(Museum)

WILLOW: Great. No word of Valios.

XANDER: Not even a syllable of Valios.

SPIKE: Which means I'm one step closer to melting in a sea of molten hellfire, yeah?

WILLOW: You shouldn't talk like that. Yeah, okay, so you can't kill anymore, but there are other fun things you can do. You'll adjust.

SPIKE: Adjust? And what? End up like the two of you? No thank you.

XANDER: Here it goes. (mimicing Willow) We can't just leave him here to stake himself! It's not right.

SPIKE: I should think you would be glad to greet the end of days. I mean, neither one of you is making much of a go at it.

(he gestures at Xander)

SPIKE: You. Kids your age are going off to University, you've made it as far as the basement. And Red here, - you couldn't even keep dog-boy happy. You can take the loser out of high school, but...

WILLOW: I see what you're doing. You're trying to get us to dust you.

SPIKE: Am not! I just don't want pity from geeks more useless than I am.

WILLOW: We're not useless! We - we help people. We fight the forces of evil!

SPIKE: *Buffy* fights the forces of evil. You're her groupies. She'd do just as well without you - better I'd wager, since she wouldn't have to go about saving your hides all the time.

XANDER: That is no not true! We're part of the team. She needs us.

SPIKE: Or you're just the same tenth grade losers you've always been, and she's too much of a softy to cut you lose.

(Willow and Xander stand there speechless and after a moment Spike turns and walks on a satisfied grin spreading over his face. )

• Scoobies
• Spike's defanging
• Xander & Spike

written by: Marti Noxon, David Fury, and Jane Espenson; . Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/67doomed.html