The Bronze is more fun this year, isn't it?
'Cause of the gloating factor alone, you know? We're all about college, now. We've got heady discourse.
Yeah, curfew-free nights of mom and pop-less hootenanny.
Co-ed dating prospects who find townies sexy and dangerous. What? I can dream.
Right. So if college is so great, what are we doing here and why is it more fun?
Because the Bronze is nice and familiar. It's like a big comfy blankie.
Will, I was under the impression that I was your big comfy blankie.
Aw, you're my person blankie. This is my place blankie.
Can't say I'm surprised you didn't go through with your little hex. You don't have the teeth.
You don't know what I have. You don't know anything about me.
I know what you love. [sniffs] I have his scent on me right now.
Come stop me. I like it rough, remember?
You want to hurt me, hurt me. You leave her out of this.
How can I? She's the reason you're living in cages. She's blinding you. When she's gone, you'll be able to admit what you are.
You don't wanna find out what I am.
You're an animal. Animals kill.
I'm not quite sure I understand.
There was just so much going on with Oz and Willow. And there still is. But I-I just thought you should know.
W-well, this fellow in the woods, he was in-in military garb?
And he was toting some serious weaponry. The thing is, I-I saw some guys dressed exactly like him on Halloween night. I just assumed they were in costume.
But maybe they were working.
I wanna know what's up. The guy got in my way. I almost didn't catch up with Oz in time. And as it was, I was too late to--
Right now, she wishes I hadn't. Giles, I've never seen her like this. It's like it hurts too much to form words.
You've... you've felt that way yourself, and, uh, you got through it.
Yeah. I ran away and went to Hell and then got through it. I'm kind of hoping she doesn't use me as a model.
I just don't know how they're gonna deal with this.
Now? That's your solution?
Don't I get any say in this?
No. Veruca was right about something. The wolf is inside me all the time. And I don't know where that line is anymore between me and it. And until I figure out what that means, I shouldn't be around you. Or anybody.
Well, that could be a problem, 'cause people... kind of a planetary epidemic.
Oz, don't you love me? [sniffles]
My whole life, I've never loved anything else.
[sobs, shuddering exhale] Oz... Oh, God. Oz... [crying]
OK, say that I help and you start a conversation. It goes great. You like Buffy, she likes you. You spend time together, feelings grow deeper and one day, without even realizing it, you find you're in love. Time stops and it feels like the whole world's made for you two and you two alone, until the day one of you leaves and rips the still-beating heart from the other, who's now a broken, hollow mockery of the human condition.
[taken aback] Yep, that's the plan.
[Willow is trying to help Riley get together with Buffy]
Talk, funny is good but don't be glib. And remember, if you hurt her I will beat you to death with a shovel. A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend. Have fun!
[Spike, having tricked Willow into inviting him into her dorm room, prepares to attack her.]
I'll give you a choice. Now I'm going to kill you - no choice in that. But I can let you stay dead... or bring you back, to be like me.
Willow [frightened]: I'll scream!
Bonus. [moves toward Willow's neck]
...
[A short time later, Spike sits on Willow's bed, confused and disconsolate. Willow still cowers from him.]
I don't understand. This sort of thing's never happened to me b-before.
I felt all right when I started. Let's try again. [he leaps on her and draws back in pain] Ow! Oh! {he tries again] Ow! Damn it!
Maybe you're trying too hard. Doesn't this happen to every vampire?
What are you talking about?
Well, you came looking for Buffy, then settled. You didn't wanna bite me. I just happened to be around.
I know I'm not the kind of girl vamps like to sink their teeth into. It's always like, "Oooh, you're like a sister to me," or, "Oh, you're such a good friend."
Don't be ridiculous. I'd bite you in a heartbeat.
Remember last year, you had on that, uh, fuzzy pink number with the lilac underneath?
I never would've guessed. You played the blood-lust kinda cool.
Mmm. I hate being obvious. All fangy and "rrr!" Takes the mystery out.
[beat]
You know, this doesn't make you any less terrifying.
Don't patronize me. [desperate and embarrassed]: I'm only 126!
You're being too hard on yourself. Why don't we wait a half an hour and try again? Or...
[Willow grabs a lamp, smashes it over Spike's head and tries to flee the room.]
Well, how about this: we whip out the Ouija board, light a few candles, summon some ancient unstoppable evil? Mayhem, mayhem, mayhem; we show up and and kick its ass.
Giles [pauses to contemplate]: A wee bit unethical.
Listen, sorry about last night.
No, no, I was rude. I just felt like being alone. Sometimes it's nice to be out by yourself at night.
I hear that. Got to be careful, though. A lot of strange... people out there.
Okay. Course, that stupid fraternity prank on our dorm didn't help any.
That's right. I forgot you guys live in Stevenson.
Well, Willow and I were... I thought she might be able to help me on a project.
Really? That work out for you?
Uh, last night... at the party, you wanted to tell me something?
Oh, yeah. Very important stuff. I don't remember any of it now. But, you would've been fascinated. Possibly even moved. Did Willow tell you I like cheese?
You're a little peculiar.