SPIKE: So, what's on the 'genda? Rousting a nest of venomous retirement plans?

ANGEL: Shop's closed, Spike. Come back and haunt me tomorrow.

SPIKE: Air's too rarefied up here for my taste, anyhows. Down with the dregs is where I belong, isn't it?

ANGEL: And yet he's still here.

SPIKE: Just thought we could hang is all. Couple of vampires from the old days doing our... hangy thing.

ANGEL: You're starting to feel it, aren't you? How close you are now... to hell?

SPIKE: What if I am? Not like it's such a big, bleeding deal, is it? If a ponce like you could break out—

ANGEL: I never escaped from hell. All I got was a short reprieve. Not even sure how I managed that.

SPIKE: Oh, put your martyr away, Mahatma. Fred told me all about your great, shining prophecy. Pile up all your good deeds and get the big brass ring handed to you like everything else.

ANGEL: Except for one small catch. The prophecy's a bunch of bull. They all are. Nothing's written in stone or fated to happen, Spike. You save the world, you end up running an evil law firm.

SPIKE: Or playin' Casper with one foot in the fryer.

ANGEL: You think any of it matters? The things we did? The lives we destroyed. That's all that's ever gonna count. So, yeah, surprise. You're going to hell. We both are.

SPIKE: Then why even bother? Try to do the right thing, make a difference...

ANGEL: What else are we gonna do?

SPIKE: So that's it, then. I really am going to burn.

ANGEL: Welcome to the club.

• Angel & Spike
• Angel goes dark
• Angel's Mission

written by: Steven S. DeKnight; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x04_tran.php