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-Previously on
Buffy the Vampire Slayer--
-Spike!

Why didn't your chip go off?

-We were at the Initiative.
-There was a choice.

Right. To either repair
the chip, or to remove it.

-You removed the chip?
-Yeah. Spike has a soul now.

That's what's gonna stop him
from hurting people.

-Buffy--
-He can be a good man, Giles.
I feel it.

How do you know about Slayers?

My mother was one.
She was killed when I was four.

-Something got her? A demon?
- A vampire.

-So, how do you two
know each other?
-He works with me.

Uh, you know,
in the struggle against evil.

He's a vampire.
Nice coat. Where'd you get it?

New York.

(thunder rumbling)

Well, all right!
Got the moves, don't ya?

I'm gonna ride you hard
before I put you away, luv.

You sure about that?

You actually look
a little wet
and limp to me.

And I ain't your "luv."
(grunts)

(groaning)

-(groans)
-(grunts)

(grunting, groaning continues)

(roars)

I spent a long time
tryin' to track you down.

You don't really want
the dance to end so
soon, do you, Nikki?

The music's
just startin', isn't it?

(thunder continues)

By the way,

Love the coat.

Mama?

You did a good job,
baby boy.

You stayed down,
just like Mama told you.

Can we go home now?
Uh-uh.

It's not safe there anymore.

How about I leave you over
at Crowley's house?

And you can play
with those spooky doodads
that you like.

No, I want to stay
with you.

Yeah, I know you do, baby.

But remember, Robin, honey,
what we talked about.

Always gotta work
the mission.

Look at me.

You know I love you.

But I got a job to do.

The mission is
what matters, right?

That's my boy.
Come on.

Robin?

(grunting)

(groaning)

(shouts)

Spike!

(growling)

(shouts)

A little tip, mate.

The stake's your friend.
Don't be afraid to use it.

What?

Just waiting
for my moment.

(theme music playing)

(bell ringing)

(chattering)

Situation still normal.

Well, or as normal as this
school ever sees.

So it appears.

Well, no fires.
No one's head's going kablooey.

And the swing choir
and the marching band
have gone back

to their normal, healthy,
seething resentment.

Yeah, it's been pretty quiet
around here since you
shut down that Seal.

You just may have stopped
this thing, Buffy.

No, i-it can't be that easy.

You call that easy?

Hey, any apocalypse
i avert without dying?

Yeah, those are the easy ones.

You know, you're, uh,
you're something else,
Miss Summers.

I've been watching you
when we're out patrolling,
and you're, um--

You remind me of my, um--

Your mother?
Yeah.

Yeah, what I remember
of her anyway.

I gotta tell you,
not a line every girl
likes to hear,

but in this case,
compliment taken.

Maybe you're right.
Maybe everything is fine.

Everything's terrible!
Total catastrophe!

Giles, what's wrong?

Have you seen the new library?
Th-th-there's nothing
but computers.

There's not a book to be seen.
I-- I don't know where
to begin, Buffy.

I-- I mean, who do--
who do we speak to?

Uh, th-that would be me.
Hi. I'm Robin Wood.

Oh, uh, sorry.
Yes, uh, Rupert Giles. Sorry.

Uh, B-Buffy tells me
that you're something
of a freelance demon fighter.

Listen. Excuse me.
Oh, yes.

Um, I, um-- I'm relieved. I--

We're running dangerously low
on allies.

So, we didn't
stop it then?

Um, no, the, uh,
Seers of the coven

are certain the First
is continuing
to gather its forces.

I'm afraid war
is inevitable.

-So, we should go
before the school board.
-What?

Well, I-- I can have
my backup library sent
from home in the meantime.

-You know, it's not much, but--
-Giles.

Knowledge comes from crafted
bindings and pages, Buffy,

not ones and zeros.

So, did you bring back
any Potentials?

Um, no, actually, my--
my, uh, my trip
was about something else.

It's, um, regarding Spike.
Spike. What about him?

I told you my concerns

when you recklessly chose
to remove the chip
from his head.

-Wait, sorry. Chip?
-Uh, it's a long story.

The military put a chip
in Spike's head,
so he couldn't hurt anyone.

And that would be
the abridged version.

But he wouldn't
hurt anyone anymore
because he has a soul now.

-Unless the First
triggers him again.
-Triggers the chip?

No, the trigger's
a posthypnotic thing.
The First put it in his head.

It was--

Made him--
He was killing again.

So, he has a trigger,
a soul and a chip?

Not anymore.
It was killing him, Giles!

-The trigger?
-No, the chip. The trigger's
not active anymore.

Because the military
gave him a soul?

Sorry.

We don't know
that the trigger is inactive.

What I brought back
may help us to disarm it--

Ascertain exactly what it is
that causes Spike's behavior.

It was that song, Giles.
I-I'm telling you. It was that
song that Spike was singing.

But he has no memory of it.
Is there any part of it
that you can remember?

It wasn't like it had
a catchy hook
or anything,

you know, like,
"I'm comin' up, so you better
get this party started."

Uh, boring, old and English.

Hmm. Just like
you-- ull Brynner.

Yul Brynner.

But a--
a British Yul Brynner.

This thing you brought
to keep Spike
from killing again--

How's it work?

It will require
a bit of magic.

Well, we couldn't have
put these chains
back up a week ago.

No. We gotta work
on Spike now, of all times.

What?

(chuckles)
Nothin'.

What are you doin' here?
You came to see the show?

I thought you might
need support.

Uh-huh. (sighs) right.
Let's get this over with.

What are you gonna do?
Some hypno-beam,
a disarming spell?

Not exactly.

The First has
brainwashed you.

There's something
in your subconscious
that it's using

to provoke
a violent reaction.

So...

we have to put this
in your brain.

Bugger that.

The prokaryote stone
will move within your mind

to reveal the root
of the trigger's power.

It can unleash ideas,
images, memories.

Hopefully, once you understand
what it is

that's setting you off,
you can break its hold on you.

"Hopefully"?
So, it might not work?

W-well, the stone's just
a catalyst for the process.
The rest is up to Spike.

And how do you expect
to get that hunk of rubble
into my cranium?

-Willow?
-Okay.

Just hope
my pronunciation
is in the ballpark.

(sighs)
(speaks foreign language)

(continues speaking
foreign language)

(Cecses speaking
foreign language)

Oh, you have
got to be joking.

What now?
It shall access
the cerebral cortex

via the optic nerve.

Oh, bollocks!

With all the rubbish
people keep stickin'
in my head,

it's a wonder
there's any room
for my brain.

I don't think it takes up
that much space, do you?

(sighs)

Ow! Ow, ow!

Spike!

(groans)

Spike, listen to me.
Yeah.

Are you all right?

How am I supposed to know
if this bug ugly's doin' his j--

SPIKE'S VOICE:
"Yet her smell, it doth linger,
painting pictures in my mind.

"Her eyes, bowls of honey.

"Angels' harps her laugh.

"Oh, lark, grant a sign...

"If crooked be cupid's shaft.

"Hark, the lark?

"Her name it hath spake.

"'Cecily,' it discharges...

From twixt its wee beak."

-Tsk. Oh, William.
-It's just scribbling.

Nonsense.
It's magnificent.

I wonder, though.
This Cecily of whom
you write so often--

Oh--
(sighs)

Would that be
the Underwoods' eldest girl?

Uh, no. No.
Uh, I do not presume.

-She's lovely.
-(exhales)

You shouldn't be alone.
You need a woman in your life.

I have a woman
in my life.

But you ne--

(Sighs, chuckles)

(chuckling)
oh.

Well, do not mistake me.

I still have hopes
that one day there will be
an addition to this household.

But I will always
look after you, Mother.

This I promise.

(gasps, coughs)

Should I send the coach
for Dr. Gull?

No. (sighs)

I'll be all right.

(exhales)

Oh, it's passed.
(sighs)

Just sit with me a while,
will you?

Of course.

* Early one morning

* Just as the sun was shining

* I heard a maid sing

* In the valley below

* "Oh, don't deceive me

* "Oh, never leave me

* "How could you use a

* Poor maiden so" *

(growling)
(gasps)

(growling continues)

(screams)

-Dawn!
-(growls)

(shouts)

Get these soddin' things
off me. I'm fine.

Don't you think you should
take a little time,
calm down?

I am calm.

This stone of yours is--
is out, right?
It did its job?

So, I'm detriggered, right?

Spike, what do you remember
about the song?

(sighs)
oh, yeah, the song.

It's called
"Early One Morning."
Old folk ditty.

-What's it mean to you?
-Mean?

Nothing.
It's just, uh, my mum.

It was her favorite.
She used to sing it to me...

when I was a baby.

-And?
-No "and." That's it.

Look, shouldn't you
check on Dawnie? I clocked
the niblet pretty fierce.

She'll be okay.
She's tough.

O-ow!
I'm sorry.

(phone ringing)
WILLOW: Doesn't look like
anything's broken.

Did you use some sort
of a magic x-ray?

No, that's just
what people usually say.

Oh.

So Spike's trigger's
been active
this entire time.

How can Buffy
take this for granted?

I mean, he--
he lives in our house.
We train with him.

Don't waste your time
down that road.

Spike's got some sort of
"Get Out of Jail Free" card

that doesn't apply
to the rest of us.

I mean, he could slaughter
a hundred frat boys and--

Forgiveness makes us human.
(chuckles) Blah-di, blah,
blah, blah.

Uh, Willow, a call for you
from L.A. Somebody named Fred.

The guy sounds
kind of effeminate.

Look, Spike, listen to me.

What-- wh-what is it
about your mother?

I don't know.
I got along fine with her.
She was a nice lady.

-Well,
there has to be more than that.
-Well, there bloody well isn't!

What are you doing?
I'm going
to unchain him.

Buffy, just--
This is pointless, Giles.

Okay, he doesn't know anything.
Your prophylactic stone
didn't work.

Because he's not cooperating.
This process takes time.

He's blocking whatever's
flooding his consciousness,

And what he does--
he's endangered us all.

So the trigger's
still working?

Much as ever.

(sighs)

Ooh, such a pretty house
you have, sweet Willie.

It smells of daffodils,
and viscera.

Don't get too attached now.

We won't be here
for long, luv.

Well, then,

Shall we give it
a proper good-bye?
(growls)

You're a saucy one,
aren't you?

(moaning)

(chuckling)

Dru, we'll bring this world
to its knees.

It's ripe and ready,
my darling,

waiting for us
to devour its fruit.

We'll ravage
the city together, my pet,

lay waste to all of Europe.

The three of us
will teach those snobs
and elitists

with their folderol
just what--

Three?
You, me and Mother.

We'll open up their veins
and bathe in their blood...

As they scream
our names across--

What?
You-- You want to bring
your mum with us?

Well, yeah.

You'll like her.

(chuckles)
To eat, you mean?

(footsteps approaching)

William?

Ah, Mother.

Where have you been?

I've been beside myself
for days.

You needn't
have worried, Mother.

You'll never have to worry
about anything again.

Something has happened.

-I've changed.
-I-- I don't--
Who is this woman?

I'm the other
that gave birth
to your son.

-I beg your pardon?
-It's true, Mother.

Drusilla--

She-- she has made me
what I am.

I am no longer bound
to this mortal coil.

I have become
a creature of the night.

A vampire.

Are you drunk?

A little bit.
(coughing)

Think of it.

No more sickness.

No more dying.

You'll never age
another day.

Let me do this for you.
What are you
talking about?

And wh-why are you
acting so strangely?

It's all right, Mother.

It's only me.

We'll be together forever.

William--

It only hurts...

for a moment.

WILLOW:
Buffy?

Hey, I, uh,
just got a phone call.

I'm gonna have to
take off for a while,
maybe a day or two.

What's wrong?
Nothing you need
to worry about.

I'll give you
the full scoop later.

Maybe I'll even
bring back some good news.

(Buffy sighs)
could use a little of that.

Okay. Then i guess
now is as good a time as
we're likely to see for a while.

Just hurry back.
Will do.

Think about
what you're doing.

I have.

Buffy--
don't.

Mr. Giles?

You got a moment?

-What's on your mind?
-The same thing
that's on yours.

We got ourselves a problem.

Spike.
Yeah.

If that trigger's
still working,

Then the first
must be waiting
for just the right time...

to use it against us.

It does seem doubtful
the first simply forgot
it had such a powerful weapon.

Now, a while back,
it slipped up,

told Andrew it wasn't
time yet for Spike.

So, whatever the First's
ultimate plan is,

it's obvious that Spike
must play an integral part
in that.

Something needs to be done.

Buffy would never allow it.

Buffy would listen
to her Watcher,
wouldn't she?

(scoffs)
Oh, yes.

(chuckles) I don't think
you have much of an idea
of the Watcher-Slayer dynamic.

As a matter of fact,
I was raised by a Watcher.

You were?
Bernard Crowley.

Took me in when I was
a young kid, trained me.

Crowley?

(chuckles)
I remember the name. Yeah.
New York-based Watcher.

Resigned shortly after
his Slayer wa--

You're Nikki Wood's son.

Yes.

Spike killed your mother.

Yes.

Does Buffy know this?

She knows my mother
was a Slayer.

She doesn't
know about Spike.

And this has nothing to do
with personal vengeance?

(scoffs)
Does it matter?

He's an instrument of evil.

Now, he's gonna prove to be
our undoing in this fight,
Buffy's undoing.

And she will never,
never see it coming!

Now, I'm talking about
what needs to be done.

For the greater good, Giles.

You know I'm right.

What exactly
do you propose?

I just need you
to keep Buffy away
for a few hours.

BUFFY:
I don't know, Giles.

Is this really a primo time
for a training session?

I'm still
your teacher, Buffy.

As adept as you are
as a Slayer,

there are always
new things to learn.

Now, more than ever,

it's crucial
to maintain focus
on your calling.

In case you haven't noticed,
our plates are
kind of full right now.

Plus, I'm not
really sure how I feel
about leaving Spike

at Robin's house
to watch over him.

For what it's worth,
everyone at your house seemed

quite relieved
at the arrangement.

Um, Buffy, uh,

while I'm not technically
your Watcher anymore--

(sighs)
the fact that your life is
such chaos, only underscores

The importance of--
of the lessons
I can impart to you.

Fine. Impart away.

We're on the verge
of war.

It's time you looked
at the big picture.

Hello? All I do is look
at the big picture.

The other day,
I gave an inspirational speech
to the telephone repairman.

It takes more
than rousing speeches
to lead, Buffy.

If you're gonna be
a general,

you need to be able
to make difficult decisions,
regardless of cost.

(sighs)
Have you seen me
with those girls?

I mean, the way
I-I've treated my--
my friends and my family?

A-and Andrew?

Believe me, I know how
to make hard decisions.

Well, that's what
we're here to find out.

While we work
on the basics.

You live in a garage?

It's just a workroom.
Kind of my, uh, sanctuary.

(sighs)
A little place
to unwind, eh?

A hard day's principaling
got you down,

you need a place to cut loose,
let your hair down.

(door creaking, closing)

SPIKE:
So to speak.

What the bloody hell
is this?

I told you.
It's my, um, sanctuary.

It's the hell mouth, Spike.
You can never be too careful.

Just, um, stay away
from the walls,

You'll be all right.

It's a bit much,
isn't it?

(beeps)

What's your story, Wood?

No story, really.

Just tryin' to do
what's right,

make a difference.
(computer beeping)

How about you?
What kind of man
are you, Spike?

Sorry. Not much
for self-reflection.

Yeah, makes sense.

See, you strike me
as the kind of guy

who just
careens through life...

completely oblivious
of the damage he's doing
to everyone around him.

-Is that right?
-Oh, I know more about you
than you think, Spike.

See, I've been
searching for you for a--

a very, very long time.

Ever since
you killed my mother.

Killed a lot
of people's mothers.

Yeah.

You'd remember mine.

She was a Slayer.

So, that's it, isn't it?

You brought me here
to kill me?

No, I don't want
to kill you, S pike.

I want to kill the monster
who took my mother
away from me.

(beeps)
WOMAN:
* Early one morning

* Just as the sun was rising

* I heard a young maid sing
in the valley below *

(grunting)
* "Oh, don't deceive me--

(roars)

* "How could you use

* A poor maiden so"
There he is.

Mother?

Hello, William.

Look at you.

Mmm, yes.
All better.

-You're glowing.
-Am I?

Yeah.

Well, I suppose
I have you to thank
for that, don't I?

-However will I repay you?
-Seeing you like this
is payment enough.

(chuckling)
Oh, William.

You're so--

(chuckles)
Tender.

Well, this is
as it should be, mother.

You and I together,
all of London laid out
before us.

Ah, yes. "Us."

First, we'll feast.
Then the night is yours.

Theater perhaps?
Dancing?

Tell me,
what's your pleasure?
Pleasure?

To take my leave of you,
of course.

"The lark has spake
from twixt its wee beak."

You honestly thought
I could bear an eternity

listening to
that twaddle?

-(roars)
-That's right, dog! Fight back!

-(growling)
-(grunting)

I feel extraordinary.

It's as though
I've been given new eyes.

I see everything.

Understand...

everything.

Mother--
I hate to be cruel.

No, I don't.
I used to hate
to be cruel in life.

Now, I I find it rather freeing.

Nothing less will pry
your greedy little fingers

off my apron strings,
will it?

Stop, please.

Ever since the day
you first slithered from me
like a parasite.

(both grunting)

What are you s--
Had I known better,

I could've spared myself
a lifetime of tedium
and just...

dashed your brains out
when I first saw you.

(roaring)

(flesh singeing)

God! I prayed you'd
find a woman to release me.

But you scarcely
showed an interest.

Who could compare
to your doddering,
housebound mum?

A captive audience
for your witless prattle.

Whatever I was,
that's not who I am anymore.

Darling,

It's who
you'll always be.

A limp,
sentimental fool.

-(roaring)
-(grunting)

Hurts, don't it?

This what it felt like...

when you beat
the life out of her?

Toyed with her--

(shouting)
When you snapped her neck!

-Don't kill him yet.
-(gasps) What?

Why not?
Because I'm asking you
not to.

(grunts)

Would you let
this vampire live if
it meant saving the world?

Sure.
(grunts)

-Seems like
a nice enough guy.
-Thanks.

No problem.
My name's Richard.

Hi, Rich.

(grunting, groaning)

Giles, we had
this conversation...

when I told you
that I wouldn't
sacrifice Dawn

to stop Glory
from destroying the world.

Ah, yes, but things
are different now,
aren't they?

After what you've been through,
faced with the same choice
now...

you'd let her die.

If I had to.

To save the world. Yes.

(groaning)
Can I kill this guy yet?

-No.
-(grunts)

So, you really do understand
the difficult decisions
you'll have to make?

That any one of us
is expendable in this war?

Have you heard
my speeches?

That we cannot allow any threat
that might jeopardize
our chances of winning.

Yes, I get it!

And yet there is Spike.

(grunts)

An animal like you
never cared for anyone
but yourself.

No one else mattered.

Just... all about the hunt.

Yeah.

(breathing heavily)
SPIKE'S MOTHER:
You want to run, don't you?

Scamper off and cry
to your new little trollop.

Do you think
you'll be able
to love her?

Think you'll be able
to touch her
without feeling me? Hmm?

All you've ever wanted
was to be back inside.

And you finally
got your wish,
didn't you?

Sank your teeth into me,
an eternal kiss.

No. I only wanted
to make you well.

You wanted
your hands on me.

Perhaps you'd like
a chance to finish off
what you started?

I loved you.
I did.

Not like this.
Just like this.

This is what
you've always wanted.

Where's my dark
little Prince?

No!

Get out! Get out!

(gasps)

There, there, precious.

It will only hurt
for a moment.

I'm sorry.

What?

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

You think sorry's
gonna make everything right?

I wasn't talking to you.

I don't give a piss
about your mum.

She was a slayer.
I was a vampire.

-That's the way
the game is played.
-Game?

She knew what she was
signin' up for.

-Well, I didn't sign up for it!
-Well, that's the rub,
isn't it?

You didn't sign up for it,
and somehow it's my fault.

You took my childhood.
(grunting)

You took her away!

She was all I had.
She was my world!

And you weren't hers.
Doesn't that piss you off?

Shut up.
You didn't know her!

I know Slayers.

No matter how many people
they've got around them,
they fight alone.

Life of The Chosen One.

The rest of us be damned.

Your mother was no different.

No. Sh--

She loved me.

But not enough
to quit though, was it?

Not enough to walk away.

For you.

(sighs)
I'll tell you a story...

about a mother and son.

See, like you,
I loved my mother.

So much so
I turned her into a vampire.

Huh?
So we could be
together forever.

She said some nasty bits to me
after I did that.

Been weighin' on me
for quite some time.

But you helped me
figure somethin' out.

You see, unlike you,
I had a mother
who loved me back.

When I sired her,
I set loose a demon,

and it tore into me.

But it was the demon talking,

not her.

I realize that now.

My mother loved me...

with all her heart.

I was her world.

* Early one morning

* Just as the sun was rising

* I heard a young maid sing

* In the valley below
That's a nice little song
you got there.

Thanks, Doc.
You cured me after all.

I got my own
free will now.

I'm not under the First's
or anyone else's influences now.

I just wanted you
to know that...

before I kill you.

(roars)

Spike's a liability, Buffy.

He refuses to see it.
So do you.

Angel left here
because he realized...

how harmful your relationship
with him was.

Spike, on the other hand,
lacks such self-awareness.

Spike is here
because I want him here.
We need him.

I'm in the fight
of my life!
Really?

Not you, Richard.

You want Spike here,
even after what he's done
to you in the past?

It's different now.
He has a soul.

And the first
is exploiting that
to his advantage.

Oh, my god.
(grunts)

You're stalling me.

You're keeping me away--
it's time to stop

playing the role of general,
and to start being one.

This is the way
wars are won!

(sighs)

(panting)
Spike.

-What happened?
-(sighs)

Oh, my god.
I gave him a pass.

Let him live,
on account of the fact
I killed his mother.

But that's all he gets.

He even so much as
looks at me funny again,
I'll kill him.

(sighs, sniffs)

(Wood groaning)

(sighs)
I lost my mom
a couple years ago.

I came home,
and I found her dead
on the couch.

I'm sorry.

I understand
what you tried to do.

But she's dead.
Because he murdered her.

I'm preparing
to fight a war,

and you're looking
for revenge on a man
that doesn't exist anymore.

Buffy,
don't delude yourself.

That man still exists.

Spike is
the strongest warrior
we have.

And we are gonna need him
if we're gonna come out
of this thing alive.

If you try anything again,
he'll kill you.

(scoffs)

More importantly,

I'll let him.

I have a mission...

to win this war.

To save the world.

I don't have time
for vendettas.

The mission
is what matters.

Buffy.

I-- (sighs)

I-- I understand your anger.

Please believe me,
we d-- we did what we--

He's alive.
Spike's alive.

Wood failed.

Well, that doesn't
change anything.

What I told you
is still true.

You need to learn--
No.

I think you've taught me
everything I need to know.

Grr! Arrgh!