Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sorry. Not much for self-reflection.
- He was killing again. - So he has a trigger, a soul and a chip?
That any one of us is expendable in this war?
Let's get this over with. What are you gonna do?
- I'm Robin Wood. - Oh, sorry. Rupert Giles. Sorry.
So, whatever the First's ultimate plan is, Spike must play an integral part in that.
There's something in your subconscious that it's using to provoke a violent reaction.
- There has to be more than that. - Well, there bloody well isn't!
We couldn't have put these chains back up a week ago.
- And why are you acting so strangely? - It's all right, Mother.
Yes, but things are different now. After what you've been through.
So we could be together forever.
You honestly thought I could bear an eternity listening to that twaddle?
Buffy would listen to her watcher, wouldn't she?
She... doesn't know about Spike.
You want Spike here even after what he's done to you in the past?
Seeing you like this is payment enough.
before I kill you.
He could slaughter a hundred frat boys and...
Oh, William. You're so...
Does Buffy know this?
# In the valley below
Just... trying to do what's right.
"The lark hath spake from 'twixt its wee beak."
Buffy, don't delude yourself. That man still exists.
Oh, my God.
What's your story, Wood?
What exactly do you propose?