FFred
[about the cyborg] This thing really blurs the line between human and robot.
Aha. So you're not ruling out that a human being could have boffed a robot.
[everyone stares at him]
Sex with robots is more common than most people think.
S5Lineage
Daddy, eh? I always though Wesley was grown in some sort of greenhouse for dandies.
RWRoger Wyndham-Pryce
Spike.
You've heard of me?
RWRoger Wyndham-Pryce
No, we've met. 1963, my colleagues and I fell upon you slaughtering an orphanage in Vienna. Killed 2 of my men before you escaped.
Oh...how've you been?
[A bomb is about to go off. Wesley orders an evacuation. Spike starts running]
Wait. What the hell am I worried about?
[The lights in the Wolfram & Hart elevator suddenly go out.]
That's odd.
I know what this is. YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME TO HELL, PAVAYNE!
[Emergency lights come on and an alarm sounds.]
Oh. Well, that's just something I say... when, uh... it gets dark.
So I am covered in cherries. The police are just pounding on the door, and Judi Dench starts screaming, "Oh, that's way too much to pay for a pair of pants!"
Hello, father.
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
Wesley!
Fred, get out of here!
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.
It's doubtful.
[In the background, there's the sound of helicopters approaching.]
RRoger
Hand me that staff.
No.
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?
I don't care.
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.]
You know, I killed my actual father. It was one of the first things I did when I became a vampire.
I hardly see how that's the same situation.
Yeah, I really didn't think that one through.
Don't know if you know this, but, uh, I killed my mum. Actually, I'd already killed her, and then she tried to shag me, so I had to, uh...
[Spike makes a staking motion with his hand but Wesley interrupts.]
Thank you! I'm... very comforted. Right.
Oh, Eve's stuck in the elevator.
So tell Maintenance. [runs off]
Right. Well where the bloody hell is Maintenan--? [beat] Oh to be honest, I don't even care. [walks away]
[Last lines]
Hello, Mom, it's me. No, everything's fine. I was hoping to speak with Father, actually. Yes, all right. Hello, father, how are... oh, I didn't realize it was so early there. I've had a bit of a... Of course we have clocks in Los Angeles. Listen, I wanted to... Nothing's wrong. I just... wanted to call... and...see how you were.
S5Destiny
[First lines]
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
[William turns to see Angelus lurking in the shadows in a nearby doorway.]
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?
[He grabs William's arm and holds it out into the ray of sunlight beaming through the closed curtains.]
Do you have any idea what it's like having nothing but women as travel companions, night in and night out?
[Wiliam angrily yanks his sizzling hand away from Angelus.]
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?
[Staring at Angelus, William sticks his own hand in the light, voluntarily this time.]
[laughs, slaps William on the shoulder affectionately] I like this one! You and me, we're gonna be the best of friends.
[Angelus and William laugh together.]
[Spike and Angel are fighting to reach the Cup of Perpetual Torment.]
Come on, hero. Tell me more. Teach me what it means. And I'll tell you why you can't stand the bloody sight of me.
Tell it to your therapist.
'Cause every time you look at me, you see all the dirty little things I've done, all the lives I've taken... because of you! Drusilla sired me, but you... you made me a monster.
I didn't make you, Spike. I just opened up the door, and let the real you out.
You never knew the real me. Too busy trying to see your own reflection, praying there was someone as disgusting as you in the world, so you could stand to live with yourself. Take a long look, hero. I'm nothing like you!
No, you're less. That's why Buffy never really loved you, because you weren't me.
Guess that means she was thinking about you all those times I was putting it to her.
Look at you. Fighting for truth, justice, and soccer moms. But you still can't lay flesh on a cross without smelling like bacon, can you?
Like you're any different.
That's just it. I am, and you know it. You had a soul forced on you as a curse, make you suffer for all the horrible things you've done. But me, I fought for my soul, went throught the demon trials. Almost did me in a dozen times over but I kept fighting. 'Cause I knew it was the right thing to do. It's my destiny.
Really? Heard it was just to get inside a girl's pants.
[Spike is poised to drink from the Cup.]
Probably should've dusted you. But honestly... I don't wanna hear her bitch about it.
Spike, wait. Wait. That's not a prize you're holding. It's not a trophy. It's a burden. It's a cross. One you're gonna have to bear till it burns you to ashes. Believe me. I know. So ask yourself: Is this really the destiny that was meant for you? Do you even really want it? Or is it that you just want to take something away from me?
[pauses] Bit of both. [drinks]
[lunges to try to stop him, but too late.] Spike?
[drops the cup, stares at Angel, bewildered.] I-it's... Mountain Dew.
[yelling after Angel] Try staking your mother when she's coming on to you!
Well, that explains a lot.
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