ANGELUS: Are you sure Buffy would approve?
SPIKE: I'll tell her a group of girls came walking by and you attacked them. Staking you was the only way to save their innocent lives. She won't be happy. But she'd understand. I'll say I warned you, tried to stop you, but you were too stupid and pigheaded to listen. Plus, I don't think she's ever been more pissed off at Angel than she is right now. If there ever was a time I could get away with offing you, this is it.
ANGELUS: Like you could kill me.
SPIKE: Then why would you ask if Buffy would approve? If there was no chance of me beating you, that question would be moot. And yet you asked it. Which means you think it's possible.
ANGELUS: It means I question your sincerity.
SPIKE: You think I'm bluffing? You're right. I wouldn't mind having you dead. But I would prefer to have Angel around, so I can rub his face in the recent developments. He's so good at suffering. It's wut he was built for.
ANGELUS: So you stand to gain little from my death. While when I kill you I escape, continue ravaging this town, and elude Buffy. You make a very good argument for killing you.
SPIKE: We both knew sooner of later it would have to come to this. What better place than here? What better time than now?
ANGELUS: I had a sneaking suspicion you wanted someone to put you out of your misery.
They both put the stake up their right jacket sleeves and go bumpy.
ANGELUS: Only one thing missing.
SPIKE: Portentous theme music?
ANGELUS: An audience.
SPIKE: Always did my best work without one. Ask Robin's mum.
ANGELUS: You're no longer fighting little girls, William.
SPIKE: But you're still running away from them, Liam.
They close. Angelus lands a left jab. Spike blocks a right cross and lands a right jab, then a left hook. Angelus tries a right hook. Spike moves back out of the way. Angelus throws a right roundhouse kick, which Spike blocks. He tries a left kick. Angelus blocks it and connects with a left jab and a right cross.
SPIKE: Cum on, boyo. Where's that killer instinct? You're about as vicious as a house cat. Can't you even hurt me?
Angelus throws two punches. Spike dodges both. He throws a left punch, which Angelus blocks before punching Spike in the nose. Spike and Angelus exchange left hooks. Angeles kicks Spike in the chin.
SPIKE: Who do you think Connor would put money on in this fight?
ANGELUS: If he's betting with his heart, he'd go with you, since he wants me dead. If he's betting to win, then it's me. Kid's seen both of us in action.
SPIKE: That's true. Probably why he's been coming to me every day for lessons. He seems to feel the training you've provided is woefully inadequate. You should see him with me. Wide-eyed. Eager to learn. Taking in every word I say. Always comes a time in a boy's life when he meets someone he respects more than his father.
The provocation works. Angelus takes the bait and rushes Spike, hitting him twice in the face. He kicks Spike, but Spike ducks out of the way of the next kick and lands two punches to Angelus's face. Angelus responds by nailing Spike with a left round house kick. He punches Spike in the stomach. Spike kicks Angelus in the ribs. Angelus lands three punches. Spike connects with two. Angelus hits Spike with a right jab. He blocks Spike's right hook. Spike blocks his right hook. Angelus throws Spike on his back. He gets on top of Spike, punches him three times in the face, grabs his stake in his right hand, and goes for the kill. Spike's left hand grabs and holds back Angelus's right forearm.
SPIKE: Far too early for that.
Spike hits Angelus in the nose with two right jabs and tosses Angelus behind him. They both stand up. Angelus puts away his stake.
SPIKE: Your son used to make the same blunder. Before I showed him the error of his ways. I mean, before I showed him the error of his father's ways.
The very thought of Connor taking on Spike as a mentor enraged him. It didn't matter if Spike was lying. The mere notion itself was enough to drive him up the wall. He had no choice but to establish dominance, to prove that Spike's taunts were baseless and absurd. He tries a right kick. Spike moves back. When Spike moves in to try his own attack, Angelus hits him with a right roundhouse kick. He follows this with a right hook. Spike answers with a right jab. Angelus gives Spike a left kick to his stomach and a right uppercut to his chin. Spike tries a left jab. Angelus blocks this, lands left and right punches to Spike's face, and tosses him through the air. Spike gets up.
SPIKE: Uh oh. It appears our hero has taken control. Only a matter of time before the upstart challenger throws in the —
Angelus is right up close to him. He leads with his right, as Spike expected. You lead with your strong hand if you're cocky, and Angelus is always cocky. Spike blocks this punch and lands two of his own. Angelus responds with a kick. But Spike blocks a second kick, grabs Angelus's right ankle in midair, and twists his body around before letting Angelus fall to the ground.
SPIKE: No. It looks like our hero can't finish what he started.
Angelus gets up and charges in. Spike kicks him in the face. Angelus backs up.
SPIKE: I wonder why that is. Don't you?
Faith is out patrolling with Wesley. Kelly tags along.
FAITH: Angel has a son. Baby's kidnapped and raised in a demon dimension by Angel's time-traveling mortal enemy. Connor returns a few days later. He's all grown up. And Angel somehow allows this kid to drop him down to the bottom of the ocean. And while he's sunk, Cordelia leaves this world and becomes an actual angel?
WES: A divine being.
FAITH: And you don't why this was done to her. Or why she returns. Which happens right after you rescue Angel by imprisoning a woman in your closet. I'm sorry. In a cage in your closet.
KELLY: The rest is merely implausible. That part's just sick.
FAITH: He used to work for an organization that likes to put women in cages. Still, I figure there must have been less kinky ways of saving your boss.
WES: My former boss.
FAITH: Of course. You had to become your own man. Part of the whole tough guy makeover. So was it ever your fantasy to lock me in that cage? Pay me back for tying you up and torturing you. Did you ever pretend she was me, just for kicks?
WES: Don't insult yourself.
KELLY: Do all your friends have this bondage fetish?
WES: That's not why I did it.
FAITH: And believe me, nothin' I did to Wes ever turned me on. That's the last thing he makes me think of.
KELLY: I didn't mean erotic. I meant power. It seems like that's all you people care about. Gaining complete control over someone else. Showing you're the dominant one. Making others do what you say.
FAITH: Get down!
Faith pushes Kelly out of the way. A vampire was running at her from behind. Faith hits it with a right jab and a left hook. It throws a right hook, which she blocks. She kicks it in the chest. Another vampire blind-sides Wes, knocking him down. This vampire then kicks Faith from behind. She hits it with a right reverse kick. The vampire in front punches her in the face. Faith grabs the vampire and tosses it into a wall. Two more vampires leap down from the roof of a nearby building. Kelly takes one. Wes takes the other. The vampire rushes Wes. He grabs its left shoulder and tosses the vampire on its back. Wes brandishes a baseball bat. He's shaved the end of the handle so it makes a point. He swings the barrel at the vampire's head. The vampire blocks the blow. Then he swings for the back of the vampire's left leg, tripping the vampire up. Once it is on its back, Wes raises the bat again. The vampire shields its face. Wesley hits it twice in the left knee, then lets the vampire get up. With the bashed left knee, the vampire is not terribly mobile. Wes moves in for the kill. He hits the vampire in the face with the end of the barrel. The vampire hits Wesley in the face with a right hook. Before it can land a left, Wes flips the bat around and stakes it.
WES: Guess that's one thing baseball has over cricket. Its bats make much better weapons.
Kelly hits her vampire with a flying right spin kick, then a left kick to the face. The vampire moves in, blocks Kelly's right jab, and hits her in the face. Kelly retreats. She tries another kick, which the vampire blocks. The vampire socks her in the stomach and grabs her by the hair. When it tries to bite her neck, she punches it in the stomach with her left fist and gouges its left eye with her right thumb. The vampire lets go, and she knocks it down with a right roundhouse kick. At this point, Welsey's killed his vampire, and he's come over to offer assistance.
WES: Need any help?
KELLY: I can handle this guy myself.
It throws a right punch. She ducks and lands a left jab. She grabs her stake with her right hand and goes for the kill. The vampire grabs her right arm, spins her round, and throws her into the wall. It charges in and tries a right punch to her face. Kelly ducks, the vampire's fist hits the wall, and Kelly stakes it. Meanwhile, Faith lands a leaping kick to one vampire's face, knocking it down. She turns to the other and hits it with a left roundhouse kick. The vampire punches her in the face with a right hook. She blocks a left hook, grabs the vampire's arms and throws it on the hood of a nearby car. She tries to stake it, but it blocks her. The other vampire runs at her from behind. Faith turns and levels it with a right hook. She spins back around. The vampire has gotten off the hood and tries a right hook. Faith ducks, avoids the blow and nails the vampire with a left uppercut. It flies back and falls on the car's hood for a second time.
FAITH: Let's try this again.
She stakes it. The other vampire grabs her from behind and tosses her into a light pole. Faith goes down, but trips up the vampire when it tries to take advantage of the situation. Faith gets up and kicks the vampire twice in the face while it is down. She lets it get up, hammers it in the chest with a leaping right kick, and stakes it. She turns around and sees Wes and Kelly standing there.
FAITH: I know I'm the Slayer, but you guys coulda helped with one.
KELLY: We did help.
WES: There were two others.
FAITH: Damm Kelly. Way to work it.
KELLY: I only got one.
FAITH: You mean Wesley did a vamp all by himself?
WES: Odd how you're still in denial about me, while you readily accept —
KELLY: All the crazy things he's told us which he has no proof of.
FAITH: What I can tell you? I'm a skeptic when it comes to things I'm familiar with. Fine. You're a tough guy. Angel's a daddy. Cordy was divine. I'll buy all of it. So if this is your life, what's Buff been up to?
WES: She died. Then she was resurrected a few months later by Willow.
FAITH: Did this happen the same summer Angel and Cordy were gone?
WES: The previous summer.
FAITH: You figure the bad guys would get the message and wait till the summer to go on the warpath.
KELLY: She rose from the dead? Isn't that always a bad thing? You know, unless you're Jesus? Otherwise, don't you come back a zombie, or a vampire, or, I don't know, a mummy?
WES: She came back human. Willow seems to have become an alarmingly powerful witch. Rupert can't be too happy about that.
FAITH: I go into a coma. She dies. B always has to do me one better. Wonder how things are in Sunnydeath. Can't be worse than here.
Wesley's pager starts beeping. He reads the message and looks very concerned.
FAITH: Is it Lindsey?
WES: No. Definitely not Lindsey. Been a long time since I've received this code. Excuse me one moment.
Wesley takes out his cell phone and calls Buffy's house.
WES: Rupert?
GILES: Wesley, I'm glad you called. We have to talk.
WES: Things must be desperate for you to be calling me.
GILES: More confusing that desperate. I need you to answer a few questions about a boy named Connor.
WES: You've met him? You've met Angel's son?
GILES: He's been in town for the past week. We only found out who he is tonight. When Angelus told Buffy.
WES: Oh dear. That's. That's. Thank you for calling. I imagine there is a lot you want explained. I'll walk you through it. Hold on one second. [to Faith and Kelly] We're going back to the hotel. Angelus is in Sunnydale. And so is Connor.
FAITH: Damm. B's in for the shock of her life. This is one night when I would not want to trade places with Blondie.
BUFFY: Willow, you do whatever it takes. I'll keep Angel occupied. Kennedy, watch for ambushes.
WILLOW: Are you sure it was a good idea to leave him alone with Spike? They have issues. To put it mildly. What if Angel killed Spike and escaped? Or what if Angel convinced Spike to go evil again and right now they're off painting the town blood red?
KENNEDY: I didn't know vampires could have children. And why was he raised in another dimension? In that the demon version of sending your kid to Swiss boarding school? I'm sorry, it's just, he's my age, but a couple years ago, when I was a junior in high school, he was a fetus. I can only imagine how the other girls feel. Hitting on your ex-boyfriend's kid!
DAWN: Wow. And here I was, thinking I'd seen it all. That was, wow. Quite a story.
CONNOR: I'm sorry I didn't tell you before.
DAWN: No. Don't be. I would have done the same thing if I had been, well, it's hard to imagine being that.
CONNOR: I was afraid you'd be upset.
DAWN: You're one-and-a-quarter years old. That means I'm twice your age.
Connor pauses for a few seconds to do the math and attempt to figure out the riddle Dawn is posing.
CONNOR: You also grew up in another dimension?
DAWN: No. But I think I might have come from another dimension. Back before I was human.
CONNOR: I don't understand.
DAWN: Connor, there's something you need to know about me. I'm not like other girls.
SPIKE: Always holding back. That's your problem. Too uptight to let go.
ANGELUS: And those cliches actually mean something?
Angelus throws a right hook. Spike moves his head back out of the way. He tries a right jab. Angelus blocks it. Spike lands a left uppercut to Angelus's stomach. Angelus responds with a right cross to Spike's face, then a left roundhouse kick. Spike moves back.
SPIKE: You've never taken a real chance in your whole sodding life.
Dodges Angelus's left jab. Blocks his right kick. Lands a right jab.
SPIKE: No passion. Okay, maybe a little. But it's all the passion of a bloody accountant.
Angelus throws a right. Spike grabs his right arm and pulls it behind his back. Angelus reaches back with his left arm, grabs Spike's collar, and flips him over. Spike hits the ground right in front of Angelus. Spike kicks his legs up and hits Angelus in the face. Angelus backs up. Spike returns to his feet.
SPIKE: You have desire. [kicks Angelus in the chest] You desire Buffy. You desire making me dead. You desire those precious victims you stalk with such self-indulgent precision. But you're not passionate about these things. Not even Buffy. Otherwise you wouldn't be here.
ANGELUS: You're beginning to bore me. I hate boredom.
SPIKE: And yet you're not very big on excitement, either.
Spike moves in. Angelus hits him with a right cross. Spike lands a right hook. Angelus punches Spike in the stomach, kicks him in the face, and wraps his right hand around Spike's throat.
ANGELUS: You should find this exciting, William.
Angelus noticed that ten feet behind Spike is a tree with a branch pointing outwards at just the right height. He throws Spike backwards. Spike reaches his left arm behind him and looks over his shoulder. At the last instant, he knocks down the branch with his left hand, spins around, and goes face-first into the trunk. He turns around laughing.
SPIKE: You do want to kill me. Don't deny it. That was your second serious attempt. So why are you failing? Right. No passion. Back to Buffy. You know how all the great tragic tales of doomed lovers end. Tristan doesn't go back to Ireland and then hop over to England to see Isolde every year or two and talk about how much they wish they could be together. There's a reason it's always murder-suicide. Or suicide-suicide. Otherwise, no one cares. It's meaningless. Nothing but purple prose and dry humping. Shakespeare never wrote about that. All those weepy romantics you said you loved — they'd laugh at you. You always used to talk about yourself as an artist. You are an artist. But you're a bloody hack. You take opera, and turn it into soap opera. You were given the material for Richard Wagner, but it your hands it somehow came out Aaron Spelling. This is why I pity you. Even if they take away the Curse, give you a soul, no-strings-attached. Or if just let you spend eternity like this. You'll still be cursed.
ANGELUS: Are you stalling?
Angelus growls and charges Spike. He grabs hold of Spike. They both go to the ground and roll down a small hill. Angelus ends up on top. He punches Spike twice in the face. Spike pushes Angelus off of him. Spike kicks Angelus in the side of the head. Angelus crawls over to Spike, who's still on his back. Spike grabs Angelus, rolls over and is on top of him. They snarl and growl at each other. Angelus tosses Spike away. They both stand up.
SPIKE: If you weren't so thick, then you'd realize I was explaining why you haven't been able to kill me. Even though I've done plenty to bring you up to a boil. Everything except not holding back. I think I'll try that now.
Spike grunts and charges Angelus, who growls and punches him in the face. Spike grabs Angelus by the collar. He head-butts him in the nose. He puts his left hand on top of Angelus's head, and his right hand under Angelus's chin, as if he were trying to snap Angelus's neck. He was, but he knew Angelus would easily counter this move, so he shoves his right knee into Angelus's stomach and then kicks his right foot into Angelus's left shin. He steps back, then hits Angelus in the face with a left roundhouse kick. Then a right kick. Then left and right punches. Angelus hits Spike with a left jab. Spike answers with a right hook. He grabs Angelus by the ears and tosses him over his shoulder. When Angelus gets up, Spike leaps at him. Angelus clobbers him with a right hook. Spike lands two right jabs. He kicks Angelus in the stomach. Angelus kicks him in the face. He lands a left jab and is about to land a right cross when Spike, charging in despite the fact that he's just been hit twice in a row and is about to get hit a third time, lands four straight punches to Angelus's face. Angelus backs up and lands a right hook. Spike lands a right and then a left hook. Then he puts his right hand on top of Angelus's head and playfully messes up his hair. Angelus prepares to clobber Spike's chin with a right uppercut. While the blow is on its way, Spike grabs Angelus's fist with his left hand, pulls his right arm back and lands a right jab to Angelus's mouth. Spike backs up, circles round Angelus, and laughs.
SPIKE: Great artists have to lose control to create. Take risks. Court disaster. That's why you're a lousy artist. And that's why you can't kill me. You play for the zero-zero tie every time because you're scared to lose. What I just did, that's how you win. It's also how you lose. Five more minutes of that, one of us would be dust. No fun playing if you're not in the game to win.
ANGELUS: Yeah. Sure. You're life's been nothing but fun these past few years.
SPIKE: But it's been MY life. My triumphs. My blunders. My tragedies. My comebacks. My choices. You're just a marionette. Someone's always pulling your strings. Speaking of which, here comes Buffy. Where do you think she went?
ANGELUS: To tell her friends the good news about me and my son?
SPIKE: And then what do you think she did?
ANGELUS: Told Willow to give me back my soul?
SPIKE: Sounds like you planned ahead. I would've expected as much from you.
ANGELUS: You. Buffy. Connor. Willow. Just players on the stage. I'm the director.
SPIKE: I trust you're aware of how persistent Willow is with these matters.
ANGELUS: Persistence is useless when you're dead. Maybe this time I can kill her.
SPIKE: I would LOVE to see that.
ANGELUS: Because when she's at her baddest not even Buffy can take her. I've read the scouting report. I don't like surprises. When I'm the one surprised. But I LOVE them when it's someone else. Especially someone like Willow who desperately needs to be put in her place. Or you.
Punches Spike in the face. Kicks him in the head. Spike throws a right cross, but Angelus grabs his right arm and tosses him to the ground. Spike gets up and lands a right uppercut. Angelus connects with a right jab. He grabs Spike with his left arm and uses his left leg to sweep Spike's right leg. Spike goes down. Before Spike hits the ground, Angelus pulls out his stake in his right hand and goes for the surprise kill. Spike grabs the stake with his left hand. Angleus puts both hands behind the stake in an effort to drive it home. Spike hits him twice in the left eye with his right fist. Angelus pulls back. He is on his knees, on top of Spike. Spike pulls his legs back, and brings them inward so that his feet hit Angelus's ears. He pushes Angelus away. They both stand up. Spike lands a left hook. Angelus responds with a left hook. Spike connects with a left jab. Angelus lands a right cross. By now they're tired and ragged. Also, by now Buffy is right next to them, and outraged. She grabs Angelus and throws him backwards and to the ground. He quickly gets up. Both Spike and Angelus go back to their human faces.
ANGELUS: He started it!
SPIKE: But he tried to finish it. I just wanted to keep him occupied. Pass the time.
BUFFY: You look like you've been fighting to the death.
Spike discreetly puts his stake back in his pocket. Angelus turns to face Buffy. Spike is now behind him.
ANGELUS: Nothing more than rough housing.
Angelus pulls out his stake and throws it over his shoulder. Spike catches it 2 inches in front of his heart. He puts it away with the other stake. Buffy is angry about Angelus's little stunt. He can see that.
ANGELUS: Looks like mommy's going to punish me for picking on poor little William. You two. Look at the two of you. [Buffy and Spike now stand near one another, looking at Angelus] Oh My God! I don't believe it. You're exactly like the couple I met last night. I was at this fancy party, and there was this blonde who looked like Buffy. A pop star. Whiny southern accent. She was with this Irish actor who looked like me. I beat up the actor for mouthing off to me. Suddenly, the blonde Buffy stand-in was all over me. Completely blown away by the fact that I didn't recognize her. I had another girl I wanted to kill more, so I told the blonde to scram. And do you know what she does? She gets with this blonde guy who looks like Spike. Also a pop star. Talks like he thinks he's black. Real joke. But she seemed totally into him. And looking back, I'm sorry I didn't sire them and bring them here to meet you two. Like looking in a fun-house mirror! What a riot that would have been.
Buffy and Spike work through what Angelus has said. Like Cordy, they quickly realize who he might be talking about.
BUFFY: These were famous people, according to you?
ANGELUS: Not according to me. According to Cordy. She couldn't believe I didn't know them. Didn't give me the names of the blondes. Said the actor was named Colin Farrell or something.
BUFFY: Oh God.
SPIKE: Bloody hell! You can't be serious.
BUFFY: You got hit on by Britney Spears? And you rejected her?
SPIKE: That second part certainly does sound implausible, considering your predilections.
ANGELUS: That was Britney Spears!!? Whoa. She doesn't hold up well in person. Maybe she was having a bad hair day or something. You're right. I can't believe I turned her down. Not that I didn't like the other girl better, but just for the status alone. Talk about a trophy score.
BUFFY: You think I look like her? You're just saying that because you're evil, right? And Spike and Justin? That's just not even remotely —
ANGELUS: Who?
SPIKE: So ridiculous it's laughable. And by the way, you don't look like —
WILLOW: You ready? What's all the excitement about?
BUFFY: You don't want to know.
WILLOW: Oh. Personal stuff. Between you THREE. No. I definitely want no part of that.
ANGELUS: Willow! So nice to see you again. And who's this? Hold on. I'm confused. I thought your girlfriend was blonde. And had breasts. What's with the Sappho Slayer getup? That what you're into these days? [Kennedy's pointing a loaded crossbow at his heart] Honey, you look young. Barely legal. Why Willow! Anyway, you obviously have yet to master the tactics of deterrence. You kill me, Willow doesn't get to do her big trick, and you're sleeping on the couch for the next month. Not to mention what Buffy will do to you. If you're like Spike, maybe you'll like that part. But I doubt you're as pathetic as Spike. My point is, you're making a threat you can't carry out. Why bother? Besides, I could rip out your throat before you could pull the trigger.
Willow walks up to Angelus.
WILLOW: Oooh. I'm scared. What are ya gonna do? Sneak into my bedroom and draw me pretty pictures?
KENNEDY: What is it with vampires and leather?
ANGELUS: Why don't you ask Willow?
Kennedy looks confused.
ANGELUS: She knows what I'm talking about.
WILLOW: Funny you mention her, cause if she came back, I think she'd be scared of me this time around. Maybe you should be scared of me as well.
ANGELUS: Oooh. I've made Willow mad. You could flay me alive. Except I'm not alive. Then again, I could just tell you I loved you and take away all your power. I don't fear anything that can be defeated by Xander.
Willow glances at Buffy, who looks dumbfounded. Both of them are spooked. Cordy told Angelus what she noticed while she was omniscient. When Willow looks away, Angelus goes bumpy and grabs her by the shoulders. He tries to bite Willow. She touches his chest with her right palm. He leaps back ten feet. Now Angelus is a little spooked. Willow turns around and walks away, whistling a jaunty tune. Angelus grimaces and looks downwards.
WILLOW: Angel's circumcised.
BUFFY: No he's not. [she puts her hands to her mouth and gasps, then looks a little disgusted. Willow turns around and looks at Angelus.]
WILLOW: Just a preview of what I'll do to you if you keep being so uncooperative.
Kennedy smirks. Spike starts chuckling.
ANGELUS: Wouldn't laugh, Spike. Those women have taken a lot more from you than that.
SPIKE: Willow, I think he's being uncooperative. Maybe you give him another demonstration of your powers.
ANGELUS: I don't think Buffy would like that. Who knows? Maybe someday I'll cross paths with a Shanshu, become human, and she'll finally get to come to LA and do what she wants with me. And to me.
BUFFY: Are you sure you want to call my bluff right now?
ANGELUS: I love it when you hide behind you women, Spikey.
SPIKE: And I love it when you take on your enemies alone, Angie. Sorry. You've never done that. Which makes me wonder why you're stalling.
Willow begins the spell. The orb lights up.
ANGELUS: This is your final warning. Continue, and you'll be sorry. Go ahead. Call MY bluff.
BUFFY: Do you really think you can take us all on by yourself?
ANGELUS: No.
He snaps his fingers. Within a few seconds, 12 vampires appear behind Buffy, Spike, Kennedy and Willow. Kennedy points her crossbow at the one closest to her.
ANGELUS: Careful, Xena. You shoot, they attack, all of you don't make it out alive. Sure would be nice if Oedipus and Othello were still around. Throw them in the mix, and you might have a chance. Too bad I scared them off.
BUFFY: They attack, you die.
ANGELUS: There would be no winners. But there is a way out. You stop with the magic. Me and my boys — and girls — go home. Everyone leaves happy. Willow, if you would?
She tosses him the Orb of Thessala. Angelus catches it, then throws it into Spike's skull, shattering it. He laughs, then snaps his fingers. The 12 vampires walk off and get into 2 stretch limos, which drive away. Willow and Kennedy walk away.
WILLOW: That was easier than I planned.
KENNEDY: He stopped you.
WILLOW: He did the opposite. I can do the spell remotely. But I need recent contact with the target. He just gave me that. I'll fix him in the morning.
KENNEDY: What's the deal between Angel and Spike?
WILLOW: They used to be together.
KENNEDY: Figures. Didn't you sense the tension, the heat between them?
WILLOW: What!? Whoa now. They just traveled together. With their women. They were never, ever together like that. I mean, that's just sick.
KENNEDY: Did they share women? Before they shared Buffy?
WILLOW: They didn't "share" Buffy.
ANGELUS: Been fun, Buffy. You play the wounded ex-lover so well. But I'm sure you have others things to worry about besides me. Speaking of which, I wonder who my son is doing right now? I'd imagine by this point little Dawny should be ripening nicely.
Buffy takes off.
ANGELUS: With her, it's almost too easy.
SPIKE: You're the one who likes 16 year-olds. Your son appears to prefer older women.
ANGELUS: So did I, once upon a time. And so did you. Why haven't you left? Don't you want to comfort confused, wounded, vulnerable Buffy?
SPIKE: The night is still young. And we're not finished.
CONNOR: You had the power to destroy the world? I've never met anyone who could do that.
DAWN: You're missing the point.
CONNOR: Big green ball of world-destroying energy. Put into you.
DAWN: Can you please get past that part? I'm a person.
CONNOR: I know. I never knew that could happen. Stuff you think is real, but it's not. You weren't even born. At least I was — kind of. You were just put there, chosen to be hunted. That's why they ignore you. No one's hunting you. So you don't matter to them anymore. No point staying where you're not wanted. [she looks a bit sad. She doesn't understand why he's saying these awful things.] Hey. Dawn. Don't worry about them. Let's go have some fun.
He takes her hand. They head off. Dawn smiles tentatively.
WES: I can't believe this is happening.
LINDSEY: We'll take my Leer Jet. I can have us on the ground in Sunnydale in 20 minutes.
FAITH: You have a Leer Jet?
GUNN: Those two ain't the types you chase down.
WES: Charles is right. They would elude us. We should wait for Angelus to return. Rupert and the others will try to convince Connor to come back.
LORNE: Just a nagging, unsettling concern. Connor's with — or at least around — Buffy. Daddy's old squeeze. Did you get a sense of how the two of them are getting along?
WES: He hates her.
LORNE: Oh, thank God. Not that hate is good.
FRED: But in this case it's a whole lot better than love.
LORNE: Amen to that, sister.
WES: Spike has a soul. How can that be?
FRED: Who's Spike?
GUNN: Sounds like a dog. Dogs can have souls?
FAITH: He's a vampire. Wait. You're kidding, right?
LORNE: ANOTHER vampire with a soul?
LINDSEY: But right now, wouldn't that make him the only vampire with a soul?
WES: God help us all.
GWEN: Did you say Spike?
WES: You've heard of him?
GWEN: No. Of course not. How would I know about a - ? Just sounds like a funny name for a vampire. [Faith looks at Gwen. She begins to suspect something.] And isn't it odd that the only two vampires with souls both live in Southern California?
LORNE: Are they more of them with souls? Has anyone ever taken a census? If there can be two, why not 20?
FRED: Does this Spike guy also protect the innocent, help the helpless?
WES: Extremely doubtful. They're very different. Why would anyone give Spike a soul?
GUNN: Does he have Angel's soul?
GWEN: That would really awkward. Having someone else's soul. Like having another person inside your body.
WES: It's his own soul. And he got it before Angel lost his.
LORNE: What does Connor think of this ensouled vampire?
WES: Rupert told me that Connor has tried to kill Spike on several occasions.
GUNN, FRED, LORNE: [simultaneously] Figures.
GWEN: Do Spike and Angel know each other?
WES: That would be putting it mildly.
FAITH: Gwen, can I talk to you in my room for a minute?
GWEN: Sure. What about?
FAITH: Guys. A guy. Okay, two guys. Okay, they're not exactly guys.
GWEN: I get your drift. [they leave. Faith has a few questions for Gwen about those two vampires she's been with.]