Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shouldn't you take a little time? Calm down?

- Nice coat. Where'd you get it? - New York.

- Spike, listen to me. - Yeah.

This is as it should be, Mother. You and I together.

The mission is what matters. Right?

I don't think you have much of an idea of the watcher-slayer dynamic.

I will always look after you, Mother. This I promise.

Not enough to walk away... for you.

Hopefully? So it might not work?

All the rubbish people keep sticking in my head, it's a wonder there's room for my brain.

- I'm the other that gave birth to your son. - I beg your pardon?

For what it's worth, everyone at your house seemed quite relieved at the arrangement.

Yeah, makes sense.

I spent a long time trying to track you down.

You needn't have worried

Where have you been? I've been beside myself for days.

Think about what you're doing.

Why didn't your chip go off?

OK. I guess now is as good a time as we're likely to see for a while.

Now I find it rather freeing.

I'll give you the full scoop later. Maybe I'll even bring back some good news?

The rest of us be damned. Your mother was no different.

You're Nikki Wood's son.

- Ow, ow! - Spike!

Well, I suppose I have you to thank for that. How ever will I repay you?

Hopefully, once you understand what it is that's... setting you off,

She said some nasty bits to me after I did that.

You did a good job, baby boy. You stayed down just like mama told you.

My mother loved me... with all her heart.