Hey, professional opinion. Sexy soccer mama or brainy beauty? You're an aging sexpot celebrating a decade of turning twenty-nine. You got two little rugrats who aren't that little, a husband who thinks the extras trailer's a buffet table and gravity ain't doing you any favors. So "Happy Birthday, sexy mama" or ...Fred! Fred, sweetie, you're sort of like a woman.
FFred
That's not a compliment.
Well, more so than El Cid here. I need some insight. You're an aging...
FFred
I heard. Don't mention her birthday, don't send a card, send a big bunch of flowers just because she's special and pefect and eternally bladi bla.
Staring me right in the face. Genius
FFred
And I'm a lot like a woman.
You're all woman. You're every woman. You're Wonder Woman!
RRoger
Walk away from this, Wesley. You'll never understand what we're trying to do here.
You're using the Staff of Devosynn to take Angel's will, make him your slave. Your cyborgs panic a bit too easily.
RRoger
That creature's more dangerous to mankind than you realize.
You're wrong about him. He's not what you think.
RRoger
He's a puppet. He always has been. To the Powers That Be, to Wolfram & Hart. Now he's ours.
You went to a lot of trouble to get this staff. [Flash to Wesley's father pulling a gun out of the cyborg's body in the lab.] You had us attacked, you smuggled in a weapon...you brought in an army so you could escape. I don't know why you're doing all this, but did you ever once consider there might be another way? Did you ever once consider talking to me about it?
RRoger
No. You've failed me enough for one lifetime.
FFred
What the hell is going on?
RRoger
You know what that vampire is and what he's done, and you follow him anyway?
Maybe I know what I'm doing. Why can't you trust that?
RRoger
You disgrace yourself with the council, you join forces with him, and you have the nerve to ask me why I can't trust you?
I've done everything you ever asked, and I've done it well.
RRoger
I asked for this, hmm? I wanted to be humiliated?
No, I suppose I don't know what you really wanted. You never had any use for me as a child, and you can't bear the thought of me as an adult. Tell me, father, what is it that galls you so? That I was never as good at the job as you... or that I just might be better?
RRoger
Oh, yes, this is Los Angeles. We have to talk about our feelings. Then maybe we'll hug.
[In the background, there's the sound of helicopters approaching.]
RRoger
Hand me that staff.
RRoger
Now, don't make me shoot you.
[Holding the staff over the edge of the roof.] Go ahead.
RRoger
Do you know how powerful that thing is?
RRoger
I will kill you for it. Please believe me.
[The helicopter is hovering over the roof, shining bright white lights on it.]
Oh, I believe you. I was raised by you, after all. But I drop this, the crystal shatters, and Angel is restored. So I reckon whether I live or die, your plan has failed.
RRoger
I see. Well, then... maybe if it's someone you care about...
[Roger turns his gun towards Fred, but Wesley shoots him without restraint. Wesley walks up to his father's fallen body and stares, upset. Fred looks at him, then at Angel. Wesley stumbles away, dropping his gun as he goes, and bends over behind a roof vent to vomit. Fred looks after him, concerned. When Wesley stands, he hears the buzzing of electronics behind him. He turns to look and sees his father's body fade into the body of a cyborg, shimmering with electricity. Wesley stares at it in disbelief.]
[Angel is dreaming that the team are celebrating for Spike.]
Well, this is... Thank you, everyone. I don't know what to say. I'm just a working-class bloke fulfilling his destiny. It was nothing, really.
FFred
Nothing? Spike, you single-handedly ended Armageddon and turned the world into a beautiful, happily-ever-after-candy-mountain place where all our dreams come true.
[The world is shown as looking like a fairytale.]
The living end. And now it's time for your reward.
But I didn't do this for a reward.
Well, that's why you're getting one.
[The Blue Fairy enters the room.]
After all, anyone who saves the universe from eternal bloodshed, horror, and misery deserves to get what they've always wanted.
FFred
Deserves to become a real boy.
FFairy
And so you shall. [waves her wand over Spike]
My heart. It's... it's beating again! Listen.
FFred
[puts her ear to his chest] You're human, Spike. You're alive!
[The staff shout "Hip Hip Hooray" for Spike as Angel walks away sadly, pushing a mail cart.]
You heard me. Building's clearing out, means we don't have a lot of time. Have at it.
I can't just torture her.
FFred
He's right, Cordy. If we sink to their level...
[Harmony races past them and starts attacking Eve]
Is this okay? I mean, I am evil, technically. I don't mind torturing her for the team.
[Harmony punches Eve in the face]
Come on, you hussy! [backhands Eve across the face] Spill it!
Had to be someone else. Someone with the ability to slip past Wolfram & Hart security systems.
Like our magically tattooed faux Doyle.
Spike, I don't wanna go in blind. Anything else you know about this guy?
Not much. Average size. Dressed like an urban cowboy. Got his hand chopped off once.
[Angel, Cordy, Wes, and Gunn realize who is impersonating Doyle.]
Lock the building down, make sure he can't get out. Don't trust security systems. He won't show up because of those tattoos of his.
There could be a way to fix that. I'll need some help.
FFred
[to Angel] Who is Lindsey?
A lawyer. Wolfram & Hart's former golden boy, till he ran off to go find himself.
Yeah, he should've stayed lost. Harmony, guard Eve. She moves, eat her.
[grins widely] Really? Thanks.