DRUSILLA: I brought something for you. (offers puppy to Spike) Poor thing. She's an orphan. Her owner died... without a fight. Do you like her? Hmm? I brought her especially for you... to cheer you up. And I've named her... Sunshine! Open wide. (he looks away) Come on, love. You need to eat something to keep your strength up. Now, rrrrr, open up for mummy.

SPIKE: I won't have you feeding me like a child, Dru.

Angelus: Why not? She already bathes you, carries you around and changes you like a child.

DRUSILLA: Why, Angel. Where have you been? The sun is almost up, and it can be so hurtful. We were worried.

SPIKE: No, we weren't.

DRUSILLA: You must forgive Spike. He's just a bit testy tonight. Doesn't get out much anymore.

Angelus: Well, maybe next time I'll bring you with me, Spike. Might be handy to have you around if I ever need a really good parking space.

SPIKE: Have you forgotten that you're a bloody guest in my bloody home?

Angelus: And as a guest, if there's anything I can do for you... Any... responsibility I can assume while you're spinning your wheels... (looks over at Drusilla) Anything I'm not already doing, that is.

SPIKE: (shoves Angelus away angrily) That's enough!

DRUSILLA: Aww... You two boys... fightin' over me and all. Makes a girl feel... (moans in pain)

SPIKE: Dru, what is it, pet?

DRUSILLA: The air. It worries. Someone... an old enemy is seeking help... help to destroy our happy home. Ohhhh...

• Angel & Spike
• Spike & Drusilla
• the life & times of Angelus

written by: Ty King; . Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/29passion.html