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Je viens de tilter que j'aurais aussi du voter pour Empty Places, parce que j'ai jamais autant voulu que les méchants gagnent quand ce lot de connasses ingrates se retournent contre Buffy.

j'ai détesté le fantômes, bouhou, le nouveau lycée, gnagna.. mpf. Seul point positif: il se sont enfin rendu compte que le téléphone portable existait

7.01 Rédemption / Lessons : mais pourquoi est il encore là celui là ?? et dans le round 1, je voulais voter contre lui, j'ai dit 7.02 et tout, personne n'a relevé, bravo !! non mais virez le !!

SUNNYDALE HIGH— BASEMENT— Spike squats on the floor in his new lair, mumbling to himself.

SPIKE
The thing is… I had a speech. I learned it all. Oh, god. She won’t understand. She won’t understand.

Suddenly WARREN MEARS is there, standing behind him.

WARREN
Of course she won’t understand, Sparky. I’m beyond her understanding. She’s a girl. Sugar and spice and everything…
useless. Unless you’re baking. I’m more than that. More than flesh.

Warren’s body suddenly shifts and he morphs into the hell-god GLORY.

GLORY

More than blood. I’m… you know, I honestly don’t think there’s a human word fabulous enough for me. Oh, my name will be on everyone’s lips… assuming their lips haven’t been torn off. But not just yet. That’s all right, though.

Another shift and Glory becomes the demon-cyborg ADAM.

ADAM

I can be patient. Everything is well within parameters. She’s exactly where I want her to be. And so are you, Number 17. You’re right where you belong.

Now Adam becomes Mayor RICHARD WILKINS as he crouches down beside Spike.

MAYOR WILKINS

So what’d you think? You’d get your soul back and everything would be Jim Dandy? A soul’s slipperier than a greased weasel. Why do you think I sold mine? (laughs) Well, you probably thought that you’d be your own man and I respect that. But you never will.

Now the Mayor fades and is replaced by Spike’s vampire lover DRUSILLA. She caresses Spike’s cheek affectionately..

DRUSILLA

You’ll always be mine. You’ll always be in the dark with me,singing our little songs. You like our little songs, don’t you?
You’ve always liked them, right from the beginning. And that’s where we’re going.

Drusilla stands up and becomes the MASTER.

MASTER

Right back to the beginning. Not the Bang, not the Word. The true beginning. The next few months are going to be quite a ride and I think we’re all going to learn something about ourselves in the process. You’ll learn you’re a pathetic schmuck… if it hasn’t sunk in already. Look at you. Tried to do what’s right. Just like her. You still don’t get it. It’s not about right. Not about wrong..

Spike looks up as the Master disappears. In his place stands Buffy, a hard, cold look in her eye.

BUFFY

It’s about power.

FADE TO BLACK
END