WILLIAM: And then, when you leapt up right in the middle of the ceremony, grabbed the priest's head, and squeezed it until it popped like...

ANGELUS: Rotted melon.

WILLIAM: Yes! Eyeballs dangling from the sockets, and you shouting, Frankly, father, thine eyes offend me. (laughs, sits back) Bloody priceless. And beating the groom to death with his own arm, I mean, honestly, you're a bloody killing marvel.

ANGELUS: Yeah. Have a drink. (offers him the bride)

WILLIAM: No, that's your spoils, mate.

ANGELUS: I've had my fill. Go on, take her.

WILLIAM: Nah. I think I might go and find Drusilla. She's prowling for street urchins in the east end. Make her happy if I joined her for a bit.

ANGELUS: She's special, isn't she? Our Drusilla.

WILLIAM: More than that. She brought me into this world. Where I was meant to be. It's like... she's my destiny.

ANGELUS: Yeah, she is a sweet plum. I mean, a bit dotty and brain-addled, but—

WILLIAM: She's not— She's just— It's like she's still got a bit of a child in her.

ANGELUS: Perhaps 2 or 3 by now. Driver! Stop the coach! Happy hunting. Go on. Just be home before sunrise.

• Angel & Spike
• historical flash backs
• Spike & Drusilla

written by: David Fury & Steven S. DeKnight; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x08_tran.php