 'em back and slap the empty glasses down.
'Now, is your shit together?' She asked.
'Forever together.' Spike turns to Edward and says to her.
'In that cargo ship out there I saw a guitar. I take it that's yours.'
'Yeah, it's mine.'
'Go out and bring it in. I feel a song coming on.' Edward brings the guitar to Spike. Spike is sitting at the table, playing the guitar, singing "The Real Folk Blues." Some bounty hunters, outlaws, and ladies have gathered around their table. Everyone's grooving. Spike finishes the song and everybody applauses. Razor Vicious behind the bar grabs the greasy microphone that he uses to announce the dancers.
'And now for your viewing pleasure. The Mistress of the Macabre. The Epitome of Evil. The most sinister woman to dance on the face of Venus. Lowly bitches, get on your knees, bow your heads and worship at the feet of HILDA PANDEMONIUM!' The lights go down low. A light hits the stage. The crowd hushes up. And on the stage steps Hilda Pandemonium. This Venus goddess is beautiful, but not the beauty that Stendhal described in "As the Promise of Happiness," but the beauty of the siren who lures men to their doom. She dances to the sound of "Tank" by The Seatbelts, netlike she owned the stage, but like she owned the world. And if the patrons of the Venus Twister are her world, the world is proud to be her possession. All activity in the bar, save Hilda, stops. Even the Valentine/Bebop table falls under her spell. Especially Jet, Julia, and Edward. Spike knows this song and accompanies from the table with the guitar. When the music builds to it's explosive section. Hilda leaps from the stage, landing in the middle of the room. She does an eyes-closed voodoo dance in perfect step with the beat. As the music continues to play, a very fucked-up looking Antonio Pussy walks in. He goes over to Razor Vicious and points at Spike's table, describing what happened. As the last verse plays, Hilda, like a python, comes up from the ground, on top of the Valentine/Bebop table. Jet, Julia, and Edward are enraptured. Hilda scans the table, zeroing in on Jet Black. She stands over him. While moving her body to the music, she lifts up the wine bottle from the table, and pours the wine down her leg. She lifts up her foot, with the wine dripping from her toes, and sticks it in Jet's face. Jet, mesmerized, sucks the wine off her toes. The crowd goes wild. Hilda smiles, master of all she surveys. Faye and Julia are embarrassed. Julia, oddly enough, is turned on by the controlling power this woman had over a man she's deathly feared. Spike laughs out loud a Mexican "yi yi yiii" laugh, keeping the beat with Edward's guitar. Across the room, Razor Vicious, Antonio by his side, motions over Big Gordon. He begins explaining with pointing what Spike and company did to Antonio. Jet continues to suck her toes. The song ends, Hilda extracts her foot from Jet's mouth. Steps off the table. Takes a drink of wine. Looks down at the seated Jet. She grabs the back of his hair, yanks his head back. His mouth opens because she's hurting him. She leans her face over his like she's going to kiss him. Then let's the wine from her mouth fall into his. They never touch. The crowd applauses. She let's go of Jet's hair. Except Faye and Jet, both for their own reasons, the table applauses, none louder then Spike. 'Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Now that's what I call a fuckin' show!' One of Hilda's flunkies brings the naked woman a robe, which she puts on. Jet, still in a daze, looks up at his new lady friend as Spike snaps his fingers. 'Earth to Jet. Don't you wanna ask your new friend to join us?'
'Yeah.'
'Well, then ask her, dumbass.
'For favor, Senorita. Would you care to join us?'
'Muy bien, gracias.' Hilda sits down next to Jet. Spike pours her a drink.
'Jet Black, you lucky bastard! Now, little lady, you could of just as easily done that to me. Whoa Jenee! You got my dick harder'n Japanese arithmetic.' Spike said as the entire table laughs. 'Which reminds me of a joke. Little Red Riding Hood is walking through the forest and she comes across Little Bo Peep, and Little Bo Peep says: "Little Red Riding Hood, are you crazy? Don't you know the Big Bad Wolf is walking these woods and if he finds you he's gonna pull down your dress and squeeze your titties?" Then Little Red Riding Hood hitches up her skirt and taps a .357 Magnum she has holstered on her thigh and says: "No he won't."' As Spike tells his joke, Faye notices Razor Vicious, Big Gordon and Antonio moving rapidly towards their table.
'Oh, Shit!' Faye says to herself. 'Uh, Spike.'
'Not now, Faye.' Spike said as he waves her away. 'So finally she comes across the Big Bad Wolf and the Big Bad Wolf's laughing and says: "Little Red Riding Hood, you know better than to be walking around these woods alone. You know I'm just gonna have to pull down your dress and squeeze your titties." Then Little Red Riding Hood whips out her .357, cocks it, sticks it in the Big Bad Wolf's face and says: "No you won't. You're gonna eat me, just like the story says."' Spike starts laughing at his own joke uproariously. Jet, Julia, Edward and Hilda join in too. Before Faye can say anything -- 'Which one, Antonio?' Razor Vicious asked Antonio as he points at Spike.
'This piece of shit here, man. Broke my finger and my nose...and this faggot kicked me in the ribs while I was down.' 'Fuck off, ape man!' Big Gordon leans in with his hard hand, grabs Jet by the shoulder. Razor Vicious stabs Jet in his injured hand. Jet lets out a howl as blood pours from his wounded hand. Hilda steps back from the table. Spike jumps to his feet and fires a round from his .45 into Big Gordon, sending his bullet- ridden body to the floor. Razor Vicious whips out a straight version of the namesake and slashes Spike across the face. Spike screams at the top of his lungs as his hand goes up his laid open cheek. Jet, who has fallen to the ground holding his wound, brings up his .45 and starts blasting. Razor Vicious takes a bullet in the head, chest and belly before he hits the floor. Faye and her friends have hit the floor as well to stay out of gunfire. The bounty hunters, outlaws, waitresses and whores all stop what they were doing. The music continues to play though the dancers stop dancing. Hilda, who's closest to Spike Spiegel and Jet Black, smells something. Jet moves to his partner, who takes a handkerchief and puts it to his face. 'How are you, Spike?'
'Fucking scarred for life, that's how I am!' Spike said as he looks up and sees Antonio still standing there, laughing at the Bebop Gang.
'You thought it was pretty funny, didn't you, fuckhead?' Both Spike and Jet fire on Antonio. Antonio's blown left... right... left... right... then drops, Pointing their guns towards the crowd. 'Everybody be fuckin' cool, or you'll be just as dead as these fucks!' A special aroma fills Hilda's nostrils. Her eyes lock on Jet. The look on her face could easily be read as intense sexual desire. Julia looks up and watches on the floor, eyes are wide with fear, Hilda's transformation. Her nose recedes into her face like a rodent's. The whites of her eyes turn yellow. The fangs of a beast protrude from her mouth. 'Jet, look out!' Faye yells from the floor. before Jet can turn around, Hilda leaps across the floor, lands on his back and sinks her fangs into Jet's wounded arm. Jet lets loose with an agonizing scream. Spike turns to his partner's cry. He sees Hilda Pandemonium, like a mongoose attached to a cobra, legs wrapped around Jet's waist, fangs buried deep in his arm, and Jet screaming and slamming about, trying to knock her off.
'Shoot her! Shoot her! Get her off!' Jet screamed to Spike. Spike tries to aim his gun, but there's too much movement. He couldn't get a clear shot. Faye, Edward, and Julia can't believe what they're seeing. Jet can't take it anymore, his knees buckle. Hilda rides him down to the floor. Spike gets a clear shot, he takes aim and fires, hitting the vampire in the head, blowing her off of Jet's arm. Jet, who's on all fours, tries to stand and gets about half way before he stops. 'Fucking Bitch!' Jet said with his dying breath. He tumbles over, a corpse. Jet.. Suddenly, the eyes of Big Gordon, Razor Vicious and Antonio Pussy pop open. The "dead" men sit up with evil grins on their faces. The patrons scream. 'Dinner is served!' A whore locks the front door (which is a complicated lock with steel rods going into the ground), and turns toward the bar. The bounty hunters and outlaws who have been transfixed, watching the impossible, realize that the waitresses, naked dancers and whores who they were pawing just five minutes ago, have turned into green-eyed, razor-fanged, drool-dripping vampires. The Vampires attack. What follows is now a shark feeding frenzy. Whores, who had been sitting on customer's laps, sink their teeth into unshaven necks and throats. Naked strippers and bikers wail the shit out of each other. Outlaws get their heads caved in by women half their size. The patrons use whatever they can find to fend off the vampires like off a wrestling match: chairs, chair legs, broken bottles, switchblades, anything. Faye, Edward, and Julia make a dash and dive behind the bar. The three hide and watch the vampire massacre. Spike stands where his was, limp dick of a .45 in his hand, too freaked, scared and stunned to do anything. He stands motionless, watching what he can't believe. Behind him, Hilda, who lies next to the dead Jet Black, eyes begin to pop open. She rises in her snake/dance way. Spike feels her and spins in her direction, gun raised. 'Let's see if you taste as good as your partner.'
'Fuck you!' Spike said as she approaches Spike, who fires at her. BAM... BAM... BAM... CLICK... CLICK... CLICK... CLICK. She laughs and gives her hair a toss back. Spike, moving backwards, stands there. Hilda gives him a swinging roundhouse punch to the jaw that sends him flying over a table, sliding across the floor and into the wall. A bad ass outlaw named Carlos, with a hideous burn on the side, a cigar in his mouth, stands on top of a pool table, swinging a pool cue, left to right, fending off vampires. Big Gordon picks up a bounty hunter who stabbed him with a switchblade and throws the poor bastard from one end of the bar to the other. The outlaw-winner of the bare knuckle fight, Jobin, goes head to head with a stripper. The vampire might have superhuman strength, but Jobin has close to superhuman strength, and he's matching the vampire bitch blow for blow. Then he grabs the vampire by the waist, lifts her up over his head and brings her down hard on an upturned table, impaling her on the wooden leg. Carlos is still swinging his pool cue, when Razor Vicious appears, straight razor in hand. Carlos jumps off the table to meet the challenge. Razor Vicious swings at him, Carlos leaps back, swinging his pool cue at him. They do this dance, till Carlos cracks Vicious upside the head with the pool cue, breaking it in half. Vicious feels the hit. Carlos plunges the splintered end of the cue in Razor Vicious' heart. Green blood comes out of his chest, as Vicious screams the vampire's death scream. Spike comes to and finds Hilda standing over him. He tries to rise, but Hilda places her bare foot on his chest, pinning him down to the floor. He tries to move, but the pressure of her foot is equivalent to an engine block placed on his chest. 'I'm not gonna drain you completely. You're gonna turn for me, You'll be my slave. You'll live for me. You'll eat bugs because I order it. Because I don't think you're worthy of human blood, you'll feed on the blood of stray dogs. You'll be my foot stool. And at my command, you'll lick the dog shit from my boot heel. Since you'll be my dog, your new name will be "Spud." Welcome to slavery.'
'No thanks i already have a girlfriend.' Hilda looking down at Spike, her face contorts to feed mode, when a flying wine bottle complaments of Faye Valentine hits her square in the head, shattering. Hilda, bathed in wine and broken glass, is momentarily dazed. She looks down at Spike. Spike sits up, .45 in hand and fires. Hilda is hit in the chest. The bullet from the gun makes the liquor-soaked robe ignite. Hilda screams as she goes up in flames. Big Gordon sees Hilda's fiery death. He turns his hateful gaze on the two humans. We may be in trouble. Spike and Faye see Big Gordon zeroing in on them, Then they see him move his big frame in their direction. Spike turns to Faye. Big Gordon walks steadily through the bar like Godzilla walks through Tokyo. Tipping over tables, knocking fighting vampires and humans alike on their asses on his way to stamp out Spike and Faye. A bounty hunter jumps in his path to attack him, with a quick swing of his hand the bounty hunter is brushed aside, receiving a broken neck for the effort. Big Gordon never breaks his stride or takes his eyes off Spike and Faye. Spike and Faye both grab pieces of wood, holding it like a weapon, but the wood looks puny compared to their opponent. Big Gordon stands in front of them. The two hold their wood tight. Fangs grow in Big Gordon's mouth that make him look like a huge walking shark. Just when Big Gordon's ready to strike, he hears behind him, 'Hey, you, monkey man!' Big Gordon turns and sees Jobin across the room. 'Anything you gotta say to them, say to me first.' Both Spike and Faye attack Big Gordon from behind. He effortlessly knocks them away. They both hit the ground. Jobin gestures with his hand to Big Gordon to "come ahead." Big Gordon charges towards Jobin, like a runaway locomotive. Jobin stands his ground waiting for impact. The two huge men collide. What follows is literally a war of the Gargantuans. The two mastiffs pound each other till one buckles. Finally, the one who buckles first is Big Gordon, who hits the floor. Once on the floor, Spike and Faye, stand over the huge vampire, beating him with clubs and pipes, like Mars' finest. The vampire can do nothing except squirm on the floor from the savage beating. That's enough. Jobin said as Spike and Faye stop. Jobin holds a pool cue in his hand. He snaps off the end tip, making it jagged, and like a spear, sticks it into big vampire's fallen body. Big Gordon, screams, twitches and dies. The pool cue sticks out straight up from the dead vampire. Antonio Pussy spies Ms. Cherry Pie Pussy herself, Julia. He breaks into a lecherous grin and licks the blood from around his mouth. Julia and Edward are cowering behind the bar when Antonio appears over the top. They both let out a scream. Edward goes to protect her friend and receives a punch in the face for her trouble. Antonio dives at Julia. 'You know what everybody says about me? huh? I suck!' he said as he goes to bite Julia, grabbing at her trenchcoat, and sees her crucifix earrings. He recoils backwards. Edward grabs hold of his head from behind. Julia jumps up from the floor, removing her earrings and grabs Antonio by his mouth, opening it. She shoves both crosses inside. Antonio's eyes roll up back into his head. Edward slaps Antonio hard on the back. Antonio has swallowed the crucifix. A sizzling sound is heard moving down from his throat to his belly. He opens his mouth and lets out a noise similar to a train whistle. He jumps up from behind the bar, doing a wild dance from pain. He jumps from wall to wall and floor to ceiling screaming all the while. Julia removes her shades as she and Edward watch him from the bar, mischievous grins on their faces. Antonio is on his knees, arms stretched out, yelling at the top of his lungs like a vampire King Lear. 'I-AM-IN-AGONNNYYYY!' Antonio breaks off a chair leg, muttering to himself. 'Stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain...' He plunges the stake into his own heart, but instead of the vampire's cry that escapes from the others upon being staked, Antonio lets out a sigh of relief and Julia puts her shades back on. By this time there are not too many people left. Most of the vampires have been killed by wooden stakes and most of the customers have been butchered or drained. All that's left on the vampire side are two naked dancers and two whores. On the human side are Spike Spiegel, Faye Valentine, Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV, Julia, Jobin, and Carlos. All the humans are holding wooden stakes. The humans group together. The four female vampires charge, teeth exposed, snarling and dripping with blood. Spike, Faye, Jobin, and Carlos raise their weapons and slam, almost simultaneously, the four vampires. All the staked bodies hit the floor. Edward and Julia run from behind the bar to their friend's side. They all stand looking at the horrible carnage that has taken place. The floor is littered with dead bodies. At that moment a bright flash erupts, illuminating everyone's face. The sound of quick burning flames fills the air. Everybody shields their eyes except for Julia since she has her shades on from the intense light, which lasts only a split second. It vanishes, along with the bodies of the vampires. All that remains is a smoldering mess of goo where the bodies once lay. The all stare at the mess for a few seconds and then run for the door. It's locked. They bang on the door, but it's useless. It ain't budging, yet they all go on banging. Except for Spike. He never ran for the door. He walks over to his dead partner's body and kneels beside it. He takes his dead hand. 'I'm sorry I fucked things up. You'd really like it in Venus. We'd find peace there. I'll miss you so bad partner.' Jet's eyes pop open. they're yellow. Spike raises his head in surprise. 'I'm glad you feel that way, Spike.' Jet grabs Spike by the front of his shirt and pulls him down to him. Fangs are now exposed. Spike tries to pull away. He screams for the others to help. Jet pulls Spike down to striking distance and opens his mouth to take the big bite, when Jobin grabs Spike from behind and yanks him from Jet's grasp. Faye, Carlos, Edward and Julia have surrounded Jet and proceed to kick him and stomp his head. Jobin picks up a chair and smashes it against a wall. He picks up one of the chair legs and walks over to where the others are holding Jet down. Jet sees the wood in the bounty hunter's hand. He knows what that means. Spike whips out his .45 and points it at Jobin. 'Touch my partner with that stake, bounty hunter, and vampires won't need to suck your blood, they'll be able to lick it up off the floor.'
'He ain't your partner no more.'
'That's a matter of opinion, and I don't give a fuck about your's.' Faye, Carlos, Edward and Julia continue to hold Jet down to the ground.
'Don't be an idiot, he'll kill us all!' Spike aims his gun at the group and Jet giggles evily. Spike, still holding the outstretched gun, takes the stake out of Jobin's hand. Spike lowers the .45.
'Hold him down. Jet, here is the peace in death I could never give you in life.' Spike puts the stake over Jet's heart. Using the butt of his .45 like a hammer, he pounds the stake into Jet's heart. Jet screams and dies. They all stand around the body as it bursts into flames and disintegrates into goo. Spike breaks away from the group and walks over to the bar. He grabs a bottle of wine and starts downing it. Julia, of all people, walks away from the group and joins Spike at the bar.
'Are you alright, Spike?' Julia asked.
'Peachy! Why shouldn't I be? The world's my oyster, except for the fact that I just rammed a wooden stake into my partner's heart because he turned into a vampire, even though I don't believe in vampires. Aside from that unfortunate business, everything's hunky-dory.'
'Look Spike, I'm really sorry.' she said.
'Bullshit, Julia! Bullshit! You hate us. If you had half a chance you'd feed us to them bloodsucking cocksuckers!'
'Then why didn't I?' Faye asked as she walks over to Spike.
'I saved your life. I didn't have to, but I did. And I'm sorry you lost your partner. I'm sorry he's dead. I'm sorry everybody's dead. Now, if we're gonna get out of this we need each other. And we need you sober and thinking, not drunk and...' As Faye has been talking, a sound has started that has grown louder and louder. Faye stops in mid-sentence to identify it.
'What the hell was that?'
'At first I just thought it was birds.' Carlos said.
'No, it's more of a gnawing sound. Birds peck, they don't gnaw. Rats gnaw.' Jobin said as Spike puts the bottle in his hand down.
'It's bats.' Spike said.
If the Venus Twister did look like the asshole of the world from the outside, in the immortal words of "Jenee" "I don't give a flyin' fuck." This is the kind of place where they sweep up the teeth and hose down the cum, the blood and the wine at closing. Spike, Jet, Edward, Faye and Julia walk through the door. They each individually take in the sights and the smells. Spike is the first to say something. 'Now this is my kind of place! I could become a fucking regular.' In the back, topless dancers do lap dances with customers, while a sleazy sexy stripper strips to techno j-pop music, played at eardrum bursting level. Two bounty hunters are in a savage bare knuckle fight, surrounded by screaming customers of outlaws and bounty hunters. One of the dancers is a man with a saddle on his back, his name is Louie the wonderpony. The woman on his back, in the saddle, feet in the stirrups, hands on the reins, is Misty, his rider. They dance around to the cheers of the crowd. Bounty hunters and outlaws play pool in the back. Fights break out here about every ten minutes. The customers may start them, but the bouncer, Big Gordon, ends them. The man behind the bar is Razor Vicious. He eyes the group as they approach. Their difference from the usual gateway populate the Venus Twister disturbs him. He exchanges a knowing look across the room with Big Gordon, as the group bellies up to the bar. Bartender, 'Wine!'
'You can't come in here. This is a private club. You're not welcome.'
'Are you telling me I'm not good enough to drink here?'
'This bar is for bounty hunters and outlaws only. Now, get the hell out of here!' Big Gordon almost magically appears behind Spike and places his hand hard on Spike's shoulder and says to Spike in spanish. 'Walk, Pendaho.' Spike slowly turns his eyes to the big hand on his shoulder. and then says in a low tone. 'Take your hand off me.' Faye jumps in the middle.
'Now wait a minute, there's no reason to get ugly. There's just a misunderstanding going on here. You said this bar is for bounty hunters and outlaws, Well, I'm an outlaw.' Everybody looks at Faye as she talks she takes out her wallet and continues. 'If you look outside your door parked in your parking lot, you'll see a big ass cargo ship. That's mine. In order to drive that legally, you need a class two driver's license. This is the same license that the ship requires cargo ship drivers to carry in order to drive a cargo ship.' Faye takes the license out of her wallet and lays it on the bar table and continues. 'That is me, and this is my class two license. This is a bounty hunter and outlaw's bar, I am an outlaw, and these are my friends.' Everybody gets a little stunned after Faye's speech. Razor Vicious picks up the license, looks at Faye, looks at everyone in the party and smiles.
'Welcome to the Venus Twister. What can I get you?' Razor Vicious said to Faye Valentine as Spike brushes off Big Gordon's paw.
'Bottle of wine and five glasses.'
'Coming right up.' Razor Vicious' eyes go to Spike. Even though he has a big smile on his face, he looks like he's going to kill Spike Spiegel. But instead goes for the bottle. Big Gordon gives the party one last look and walks away. Jet gives Faye a buddy punch on the shoulder.
'Good job, Faye.' Spike is still frying an egg on his head and says.
'That's just fucking typical. Biggest number one problem with Venus, it's not service oriented. I was feeling so good, and those fucking spies brough me down.'
'Fuck them, shake it off.' Jet said as he puts his arm around Spike. Razor Vicious brings the bottle and the glasses. Spike looks at the guy, still pissed as he says to him.
'You serve food, Jose?'
'Best in Venus.' Razor Vicious knows Spike's taunting him with a racial slur, but he just smiles.
'I kinda doubt that. We're grabbin' a table, send over a waitress to take our order.' Spike walks away, and the group follows him. The five of them move across the floor to a table. As they walk, Julia attracts stares, wolf whistles and rude comments from some of the outlaws. Faye keeps near her friend. The dancers do their sexy routines. A big-chested, wild-hairded blone catches Ed's eyes. She winks at her. Jet leans over and whispers in Edward's ear. 'Anytime you want a lap dance with that broad, say the word. It's on me, kiddo.' Jet gives the tomboy's neck a squeeze. Faye's eyes survey the surroundings. Big Gordon and Razor Vicious quietly exchange words about the party in Japanese. 'They're not the normal road trash we normally feed on. But it'll be okay. No one knows they're here.' Razor Vicious says to Big Gordon in Japanese. The five of them find a table and sit down. Spike, still in a bad mood, takes the cork out of the wine bottle and tosses it. He pours Jet and himself a glass. 'Who else?' Spike asked.
'Pass.'
'Why not, against your religion?'
'No, I do drink, I'm just not drinking now.' Faye answered.
'Suit yourself, more for me. Eddie?' Edward shakes her head no.
'How about you, Julia? are safer in here with than wandering around a Venus gateway town all night long. Just don't do nothing stupid and we'll all get along fine.' Spike said as he turned to Julia.
'Julie, you sure you don't want a drink?'
'Okay, I'll have one.'
'No you won't.' Faye stopped her as Spike pours Julia a shot.
'Sorry, Faye, but I'm drinking and I don't like drinking alone. Bottoms up. girl.' Julia takes the drink and she, too, experiences a non-drinker's tremor. Spike then turns to Edward. 'How about you, tomboy? Ready for round two?' 'Okay.' Spike just passes her the bottle. She pours her own shot and knocks it back.
'Hey, Dr. Frank N' Furter , I think you just created a monster.' Jet said to Spike. Faye turns to Spike and asks quietly. 'Why are you so agitated?'
'I'm still stewing about that ape laying his hands on me. And that fucking bartender sticks a weed up my ass, too. He backed down. He's smiling at us. But behind his smile, he's saying, "Fuck you Jack." I hear that loud and fucking clear.' Spike said.
'What are you going to do?' Faye asked Spike while picking up the wine bottle.
'I'm gonna just sit here and drain this bottle. And when I've drunk the last drop, if I still feel then, the way I feel now, I'm gonna take this bottle and break it over his melon fucking head.'
'Before we stepped in here, you told all of us to be cool. That means you, too.' Faye said.
'I never said do what I do, I said do what I say.'
'Are you so much a fucking loser, you can't tell when you've won?' Faye asked as Jet, Julia and Edward both turned to Faye. Nobody can believe what she just said. Neither can Spike who calmly lays down his drinking glass.
'What did you call me?' he asked.
'Nothing. I didn't make a statement. I asked a question. Would you like me to ask it again?'
'Very well.'
'Are you such a loser you can't tell when you've won?' Faye paused for a moment and continued.
'The entire planet Mars, along with the ISSP, is looking for you. Did they find you? No. They couldn't. They had every entrance to the gateway covered. There's no way you could get across. Did you? Yes, you did. You've won, Spike, enjoy it.' Spike looks at Faye, then picks up the bottle.
'Faye, I want you to have a drink with me. I insist.' Faye slides her empty glass over to Spike. Spike pours booze in Faye's glass and his own. Both Faye and Spike pick up the glasses.
'To your family.'
'And to yours.' They both knock 'em back and slap the empty glasses down.
'Now, is your shit together?' She asked.
'Forever together.' Spike turns to Edward and says to her.
'In that cargo ship out there I saw a guitar. I take it that's yours.'
'Yeah, it's mine.'
'Go out and bring it in. I feel a song coming on.' Edward brings the guitar to Spike. Spike is sitting at the table, playing the guitar, singing "The Real Folk Blues." Some bounty hunters, outlaws, and ladies have gathered around their table. Everyone's grooving. Spike finishes the song and everybody applauses. Razor Vicious behind the bar grabs the greasy microphone that he uses to announce the dancers.
'And now for your viewing pleasure. The Mistress of the Macabre. The Epitome of Evil. The most sinister woman to dance on the face of Venus. Lowly bitches, get on your knees, bow your heads and worship at the feet of HILDA PANDEMONIUM!' The lights go down low. A light hits the stage. The crowd hushes up. And on the stage steps Hilda Pandemonium. This Venus goddess is beautiful, but not the beauty that Stendhal described in "As the Promise of Happiness," but the beauty of the siren who lures men to their doom. She dances to the sound of "Tank" by The Seatbelts, netlike she owned the stage, but like she owned the world. And if the patrons of the Venus Twister are her world, the world is proud to be her possession. All activity in the bar, save Hilda, stops. Even the Valentine/Bebop table falls under her spell. Especially Jet, Julia, and Edward. Spike knows this song and accompanies from the table with the guitar. When the music builds to it's explosive section. Hilda leaps from the stage, landing in the middle of the room. She does an eyes-closed voodoo dance in perfect step with the beat. As the music continues to play, a very fucked-up looking Antonio Pussy walks in. He goes over to Razor Vicious and points at Spike's table, describing what happened. As the last verse plays, Hilda, like a python, comes up from the ground, on top of the Valentine/Bebop table. Jet, Julia, and Edward are enraptured. Hilda scans the table, zeroing in on Jet Black. She stands over him. While moving her body to the music, she lifts up the wine bottle from the table, and pours the wine down her leg. She lifts up her foot, with the wine dripping from her toes, and sticks it in Jet's face. Jet, mesmerized, sucks the wine off her toes. The crowd goes wild. Hilda smiles, master of all she surveys. Faye and Julia are embarrassed. Julia, oddly enough, is turned on by the controlling power this woman had over a man she's deathly feared. Spike laughs out loud a Mexican "yi yi yiii" laugh, keeping the beat with Edward's guitar. Across the room, Razor Vicious, Antonio by his side, motions over Big Gordon. He begins explaining with pointing what Spike and company did to Antonio. Jet continues to suck her toes. The song ends, Hilda extracts her foot from Jet's mouth. Steps off the table. Takes a drink of wine. Looks down at the seated Jet. She grabs the back of his hair, yanks his head back. His mouth opens because she's hurting him. She leans her face over his like she's going to kiss him. Then let's the wine from her mouth fall into his. They never touch. The crowd applauses. She let's go of Jet's hair. Except Faye and Jet, both for their own reasons, the table applauses, none louder then Spike. 'Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Now that's what I call a fuckin' show!' One of Hilda's flunkies brings the naked woman a robe, which she puts on. Jet, still in a daze, looks up at his new lady friend as Spike snaps his fingers. 'Earth to Jet. Don't you wanna ask your new friend to join us?'
'Yeah.'
'Well, then ask her, dumbass.
'For favor, Senorita. Would you care to join us?'
'Muy bien, gracias.' Hilda sits down next to Jet. Spike pours her a drink.
'Jet Black, you lucky bastard! Now, little lady, you could of just as easily done that to me. Whoa Jenee! You got my dick harder'n Japanese arithmetic.' Spike said as the entire table laughs. 'Which reminds me of a joke. Little Red Riding Hood is walking through the forest and she comes across Little Bo Peep, and Little Bo Peep says: "Little Red Riding Hood, are you crazy? Don't you know the Big Bad Wolf is walking these woods and if he finds you he's gonna pull down your dress and squeeze your titties?" Then Little Red Riding Hood hitches up her skirt and taps a .357 Magnum she has holstered on her thigh and says: "No he won't."' As Spike tells his joke, Faye notices Razor Vicious, Big Gordon and Antonio moving rapidly towards their table.
'Oh, Shit!' Faye says to herself. 'Uh, Spike.'
'Not now, Faye.' Spike said as he waves her away. 'So finally she comes across the Big Bad Wolf and the Big Bad Wolf's laughing and says: "Little Red Riding Hood, you know better than to be walking around these woods alone. You know I'm just gonna have to pull down your dress and squeeze your titties." Then Little Red Riding Hood whips out her .357, cocks it, sticks it in the Big Bad Wolf's face and says: "No you won't. You're gonna eat me, just like the story says."' Spike starts laughing at his own joke uproariously. Jet, Julia, Edward and Hilda join in too. Before Faye can say anything -- 'Which one, Antonio?' Razor Vicious asked Antonio as he points at Spike.
'This piece of shit here, man. Broke my finger and my nose...and this faggot kicked me in the ribs while I was down.' 'Fuck off, ape man!' Big Gordon leans in with his hard hand, grabs Jet by the shoulder. Razor Vicious stabs Jet in his injured hand. Jet lets out a howl as blood pours from his wounded hand. Hilda steps back from the table. Spike jumps to his feet and fires a round from his .45 into Big Gordon, sending his bullet- ridden body to the floor. Razor Vicious whips out a straight version of the namesake and slashes Spike across the face. Spike screams at the top of his lungs as his hand goes up his laid open cheek. Jet, who has fallen to the ground holding his wound, brings up his .45 and starts blasting. Razor Vicious takes a bullet in the head, chest and belly before he hits the floor. Faye and her friends have hit the floor as well to stay out of gunfire. The bounty hunters, outlaws, waitresses and whores all stop what they were doing. The music continues to play though the dancers stop dancing. Hilda, who's closest to Spike Spiegel and Jet Black, smells something. Jet moves to his partner, who takes a handkerchief and puts it to his face. 'How are you, Spike?'
'Fucking scarred for life, that's how I am!' Spike said as he looks up and sees Antonio still standing there, laughing at the Bebop Gang.
'You thought it was pretty funny, didn't you, fuckhead?' Both Spike and Jet fire on Antonio. Antonio's blown left... right... left... right... then drops, Pointing their guns towards the crowd. 'Everybody be fuckin' cool, or you'll be just as dead as these fucks!' A special aroma fills Hilda's nostrils. Her eyes lock on Jet. The look on her face could easily be read as intense sexual desire. Julia looks up and watches on the floor, eyes are wide with fear, Hilda's transformation. Her nose recedes into her face like a rodent's. The whites of her eyes turn yellow. The fangs of a beast protrude from her mouth. 'Jet, look out!' Faye yells from the floor. before Jet can turn around, Hilda leaps across the floor, lands on his back and sinks her fangs into Jet's wounded arm. Jet lets loose with an agonizing scream. Spike turns to his partner's cry. He sees Hilda Pandemonium, like a mongoose attached to a cobra, legs wrapped around Jet's waist, fangs buried deep in his arm, and Jet screaming and slamming about, trying to knock her off.
'Shoot her! Shoot her! Get her off!' Jet screamed to Spike. Spike tries to aim his gun, but there's too much movement. He couldn't get a clear shot. Faye, Edward, and Julia can't believe what they're seeing. Jet can't take it anymore, his knees buckle. Hilda rides him down to the floor. Spike gets a clear shot, he takes aim and fires, hitting the vampire in the head, blowing her off of Jet's arm. Jet, who's on all fours, tries to stand and gets about half way before he stops. 'Fucking Bitch!' Jet said with his dying breath. He tumbles over, a corpse. Jet.. Suddenly, the eyes of Big Gordon, Razor Vicious and Antonio Pussy pop open. The "dead" men sit up with evil grins on their faces. The patrons scream. 'Dinner is served!' A whore locks the front door (which is a complicated lock with steel rods going into the ground), and turns toward the bar. The bounty hunters and outlaws who have been transfixed, watching the impossible, realize that the waitresses, naked dancers and whores who they were pawing just five minutes ago, have turned into green-eyed, razor-fanged, drool-dripping vampires. The Vampires attack. What follows is now a shark feeding frenzy. Whores, who had been sitting on customer's laps, sink their teeth into unshaven necks and throats. Naked strippers and bikers wail the shit out of each other. Outlaws get their heads caved in by women half their size. The patrons use whatever they can find to fend off the vampires like off a wrestling match: chairs, chair legs, broken bottles, switchblades, anything. Faye, Edward, and Julia make a dash and dive behind the bar. The three hide and watch the vampire massacre. Spike stands where his was, limp dick of a .45 in his hand, too freaked, scared and stunned to do anything. He stands motionless, watching what he can't believe. Behind him, Hilda, who lies next to the dead Jet Black, eyes begin to pop open. She rises in her snake/dance way. Spike feels her and spins in her direction, gun raised. 'Let's see if you taste as good as your partner.'
'Fuck you!' Spike said as she approaches Spike, who fires at her. BAM... BAM... BAM... CLICK... CLICK... CLICK... CLICK. She laughs and gives her hair a toss back. Spike, moving backwards, stands there. Hilda gives him a swinging roundhouse punch to the jaw that sends him flying over a table, sliding across the floor and into the wall. A bad ass outlaw named Carlos, with a hideous burn on the side, a cigar in his mouth, stands on top of a pool table, swinging a pool cue, left to right, fending off vampires. Big Gordon picks up a bounty hunter who stabbed him with a switchblade and throws the poor bastard from one end of the bar to the other. The outlaw-winner of the bare knuckle fight, Jobin, goes head to head with a stripper. The vampire might have superhuman strength, but Jobin has close to superhuman strength, and he's matching the vampire bitch blow for blow. Then he grabs the vampire by the waist, lifts her up over his head and brings her down hard on an upturned table, impaling her on the wooden leg. Carlos is still swinging his pool cue, when Razor Vicious appears, straight razor in hand. Carlos jumps off the table to meet the challenge. Razor Vicious swings at him, Carlos leaps back, swinging his pool cue at him. They do this dance, till Carlos cracks Vicious upside the head with the pool cue, breaking it in half. Vicious feels the hit. Carlos plunges the splintered end of the cue in Razor Vicious' heart. Green blood comes out of his chest, as Vicious screams the vampire's death scream. Spike comes to and finds Hilda standing over him. He tries to rise, but Hilda places her bare foot on his chest, pinning him down to the floor. He tries to move, but the pressure of her foot is equivalent to an engine block placed on his chest. 'I'm not gonna drain you completely. You're gonna turn for me, You'll be my slave. You'll live for me. You'll eat bugs because I order it. Because I don't think you're worthy of human blood, you'll feed on the blood of stray dogs. You'll be my foot stool. And at my command, you'll lick the dog shit from my boot heel. Since you'll be my dog, your new name will be "Spud." Welcome to slavery.'
'No thanks i already have a girlfriend.' Hilda looking down at Spike, her face contorts to feed mode, when a flying wine bottle complaments of Faye Valentine hits her square in the head, shattering. Hilda, bathed in wine and broken glass, is momentarily dazed. She looks down at Spike. Spike sits up, .45 in hand and fires. Hilda is hit in the chest. The bullet from the gun makes the liquor-soaked robe ignite. Hilda screams as she goes up in flames. Big Gordon sees Hilda's fiery death. He turns his hateful gaze on the two humans. We may be in trouble. Spike and Faye see Big Gordon zeroing in on them, Then they see him move his big frame in their direction. Spike turns to Faye. Big Gordon walks steadily through the bar like Godzilla walks through Tokyo. Tipping over tables, knocking fighting vampires and humans alike on their asses on his way to stamp out Spike and Faye. A bounty hunter jumps in his path to attack him, with a quick swing of his hand the bounty hunter is brushed aside, receiving a broken neck for the effort. Big Gordon never breaks his stride or takes his eyes off Spike and Faye. Spike and Faye both grab pieces of wood, holding it like a weapon, but the wood looks puny compared to their opponent. Big Gordon stands in front of them. The two hold their wood tight. Fangs grow in Big Gordon's mouth that make him look like a huge walking shark. Just when Big Gordon's ready to strike, he hears behind him, 'Hey, you, monkey man!' Big Gordon turns and sees Jobin across the room. 'Anything you gotta say to them, say to me first.' Both Spike and Faye attack Big Gordon from behind. He effortlessly knocks them away. They both hit the ground. Jobin gestures with his hand to Big Gordon to "come ahead." Big Gordon charges towards Jobin, like a runaway locomotive. Jobin stands his ground waiting for impact. The two huge men collide. What follows is literally a war of the Gargantuans. The two mastiffs pound each other till one buckles. Finally, the one who buckles first is Big Gordon, who hits the floor. Once on the floor, Spike and Faye, stand over the huge vampire, beating him with clubs and pipes, like Mars' finest. The vampire can do nothing except squirm on the floor from the savage beating. That's enough. Jobin said as Spike and Faye stop. Jobin holds a pool cue in his hand. He snaps off the end tip, making it jagged, and like a spear, sticks it into big vampire's fallen body. Big Gordon, screams, twitches and dies. The pool cue sticks out straight up from the dead vampire. Antonio Pussy spies Ms. Cherry Pie Pussy herself, Julia. He breaks into a lecherous grin and licks the blood from around his mouth. Julia and Edward are cowering behind the bar when Antonio appears over the top. They both let out a scream. Edward goes to protect her friend and receives a punch in the face for her trouble. Antonio dives at Julia. 'You know what everybody says about me? huh? I suck!' he said as he goes to bite Julia, grabbing at her trenchcoat, and sees her crucifix earrings. He recoils backwards. Edward grabs hold of his head from behind. Julia jumps up from the floor, removing her earrings and grabs Antonio by his mouth, opening it. She shoves both crosses inside. Antonio's eyes roll up back into his head. Edward slaps Antonio hard on the back. Antonio has swallowed the crucifix. A sizzling sound is heard moving down from his throat to his belly. He opens his mouth and lets out a noise similar to a train whistle. He jumps up from behind the bar, doing a wild dance from pain. He jumps from wall to wall and floor to ceiling screaming all the while. Julia removes her shades as she and Edward watch him from the bar, mischievous grins on their faces. Antonio is on his knees, arms stretched out, yelling at the top of his lungs like a vampire King Lear. 'I-AM-IN-AGONNNYYYY!' Antonio breaks off a chair leg, muttering to himself. 'Stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain, stop the pain...' He plunges the stake into his own heart, but instead of the vampire's cry that escapes from the others upon being staked, Antonio lets out a sigh of relief and Julia puts her shades back on. By this time there are not too many people left. Most of the vampires have been killed by wooden stakes and most of the customers have been butchered or drained. All that's left on the vampire side are two naked dancers and two whores. On the human side are Spike Spiegel, Faye Valentine, Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV, Julia, Jobin, and Carlos. All the humans are holding wooden stakes. The humans group together. The four female vampires charge, teeth exposed, snarling and dripping with blood. Spike, Faye, Jobin, and Carlos raise their weapons and slam, almost simultaneously, the four vampires. All the staked bodies hit the floor. Edward and Julia run from behind the bar to their friend's side. They all stand looking at the horrible carnage that has taken place. The floor is littered with dead bodies. At that moment a bright flash erupts, illuminating everyone's face. The sound of quick burning flames fills the air. Everybody shields their eyes except for Julia since she has her shades on from the intense light, which lasts only a split second. It vanishes, along with the bodies of the vampires. All that remains is a smoldering mess of goo where the bodies once lay. The all stare at the mess for a few seconds and then run for the door. It's locked. They bang on the door, but it's useless. It ain't budging, yet they all go on banging. Except for Spike. He never ran for the door. He walks over to his dead partner's body and kneels beside it. He takes his dead hand. 'I'm sorry I fucked things up. You'd really like it in Venus. We'd find peace there. I'll miss you so bad partner.' Jet's eyes pop open. they're yellow. Spike raises his head in surprise. 'I'm glad you feel that way, Spike.' Jet grabs Spike by the front of his shirt and pulls him down to him. Fangs are now exposed. Spike tries to pull away. He screams for the others to help. Jet pulls Spike down to striking distance and opens his mouth to take the big bite, when Jobin grabs Spike from behind and yanks him from Jet's grasp. Faye, Carlos, Edward and Julia have surrounded Jet and proceed to kick him and stomp his head. Jobin picks up a chair and smashes it against a wall. He picks up one of the chair legs and walks over to where the others are holding Jet down. Jet sees the wood in the bounty hunter's hand. He knows what that means. Spike whips out his .45 and points it at Jobin. 'Touch my partner with that stake, bounty hunter, and vampires won't need to suck your blood, they'll be able to lick it up off the floor.'
'He ain't your partner no more.'
'That's a matter of opinion, and I don't give a fuck about your's.' Faye, Carlos, Edward and Julia continue to hold Jet down to the ground.
'Don't be an idiot, he'll kill us all!' Spike aims his gun at the group and Jet giggles evily. Spike, still holding the outstretched gun, takes the stake out of Jobin's hand. Spike lowers the .45.
'Hold him down. Jet, here is the peace in death I could never give you in life.' Spike puts the stake over Jet's heart. Using the butt of his .45 like a hammer, he pounds the stake into Jet's heart. Jet screams and dies. They all stand around the body as it bursts into flames and disintegrates into goo. Spike breaks away from the group and walks over to the bar. He grabs a bottle of wine and starts downing it. Julia, of all people, walks away from the group and joins Spike at the bar.
'Are you alright, Spike?' Julia asked.
'Peachy! Why shouldn't I be? The world's my oyster, except for the fact that I just rammed a wooden stake into my partner's heart because he turned into a vampire, even though I don't believe in vampires. Aside from that unfortunate business, everything's hunky-dory.'
'Look Spike, I'm really sorry.' she said.
'Bullshit, Julia! Bullshit! You hate us. If you had half a chance you'd feed us to them bloodsucking cocksuckers!'
'Then why didn't I?' Faye asked as she walks over to Spike.
'I saved your life. I didn't have to, but I did. And I'm sorry you lost your partner. I'm sorry he's dead. I'm sorry everybody's dead. Now, if we're gonna get out of this we need each other. And we need you sober and thinking, not drunk and...' As Faye has been talking, a sound has started that has grown louder and louder. Faye stops in mid-sentence to identify it.
'What the hell was that?'
'At first I just thought it was birds.' Carlos said.
'No, it's more of a gnawing sound. Birds peck, they don't gnaw. Rats gnaw.' Jobin said as Spike puts the bottle in his hand down.
'It's bats.' Spike said.