Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

Why didn't your chip go off?

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

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

The mission is what matters. Right?

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

You're Nikki Wood's son.

- Spike, listen to me. - Yeah.

- Ow, ow! - Spike!

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

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

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

Hopefully? So it might not work?

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

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

Now I find it rather freeing.

Not enough to walk away... for you.

Yeah, makes sense.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Think about what you're doing.

I spent a long time trying to track you down.

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

You needn't have worried