DRUSILLA: Spike, come dance?

SPIKE: (snaps) Give us some peace, would you? Can't you see I'm working? (Drusilla pouts) Oh, I'm sorry, kitten. It's just this manuscript. Supposed to hold your cure, but it reads like gibberish. E-even Dalton here, the big brain, he can't make heads or tails of it.

DRUSILLA: I... I, I need to change Miss Edith. (bends over in pain)

SPIKE: Oh, forgive me! You know I can't stand to see you like this. We're runnin' out of time. It's that bloody Slayer! Whenever I turn around she's muckin' up the works.

DRUSILLA: Shh. Shh. You'll make it right. I know.

• Buffy vs Spike & Dru
• Spike & Drusilla

written by: Howard Gordon & Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/21myline1.html