RAZOR: What's with the blood rat?

MAG: (to the vampire) Talk!

VAMP: (nervous) Okay, uh, so, I was over in Sunnydale, minding my own beeswax, when I see the Slayer-

MAG: (shakes him) The part about the robot.

VAMP: We fought, right? And I was like all over her, (punching gestures) boom boom boom....

MAG: He says the Slayer's been replaced by some kind of machine.

VAMP: A robot, yeah! And I kicked her synthetic ass. You shoulda seen the sparks-

RAZOR: You tellin' me there's no Slayer in Sunnydale?

VAMP: That's what I'm saying, they got some kind of decoy standing in for her. Town is wide open.

MAG: Nowhere like the Hellmouth for a party. There's all kinds of bad in that place.

VAMP: I guess with your muscle, uh, you could own it in no time. Hey look, I know you guys don't usually let vampires join the gang, and I got the whole (air quotes) sunlight issue. But I was thinking, you know, as thanks for the 4-1-1, you could let me go-

(Razor pops the vamps head off with his bare hands)

RAZOR: I'll think it over. (to his gang) Let's ride!

written by: Marti Noxon & David Fury; Transcribed by joan the english chick (pisces@englishchick.com). Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/101bargaining.html