Story by: David Fury.
Harmony... Mercedes McNab
Magnus Hainsley... Victor Raider-Wexler
Hainsley's butler... William Utay
Summary:
People at the Wolfram & Hart start to act violently and it turns out the whole catastophy is because now Spike is corporeal and there are two souled vampires. Spike hears about the Shanshu and Wesley's replacement for the time he is on vacation tells the team that there's a cup in the Shanshu prophecy that will turn who drinks it human. Spike goes after the cup with Angel following close by.
Spike is still afraid that Marti Noxon will
come and take his clothes away.
Angel: (to Spike) But you're dead.
Fred: (of the amulet) What is it?
Spike: I must be in hell.
Fred: Ectoplasm's what makes ghosts visible to the human eye. If he's a ghost, technically we shouldn't be able to see him. And I'm detecting brainwave activity.
Spike: Or maybe Captain Forehead was feeling a little less special. Didn't like me crashing his exclusive club—another vampire with a soul in the world.
Spike: This place just goes on and on, doesn't it? Like a ruddy theme park attraction.
Spike: Hey! I'm nobody's bloody property, Percy. So what? I'm just stuck here forever? (to Angel) I bet you're loving this, aren't you?
Spike: This haunting-you-till- the-end-of-time idea of yours is starting to sound appealing. I could drive you completely starkers, right out of your gourd. Yeah, and you wouldn't be able to do a sodding thing about it. (Angel changes to the next car. Spike is already sitting there) Fancy a road trip. This'll be fun, eh? You and me together again. So...where are we off to?
Butler: Do you have an appointment with Mr. Hainsley?
Angel: (to Spike) I know you can't help me, but could you maybe not root for the other team?
Angel: Fair?! You asked for a soul. I didn't! It almost killed me. I spent a hundred years trying to come to terms with infinite remorse. You spent 3 weeks moaning in a basement, and then you were fine! What's fair about that?!
Angel: Ground rules. Haunt me all you want during business hours, but this space—off limits.
Angel: Yeah, well, sharing's not something Spike does very well.
Harmony: Well, yeah. Who here isn't? (looks around) Besides him (to Wes) and him (to Gunn) and her (to Fred) and... (to Lorne) What are you again?
Angel: Something I gave to Buffy before...
Spike: Buffy! Is she—
Angel: She's OK.
Spike: Where... where is she?
Angel: Europe, last I heard from her.
Spike: Wanna see her... Wanna talk to her.
Angel: That's gonna be tough.
Spike: You can't keep her from me.
Angel: She's not mine to keep... or yours.
Spike: Says you. You got no idea what we had.
Angel: You never had her.
Spike: More than you, you poncy...
Harmony: Oh...my...God! You and the slayer actually... I mean, I know you had that twisted obsession with her, but...yecch. That's just... yecch. (walks away, stops) I... yecch!
Lorne: Uh, no. L.A., but a lot of people make that mistake.
Angel: On Spike? (chuckles) That is weird.
Angel: You're not in the world...Casper
Angel: I'm in a meeting, Spike.
Spike: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't care.
Angel: Knowing you'll be haunting me till the end of time? Hmm. It's a dream come true.
Angel: To see the wizard.
Spike: Let's just say he sent us an invitation.
Angel: We're—I'm from Wolfram & Hart.
Spike: I'm his date.
Harmony: Preaching to the horse's mouth.
