DRUSILLA: Miss Edith speaks out of turn. She's a bad example, and will have no cakes today. Shhhh.

SPIKE: Darling, are you going to eat something?

DRUSILLA: I'm not hungry. I miss Prague.

SPIKE: You nearly died in Prague. Idiot mob. This is the place for us. The Hellmouth will restore you, put color in your cheeks, metaphorically speaking, and in a few week's time...

DRUSILLA: The stars will align, and smile down on us.

SPIKE: And then, God, this town will burn.

DRUSILLA: (giggles) A pretty fire! (hears the chanting) They're preparing.

SPIKE: St. Vigeous is coming up. Should be a party.

DRUSILLA: You should go up with them and cleanse.

SPIKE: Dru...

DRUSILLA: The boy doesn't trust you. They follow him. I think sometimes that all my hair will fall out and I'll be bald.

SPIKE: Never happen. Alright. I'll go up and get chanty with the fellas, but *you* (goes to Sheila) got to do me one favor. Eat something. (hands Sheila to Drusilla and leaves)

DRUSILLA: You see, Miss Edith? If you'd been good you could watch with the rest.

• Buffy vs Spike & Dru
• Spike & Drusilla

written by: David Greenwalt; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/15school.html