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Why are you talking like this?
- I think I'll catch the next soul train out. - You sure?
It wouldn't have any more effect than bad sunburn.
With me.
- Where are you going? - I'm sleeping over at Janice's.
But it's all surfacey physical stuff.
I'm not an animal.
Sorry. It's...
That the kinda demon you are?
I have to do this. Just let me go.
Balls.
Bazoombas.
Spike?
I'm sorry.
- Willow has a problem. - No more spells. I'm finished.
Maybe a Jaarvlen Flesh Eater, but they're hard to control.
- It wasn't your fault. - I killed her.
Oh, my God.
It's late.
He can hurt me...
A girl, she was hurt.
Curl up on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn and... listen to the cars honk?
I killed that girl.
We have to go, now.
I knew this was gonna happen. What did Willow do now? Did she hurt anyone?
Wait.
Cool. Well, shimmy on out when you're done lubricatin'.
- I'm in love with you. - You're in love with pain.
I won't tell anyone. I wouldn't do that.
- No. I'm not going to jail. - We can't hide this.
You are not going in there.
Buffy.
For goodness sake. What'd you do that for?
Why is she taking it out on you?
What with slingin' the Doublemeat and poundin' the big evil.
Whatever they've done, they won't get away with it.
Then why can Spike hurt me?
I love you, too, baby.
Really?