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- Here, let's get her back to my crypt. - Spike, just go, OK?
The Slayer, right, but that's only one level.
Are you saying that Buffy could be like she was before any of this happened?
Either way, you'd be better off for it, but you're too twisted for that.
Oh, come on, that's ridiculous!
I can make you some food, something big with energy, help you clear your noggin.
great pelting showers of rice and so forth.
- Coming apart. - What's coming apart?
There were doctors and nurses and other patients.
Do you remember?
How come you're all home, hearth and DSL?
I stopped talking about it, and they let me go.
Hello?
Some kind of gross, waxy demon thing poked me.
We've all been kinda slummin'.
I feel so lost
And ever since, I've had this painful hole inside.
You're going downstairs with the others. It's the only way I can get healthy.
Get it? I... Never mind.
- Sunnydale. - No, none of that's real, none of it.
You all right?
I mean, they're probably just friends.
I'm afraid we lost her.
Cos what's more real? A sick girl in an institution...
Buffy, please, listen to me. That asylum and those people, they're not real!
I've been having these flashes. Hallucinations, I guess.