SPIKE: Look, I just need a few supplies, and then I'll take you to... (stops and grabs his head) Oh, God.

BUFFY: What's wrong? Not that I care.

SPIKE: Oh... My head. I think I'm sobering up. It's horrible. Oh, God. I wish I was dead.

BUFFY: Well, if you close your eyes and wish real hard...

SPIKE: Hey! Back off!

ANGEL: Buffy, we still need him to find the others.

BUFFY: Need him? He's probably just got them locked up in the factory.

SPIKE: Well, hey, how thick do you think I am?

BUFFY: Fine. Can we just get this over with?

SPIKE: Oh, God.

ANGEL: Now what?

SPIKE: We killed a homeless man on this bench. Me and Dru. Those were good times. (chuckles) You know, he begged for mercy, and you know, that only made her bite harder.

BUFFY: I guess you had to be there.

• Funnies
• Spike & Drusilla

written by: Dan Vebber; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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