(Angel steps off his elevator into the W&H lobby)

FRED: Hey! Look who it is. How you feeling?

ANGEL: Better. Thanks.

FRED: Uh...(laughs) Angel... (looks at his feet)

(Angel looks at his feet, realizes that they're bare; looks back at Fred)

ANGEL: Oh, I...

FRED: (laughs) Always takes me a few days to get back in the swing of things, myself. Um...you should put on a clean shirt, though.

GUNN: (runs up to them, excited) Hey, guys. Come on. You'll miss it.

(Fred follows Gunn to the movie-theater style Refreshments stand where Harmony's desk would normally be, where they get popcorn and drinks. )

ANGEL: Miss what?

(Fred and Gunn walk into Angel's office. Angel follows.)

ANGEL: What's everyone—

(Everyone is sitting around, watching L.A. go down in flames through the windows as if it's the best movie they ever saw)

ANGEL: Oh, my God.

LORNE: Hey...down in front!

HARMONY: Yeah, Angel. You're blocking the apocalypse.

ANGEL: I have to do something. I have to get out there!

WESLEY: Don't worry. Spike'll take care of it.

GUNN: You should go back to bed.

LORNE: Or at least go put some clean clothes on. You got a little something on your shirt there, babe.

(Angel looks down at a bloody stake sticking out of his heart. We exit the dream and see Angel lying in bed with a slimy, blue creature feeding on Angel at the same point on his chest where the stake was in his dream.)

(fade to black, commercial, resume)

(Fred's holding a cake that's decorated with a scene of downtown L.A. on fire, with the words "Way to go Spike!" in icing.)

ALL: (singing) For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow, which nobody can deny! (clapping) Whoo!

WESLEY: Speech!

FRED: Speech!

ALL: Speech, speech, speech, speech!

SPIKE: (smiling modestly) Well, this is, uh... Thank you, everyone. Um...I don't know what to say. I'm just a... working-class bloke fulfilling his destiny. It was nothing, really.

(Angel stands in the background, in mailboy clothes, looking completely insignifigant)

FRED: Nothing? Spike, you single-handedly ended Armageddon and turned the world into a beautiful, happily-ever-after, candy mountain place where all our dreams come true.

(she gestures toward the window. Out the window a very fake looking fairytale castle has replaced the burning LA scene)

SPIKE: Beautiful, isn't it?

GUNN: The living end. And now...it's time for your reward.

WESLEY: Yes. Your reward!

SPIKE: But I didn't do this for a reward.

GUNN: Well, that's why you're getting one.

(Crowd oohs and ahhs as the Blue Fairy floats into the room toward Spike.)

WESLEY: After all, anyone who saves the universe from eternal bloodshed, horror, and misery deserves to get what they've always wanted.

FRED: Deserves to become a real boy.

FAIRY: And so you shall.

(she waves her magic wand over Spike's head, sprinkling him with glittery gold fairy dust)

SPIKE: My heart. It's... it's beating again! Listen!

FRED: You're human, Spike! You're alive!

GUNN: Ooh! I wanna hear!

WESLEY: Let's hear it for Spike!

ALL: Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Whoo! (cheering)

(resigned, Angel takes up his position behind the mail cart and pushes it sadly away from the celebrating crowd)

• Angel & Spike
• Angel's Mission
• Prophetic/Mystical/Hallucinary Dreams

written by: Brent Fletcher; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x10_tran.php