"Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer" " I'm just a guy with his ear to the ground, but even I can feel it." "I don't know what exactly, but something's brewing." "And it's so big, ugly and damned it makes you and me look like little bitty puzzle pieces." "You're gonna live in that small room over there." "I know it looks like a closet, but it's a room now." "And I hate this plan." "I just don't understand when his problems became your problems..." " The school basement is making him crazy." "We can't just leave him there." "It's just... things are different now...he has a soul." " Mom?" " Get off her and let her talk to me!" " Things are coming, Dawn." "When it's bad, Buffy won't choose you." " No!" "You don't know hurt." "This last year's gonna seem like cake after what I put you and your friends through, and I am not a fan of easy death." "Fact is, the whole good-versus-evil, balancing the scales thing..." "I'm over it." "But believe me, I'm going for a big finish." " From beneath you, it devours." " What do you mean?" "How do you know Spike?" " What do you mean, how?" "He was the guy that, um...oh, what's the word?" " Sired." " Yeah, he was the guy that sired me." "OK, OK, I'm coming." "I'm up." "It's 4:30 in the morning." "Sweet mamalooshin." "Who is it?" " It's me." "Buffy?" "Where's Spike?" " Spike?" " Spike." "Xander, is he here?" " No, he's out." "At least he was when I got home." " Any idea where he went?" "I don't know, creature of the night, Buff." "He's probably out creaturing." "Why, what happened?" "Is he in trouble?" " I hope not." "~ SLEEPER ~ season 7 ep.08" " Nora?" "Nora?" "Buffy?" " She's not here." "Dawn?" "Oh my God." "What're you..." "Dawn, what happened here?" "What..." "You're cut." " I'm all right." "Let me see, make sure." " I saw Mom." " What?" " She was here, Willow." "I saw her." "She was here, and she spoke to me." " Oh, sweetie." " No, she was right here, and...and then she wasn't." "She..." " It wasn't her." " What?" " At least, I don't think." "I-I saw something too, and it looked like... someone else, but it wasn't." " I don't understand." " It's the Big Bad, Dawn." "The one we knew was coming." " But, that's what she said." "Mom, she said that things were coming, that things were on their way, and that she loves us." "So, it had to be her, right?" "I mean, her warning was true." "I don't know." "I just don't think we can trust anything right now." " So maybe the evil thing messing with you was here too." "Only maybe it was the thing trying to keep mom away." "'Cause she was trying to protect me." "Maybe." "Why would a vampire lie about who sired him." "What's that?" "Some kind of status symbol for the undead." "My sire can beat up your sire." " I'm not saying I don't believe him." " You just don't want to." "OK, let's look at this objectively." "Figure it out in a cold, impersonal, CSI-like manner 'cause we're a couple of carpet fibers away from a case." " Spike can't be the one doing this." "He couldn't if he wanted to." " Why not?" " Well, for one thing, pain chip, remember?" "He can't hurt anyone." "Didn't stop him from hurting you." "Hey, objective here." "Maybe the chip's not working anymore." " Oh, it's working." "I've seen it." " Is it?" "Or is that what Spike wants you to think?" " You think it's an act?" " I don't really know." "And neither do you." " No, mm-mmm." "There's something." "I-I can feel it." "He's different." "He's changed." "And, if it is an act, then the Oscar goes to..." " Well, this can't be good." "You here at this hour." "There trouble?" " No, no trouble." "I was just..." "Uh, we were just..." "Right." "None of my business." "No worries." "Spike, I..." "How was your night?" " 'S all right." "And yours?" "Did you, uh, bag any baddies?" " One." "Vampire." "Uh, someone I used to know, actually, a little." "Holden." "Holden Webster." "You knew him, huh?" "That must've been a picnic." " Yeah." "Well, I'm gonna turn in before I drop." "G'night." "You see that?" "You see how he reacted when you mentioned Webs?" "Cool as Cool Whip." "What's up with that?" " The sun's coming up." "I need to get home and check on Dawn." "We need to keep an eye on Spike." " Whoa, whoa, whoa." "When you say we you mean me." "And me's gotta go to work." "I got a big client meeting in a couple of hours." " Xander, this is serious." "We cannot let him leave this house until we know if he's killing again." "We need to find someone that can watch him." " Uh-uh." "Forget it, Harris." " Come on, Anya." "You said you'd do it on the phone." "Yeah, but that..." "That was before you told me Spike's killing again, and now you want me to be alone with him?" " You didn't mind being alone with him before." " What was that?" " Nothing." "Look, we don't actually know that he's killed anyone." "You know, lately." "Might all just be a mistake." " Yeah, but you don't think so." "OK, have you searched his room for clues?" "Trophies from victims?" "Killers like to keep trophies sometimes." "Scalps, necklaces made from human teeth." "You know, it didn't occur to me to look, but thanks for the tip." "OK, so you'll be safe in here." "Plenty of sunlight for you to hide in." "What?" "That's it?" "You're not at least gonna like leave me a crossbow or a flame thrower?" "Something to protect myself?" "We don't want him to know we suspect anything." "Besides if he tries to leave, I don't want you confronting him." "Call Buffy and just let her know that he's on the move." "You're gonna be fine." " Better be, because if I get vamped, I'm gonna bite your ass." "Wouldn't be the first time." " What was that?" " Dawn?" "Dawn!" "Buffy, it's OK." "She's OK." "Not hurt." "She's just exhausted." "Finally fell off to sleep." " What the hell happened?" "Downstairs looks like..." " Hell happened?" "Yeah." "This big evil that's been promising to devour us... well I think it's started chomping." " Oh, God." "And it started with Dawn?" " Both of us." "Buffy, this thing knows us." "It made us think that we were talking to people we knew." "Mine said it came with a message from Tara." "But Dawn actually saw... your Mother." "This thing...it had me for a while..." "I mean, before it started letting loose with the pulse-pounding terror." "But before that, the lies were very convincing." "It just seems real." " Lies." " I mean maybe...maybe to confuse us, to mess us up." "Or maybe just to be cool." " Vampire I killed last night told me Spike sired him...two nights ago." " Well, that's impossible, right?" "So maybe it was another one." "A fake-out." "You got one too." "It wasn't a real vamp." " It dusted real enough." " Buffy, do you think Spike is..." "I can't." "I hope not." "But if I'm wrong and he is, then I have to see it for myself." "I have to be there to stop it." " Anya, do be specific and tell a fellow just exactly what you're doing here." " Well, Spike..." "I'm here, obviously... for...um...sex." "Uh, beg pardon." "You and me." "Here and now." "Let's go." "Let's... get it on, you big bad boy." " Wait, wait, Anya." "Just a minute." "This is not exactly...is that a stake?" "Yes." "Kinky." " Uh, well, yeah, but what do you...?" "Shh." "No questions." "No talking." "I can't help it." "I can't stop thinking about you and us and our brief but unforgettable time together." "I mean, it's...why else would I be here?" "I mean, it's not like I'm snooping around looking for proof that you're some sort of wacked out serial killer." "I don't know why I said that." "Forget I said that." "It's craziness talking." "It's just nerves." "Nerves." "Nerves and-and horniness." "Oh, just shut up, William." "Anya." " Hmm?" " It's not that I'm not tempted." "Obviously, if things were different, you're a ripe catch." "I got it." "No problem, I understand." "You think I'm fat." " What?" " Well, it's either that or the haircut." " Ridiculous." "The do's quite fetching." " Oh, right." "Now you like the haircut." " Love it." " Sure, as a friend." " I need my pants." " Didn't mean to hurt your feelings, luv." "Who's hurt." "I'm fine." " Right." "Look, uh, I got things to do." " Don't stick around on my account." "It's me." "He's leaving." " So, um, what kind of name is Spike?" "What...are you gonna make me guess?" "All right." "I'll guess you're a little bit bad, huh?" "Am I right?" "Are you a bad boy?" "'Cause I don't mind." " You know you want it." "You know I want you to." "Um, is everything..." "There's my guy." " Did you kill her?" " What?" " The girl." "Last night." "What girl?" "What are you talking about?" " I caught the first act." "I missed the curtain call." "Did you kill her?" "Did you turn her?" "Is she one of your kind now?" " Did-did you...are you following me?" " Answer the question." "Where is she?" "Who knows?" "I talked to her is all." "Really." "Looked like more than talking to me." "Well, I certainly didn't off her." "Where are you getting this?" "You know I can't." " Right." "The chip." "No, not the chip!" "Not the chip, dammit." "You honestly think I'd go to the end of the underworld and back to get my soul and then..." "Buffy, I can barely live with what I did." "It haunts me." "All of it." "If you think that I would add to the body count now, you are crazy." " So, what... you just troll the Promenade looking for drunk co-eds cause you're hungry for conversation?" "Oh, is that what this is?" "Right." " What?" " You're jealous!" " Don't play games." "Not now." "Yeah, you saw me chatting up another bird, giving the eye to somebody else." "Touched a nerve, didn't it?" " Don't flatter yourself." " It burns, huh?" "But you can't admit it, so you trump up some charge about me being back on the juice." " This vampire I killed told me..." " Told you what?" "That I go out?" "Yeah, I talk to people." "Women." "Talk to them 'cause I can't talk to you." " Oh, Spike, save it." " As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me." "This chip...they did to me." "I couldn't help it." "But the soul, I got on my own...for you." " I know." " So, yeah." "I go and pass the time... with someone." "But that's all it is is time, 'cause..." "God, help me, Buffy...it's still all about you." " Spike, this vampire told me you sired him." " That doesn't mean..." " He said you killed him." "Dumped him in a parking lot somewhere." " And you believe him?" "Vampires aren't..." " I did follow you last night, and you know what?" "You didn't look lonely or casual to me." "You looked like you were on the prowl." " You can't know that." " So, then, tell me." "Tell me what happened." "You talked to her, then what?" " We talked." "That's all I remember." " All you remember?" " I don't know." "I go out." "I talk to people or I don't." "It's boring." "It all bleeds together." " Well, if you seem to forget that much, then..." " Not that." "The taste of human blood." "That, I'd remember." " You were camped out on the hell mouth talking to invisible people." "Recently." "How can you be sure of..." " No!" "You are wrong." "You've got an accusation from a pile of dust and not a shred of proof." "So, I'll get some." " OK, guys, find me some evidence that he did this." " Really?" "Are you sure that's what you want." "Find me the proof that he didn't." " You only think Spike is turning people 'cause that vampire told you so, right?" "But that night we were all told things that weren't true." " Maybe." " What?" "What maybe." " Well, just because those weren't the spirits of, you know, our people... just because it was some evil thing, doesn't mean what they said can't be true." " I used to tell the truth all the time when I was evil." " Look, we can't assume anything." "We need hard facts." " Well, if Spike is biting people again, should there be more dead people with neck trauma?" "Right?" "We can find that." " No." " No, we can't find that?" "But that's easy." "That computer's a moron." " I mean, no, there's not really an increase in neck injuries, but..." " But what?" " Oh." "Missing people." "Eight, maybe." "Oh, ten of them." "No bodies, they're just missing." "Mostly young." "Lots of girls." " So, it's true?" "What that vampire told Buffy turned out to be true." " Maybe." "But it still doesn't prove that it's Spike." "Right now, he's the only one who knows for sure." " No, no, no." "You're not going out." " I have to go." " Buffy was very clear about the not leaving of you." " I know what the Slayer told you." "It's not true." "Now let me go, and I'll find a way to prove it." "OK, I'm gonna list the reasons that won't happen." "One..." "Ow!" "# This is how it goes." "You'll get angry at yourself. #" "# And think you can think of something else, # # and I'll hear the clanging of the bells, # # 'cause I can't stop you, baby. #" "#'Cause I don't have a bribery in place, no bright shiny surface to my face, # # so I won't go near the marketplace with what... #" " She had blonde hair." "A nice looking girl." "I was here talking with her." " The other night." "I was looking for someone who might've seen her." "No, sorry." "# This is how it goes. #" "# It's all about shame and whatever they want, #" "# don't tell 'em your name. #" " He hit you?" "Knocked me out." "He's been gone at least half an hour." " Any idea where he's headed?" " One of them take your wallet?" " What's that?" " The way you're scanning that crowd...you look like you're out for blood." " I'm just looking for a certain bird I met here the other night." "Hmm, was it me?" " Sorry, luv." "Don't think so." "Not even if I ask nice?" "Or are you the type that has to be convinced." " Friendly warning, pet." "I'm the type best left alone." "Huh." "I get it." "You'd rather I slip into something more comfortable." "Should we pick off the crowd one-by-one, or block the exits and ravish the place?" " Get away from me." "What's with the wallflower act?" "You didn't seem so shy when you were biting me." "I'm not asking if you wanna be soul mates, just figured you'd wanna have some fun." "I take him, you take her...or the other way around." "Whatever." "No, you're lying!" " Is that all I was to you...a one-bite stand?" "# Because nobody knows that's how I nearly fell # # trading clothes and ringing Pavolv's bell #" "# but rarely shows it well. #" "# Well, well, well. #" "# Because nobody knows that's how #" "# I nearly fell trading clothes and ringing Pavolv's bell... #" "Hey, sweetheart." "If you wanna go in, go ahead." " Oh, uh, actually, I need some help." "I'm looking for this guy." "Bleach-blonde hair, leather jacket, British accent?" "Kind of sallow, but in a hot way?" " Yeah, yeah, I know the guy." "Billy Idol wannabe?" " Actually, Billy Idol stole his look from...never mind." "Has he been here?" " This guy your boyfriend or something?" " No, I-I just..." "I need to find him, as soon as possible." " Yeah, he comes in here a lot lately." "Every night leaves with a different girl." "Chicks like Billy Idol." "How many girls?" " Look, this guy...this not your boyfriend guy... if I were you, I'd lose him." "He's a real player." "Man, I hate playing vampire towns." "Hello?" "It's me." "I'm seeing..." "I think I'm remembering." "I think I've done some very bad things." "Where are you?" " I need..." "I need to see you." "There's a house. 634 Hoffman Terrace." " I'll meet you." " You shouldn't have done that." "It's not time yet." "Not nearly." "You're going against the plan, but we can make it work." "Down here." "You won't come down?" "I understand." "It's a risky proposition." "There's an order." "The slayer's not in order." "But it can't hurt to play." "Get your claws in the mouse, you know?" " You are not here." "All right." "What do you want to show me?" " I've been remembering." "The girl." "I walked her home." "The one you saw." "And the one before that." "And I think I killed her." "And I think I..." "I think I killed the lady who lived here." "And there might be others." " Oh, my God." "Here." "I-I think I buried them here." " Spike, why?" " Well, I don't know, do I?" "I don't even know how." "Shouldn't be able..." "# Early one morning, just as the sun was rising, #" "# I heard the fair maid sing in the valley down below. #" "# Oh, don't deceive me. #" " What?" "What is it?" "# Oh never leave me. #" "# How could you use a poor maid so?" "# Spike!" " What are you doing?" " Oh!" "Spike, listen to me, you don't want to do this." " And it's just about to get fun." " Oh, God!" " You know what I want you to do." " They're waiting for you." " Spike, no!" " You failed them." "Now she's gonna kill you." "You lose, mate." " Sorry, ma'am, but it's my job." " Do it fast, OK?" "He said you'd do it." " Who said?" "Me." "It was me." "I saw it." "I was here the whole time, talking and singing." "There was a song." " What are you talking about?" "I don't know." "Please, I don't remember." "Don't make me remember." "Make it so I forget again!" "I did what you wanted!" "There's something here." " Oh, God, no, please." "I need that." "I can't cry the soul out of me." "It won't come." "I killed, and I can feel 'em." "I can feel every one of them." " There's something playing with us." "All of us." " What is it?" "Why is it doing this to me?" " I don't know." " Help me." "Can you help me?" " I'll help you." " And you believe him?" " You didn't see him down there." "He really didn't know what he'd done." "It wasn't in his control." " Oh, an out of control serial killer." "You're right, that is a great houseguest." " Wait, is he...is he staying here?" " I don't know." "But I'm not letting him out of my sight, that's for sure." " Buffy, he's been feeding... on human blood." "That's gotta do stuff." " I'm not keeping him around just to help him." "I think there was something there, talking to him, making him do things." " Something like what was talking to us?" " Maybe.." " So, you want him around because...?" " Look, there's something evil working us, and if we are ever gonna have a chance to fight it, we need to learn everything we can about it." "This thing has been closer to Spike than any of us." " And if you want to understand it...." " I'm gonna have to get close to Spike." " Nah, it's too dangerous." " I don't have a choice." "Whatever this thing is, from beneath us, it's bad, and it's only getting worse." " Oh, dear God!" "Robson, are you here?" "Robson!" "You too?" "Dear God, I thought you..." "Gather them." "It's started." " It's all right." "I understand." "I'll take care..." "SUBTITLE BY BIGMARIUS"