(Xander's basement. It's leaky)

SPIKE: Sodden sleeping chair is bloody... sodden.

XANDER: The quake just knocked a couple of pipes lose. There is a wrench hanging up over there by the workbench. Try tightening the coupling.

SPIKE: Do I look like a plumber to you?

XANDER: No, you look like a big mooch that doesn't lift a finger around here. But I have to get to work.

SPIKE: Yeah, delivering melted cheese on bread, doing your part to keep America constipated.

XANDER: Mock not. Remember who pays for the plasma around here, pal. You earn your keep or you don't get kept. When you're done fixing that leak try cleaning up *this* mess. And doing a *little* laundry for once wouldn't kill you ... unfortunately.

• Funnies
• Spike's defanging
• Xander & Spike

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