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come wander through the BuffyVerse...| Illyria to Spike: This shell... you had affection for it, for Fred. Yet you strike at her form without sentiment. from Timebomb (Season 5) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Spike & Illyria are trading blows in the observation/training room. They continue trading blows as they talk.)
SPIKE: Ooh! All right, grandma. Give ya that. Good one.
ILLYRIA: This shell... you had affection for it, for Fred.
SPIKE: Tons. Loved the bird.
ILLYRIA: Yet you strike at her form without sentiment.
SPIKE: You ain't her. I can see it. Lord knows I can smell it. And I got no problem hitting it.
ILLYRIA: You're adapting.
SPIKE: (grinning) We do that.
ILLYRIA: Adaptation is compromise.
SPIKE: It's called learning. But then I guess you know everything there is to know.
ILLYRIA: When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned. It knelt at my feet.
SPIKE: (looks up, mocking) Dear Penthouse, I don't normally write letters like this, but--
(Illyria punches him in the face, knocking him back a few steps)
SPIKE: Oh, ho ho!
ILLYRIA: Illyria was all they needed to know.
SPIKE: Then came the Internet.
ILLYRIA: You have nothing. Your kind has pulled this domain apart. Each of you has snatched a tiny piece of it. Even those with the mightiest hoards are paupers.
SPIKE: The one who dies with the most toys wins, eh?
ILLYRIA: To never die... and to conquer all, that is winning.
(Spike starts charging at Illyria again, but with a wave of her hand she slows time. Spike is soaring through the air toward her at a snail's pace as she walks normally past him. When he reaches the floor, he's back to normal time. He looks around, confused at not seeing Illyria. He turns to see her standing behind him.)
SPIKE: Now that's cheating.
(Illyria kicks Spike hard in the stomach, sending him across the room. He hits the wall where the observation window is and falls to the floor in a heap.)
ANGEL: (over intercom) Spike, talk to you for a minute.
ILLYRIA: (looks down at him) You may go.
SPIKE: (scoffs) Huh! Yeah, great. Thanks so much.
written by: Ben Edlund; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x19_tran.php