(Glory's apartment. Spike's hands are tied together over his head. His shirt is torn partly off and his face is bloody.)

GLORY: I have a riddle for you, precious. How is a vampire that won't talk ... like an apple?

(She walks up to Spike, grabs his hair and pulls his head back. We see that his chest is also bloody and has at least one ugly round wound from Glory's finger. With her free hand she has a dagger which she uses to cut his chest. Spike yells in pain.)

GLORY: Think I can do you in one long strip?

SPIKE: (weakly) Enough. No more. I'll tell you who the sodding key is.

(Blackout.)

written by: Jane Espenson; Haven't found a transcript yet, so am just typing up my favorite exchanges as time allows.... Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/96intervention.html