(Yorkshire, England, coal mine. ANGELUS has Spike by the throat, choking him.) ANGELUS: Perhaps it's my advancing years that makes me so forgetful, William. Remind me. Why don't we kill you?

SPIKE: (chokes) ...ike.

ANGELUS: What's that?

(Angelus releases Spike in disgust.)

SPIKE: It's Spike now. You'd do well to remember it, mate.

ANGELUS: I'm not your mate. And when did you start talking like that?

DARLA: (to Spike) Look, we barely got out of London alive because of you. Everywhere we go, it's the same story and now-

ANGELUS: You've got me and my women hiding in the luxury of a mine shaft, all because William the Bloody likes the attention. This is not a reputation we need.

Spike takes a deep swig from a wine bottle.

SPIKE: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I sully our good name? We're vampires.

ANGELUS: All the more reason to use a certain amount of finesse.

SPIKE: Bollocks! That stuff's for the frilly cuffs-and-collars crowd. I'll take a good brawl any day.

Angelus approaches Spike menacingly.

ANGELUS: And every time you do, we become the hunted.

• Angel & Spike
• historical flash backs
• the life & times of Angelus

written by: Douglas Petrie; Transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com).. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/85foolforlove.html