Drusilla, William and others in “Destiny”

Oh. Such a hungry little kitty. Meow. You've been a starved one, haven't you, my sweet Willy?

I've got you to feast on now, pet. Is this your home?

Their home. [Looks at a pair middle-aged corpses slumped on the sofa, posed as if they were sitting.] Ambassador to...something and his plump, lovely wife. Till their spirits flew away on fairy wings. Psst. When Angelus took them for dinner.

Angelus? Who the bloody hell's Ang

Look what I made. It's called Willy.

William.

[smiles] Where's Darla? I want Darla to see William.

Darla and I had a little spat. Her precious Master sent for her. You know Darla. Master's pet.

Oh. Poor Angelus.

Ah, don't fret, Dru. We'll make up. Always do. [Touches his bruised brow.] Mmm. Ow. After a little tit for tat. Shouldn't let that spoil our fun here. [Looks at William, checking him out.] So, instead of just feeding off of this William... you went and turned him into one of us. Another rooster in the henhouse.

You're not cross with me, are you?

Cross?

Do you have any idea what it's like having nothing but women as travel companions, night in and night out?

Touch me again--

Don't mistake me. I do love the ladies. It's just lately... I've been wondering... [Holds his own fist in the beam of sunlight] ...what it'd be like... [watches his hand sizzle] to share the slaughter of innocents... with another man. [turns his hand over so the palm is in the light now; looks admiringly at it as it smokes] Don't think that makes me some kind of a deviant, hmm? [pulls his hand back close to his face] Do you?

[laughs, slaps William on the shoulder affectionately] I like this one! You and me, we're gonna be the best of friends.