Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- And what was that? - A spell?

A teenager. And we have no idea what's wrong with us. A hospital's our best bet.

- So what have we got? - Sorry?

I'm OK. It's scary.

I'm gonna help you with that.

Loo, shag, brolly - what is all that?

- Spike has split. - Well, that's what I get for socialising.

Come here. Please.

- I don't want to leave. - So don't.

I'm like a superhero or something

- Randy's right. We have vampires. - Slayer!

The boss ain't gonna like this! I'll be back. And I won't be alone!

Cos I thought you were a girl and I'd remember, but...

We did wake up all snuggly-wuggly. Maybe you're my boyfriend.

Hey, look, about our little debt problem. It's OK. I don't need the kittens.

Not that I want you to go.

We... We kissed, you and me.

- So you don't have a name? - Of course I do.

I'm headed back to England.

You're an odd duck, Mr Spike.

"Slay her." That's just what they said before.

And I think I'm kinda gay.

Randy Economy?!? Why not just call me "Horny" Economy or "Desperate for a shag" Economy?

- I? Me? A vampire? No. - Check the lumpies. And the teeth.

You could hurt someone. You could hurt yourself.

- Did you guys see that? - Vampires!

Now, easy, boys. No need to get physical, like.