No. They were bound to skulk off to neutral corners.
Gunn
Two vampires hook up and for the only time in vamp history, have a kid-our boy, Connor. Then Connor grows up, knocks it out with Cordelia, a part-demon former higher being, and quick as you can say "Easy-Bake Oven" there's a gigantic bun in hers. I don't think we were too harsh.
Yeah, well, that was before my spell went all flop-a-palooza.
Having two part-demon parents might could explain the whoosh factor.
Gunn
Not gonna be long before whoosh turns into pop.
Speaking of pop, don't you think our re-ensouled leader should be a part of this little confab?
(stepping out of his office) Easy-bake. Flop-a-palooza. Whoosh, pop. [to Wesley] I don't skulk.
Gunn
No way. We make our own choices.
Yeah, sure. Cheese sandwich here, uh, when to floss. But the big stuff, like two vampires squeezing out a kid?
An impossible birth to make one possible.
That's what the kid was designed for.
To sleep with mother love?
Look out. The monkey's thinking again.
Being inside a human makes it vulnerable, doesn't it? That's why it had to stay hidden. Why it needed to create something stronger to pour itself into.
Gunn
Wait. So the big nasty inside of Cordy is going to give birth... to itself?
Will it make a difference? We really are just pieces being moved around a board.
Gunn
Then we'll kick it over and start a new game. Look, monochrome can yap all he wants about no-name's cosmic plan, but here's a little something I picked up rubbing mojos these past couple of years. The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing--you never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it all like it was up to you--the world in the balance--'cause you never know when it is.
Gunn
Since when?
Since we've all been saved.
Oh, well, that's, uh, crazy talk.
(to Connor) They don't understand.
We don't want to kill her. (takes the axe away from Wesley) We just want to find her so we can worship her. That's all.
(walks into the room) Well, I tried. (holds up a shirt) What do you think?
(cries) It is. I--I bought a new one.
What's the matter? She'll love it.
I know, but she's not here.
Gunn
She's just upstairs.
Yes, but, when she's not around, (sobs) I hurt.
Connor, what does Jasmine eat?
The creature in the sewer. It called her the devourer. Devourer of what?
Don't You? The followers she randomly chooses to come to her room. The ones she sent to meet her in the banquet hall.
Gunn
Wait. People? She eats people?
Gunn
To Serve Man. It's To Serve Man all over again.
And now she's going global.
[Spike materializes in Angel's office at Wolfram & Hart, and bends over in pain, then realizes he's facing some familiar faces and some strangers.]
What the hell are you doing here, Spike?
Gunn
This is Spike? *The* Spike?
[calmly, to Spike] Easy, slim. Easy. No one's gonna hurt you.
Gunn
Speak for yourself, Green Jeans.
OK, would somebody please tell me who...
William the Bloody. He's a vampire. One of the worst recorded. Second only to...
Well, yeah. Who here isn't? [looks around] Besides him and him and her and... [to Lorne] What are you, again?
[lunges at Angel in game-face, but goes right through him and winds up standing in Angel's desk] Bugger.
[Incorporeal Spike walks through a gray wall to follow Angel.]
Angel turns around and keeps walking, Spike not too far behind.
Nice new M.O. I can see why heros like you get rewarded with the shiny new glass and chrome. Why didn't I think of that?
[Still walking] I'm not responsible for what happened to you.
Angel it's almost 3:00 you have a meeting...
[interrupting with a hand out and still walking] Not now, Harmony.
And here you've even managed to get my ex-tumble, the littlest vampire, fetching coffee for you. Nice perks for the sell-out.
[Stops walking but still not facing Spike] A little tip, Spike. Try not to talk about things you don't understand.
[walks in front of Angel] I'm not the prat here. I know you Angel. What do you think you're doing? Made some devil's bargain to take over this company. Thought you'd use it to fight the evil of the world from inside the belly of the beast. Trouble is you're too busy fighting to see you and yours are getting digested.
Not gonna happen. [Moves to walk away again]
What? You think you're in control here? Guess again, mate. You're no more in control than I am. Except I'm not going to bloody stand for it while you're just a blind...Groxlar Beast.
[Spikes stares behind Angel. Angel sees the Groxlar walking out of the elevator. He fights it. During the fight Spike punches the Groxlar's head but his arm goes through it.]
[The fight continues and Angel kills the beast.]
[sighs] Okay. Somebody want to tell me how a Groxlar Beast got past security? I don't have time for this.
'Course not. Man's gotta stay focused on profit margins and power lunches.
Yeah, Spike. I got a business to run. That means responsibilities, appointments to keep.
[Pointing at the fallen Groxlar] That was your 3:00
[Spike laughs.]
I'm meeting with Groxlars? They eat babies!
Just their heads. You were supposed to open negotations with this clan.
Gunn
[Walking in wearing a suit and briefcase in hand] Get them to stop eating baby heads.
Oh, so that's good. [looking down at the Groxlar] So this...this is bad.
Gunn
No, actually the Groxlar Clan respects someone who takes a strong opening position. Wolfram and Hart didn't just jack me up with the human laws, also demons laws from every demension. Probably should have briefed you about the Groxlar, but [looks at Spike] we got a little... sidetracked.
And this, bloody hell, wasn't mine. I'm not you. I don't give a piss about atonement or destiny. Just because I've got me a soul doesn't mean I'm gonna let myself be led around by...
Did - Did you just say - Spike has a soul? You never said.
Didn't seem worth mentioning, you know.
Gunn
Seems to be a lot of that.
Or maybe Captain Forehead was feeling a little less special. Didn't like me crashing his exclusive club. Another vampire with a soul in the world.
You're not *in* the world, Casper.