Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 7, Episode 14 - First Date - full transcript

Previously on
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

You killed
your best friend.

Didn't work 'cause there
wasn't enough blood.

Maybe that's what the First
needed Spike for.

We don't have time
to baby-sit a hostage.

I'll be good.

Apparently,
somebody left this...

in the courtyard,
and I was just returning it.

- That's some full-service principaling.
- I try.

There's gotta be a reason why
the chip is going all wonky.

This chip... We can either
repair it or remove it.



- Robson.
- Robson blacked out,

but the last thing
he remembers is Giles' head...

about to get real familiar
with a Bringer's very sharp ax.

It's started.

I understand.
I'll take care of...

It was, uh, extraordinary
good luck, of course,

and... and training...
Years of training.

Chao-Ahn, keep up.

You're new here,
Chao-Ahn, so take note.

Remember about training.

But I honestly feel the largest
part of it was instinct...

Instinct and-and reflexes.

There's a sort of wary watchfulness
I've developed over the years.

It's like another sense.
Spike!



Hey, you're not in pain!
Hey, you're not the First!

What? Anya said you
were the First.

Said you were evil. You're supposed
to be all... go-through-able.

Then what the hell did you tackle me for,
you berk? What's that supposed to do?

- I... I didn't think of that.
- More importantly, you just hit me.

Why didn't your chip go off?

Yeah, well...

Well, uh, when we
were at the Initiative...

There was a choice.
Right.

To either repair the chip
or to remove it.

- You had it remo... You removed the chip?
- Yeah.

- Had to make a choice.
- It really is okay.

- What's a chip?
- They removed the chip?

- You know this is dangerous.
- You just heard the horror stories.

Wear hoops. They'll catch on
something, rip your lobe off.

Lobes flyin' everywhere. That's
not what I'm talking about.

You mean Spike not having a chip.
Free-range Spike.

I have to ask. What... Why on earth
did you make that decision?

I guess it was instinct.
Like you were talking about.

I made that up.

I knew the Bringer was there
because his shoes squeaked.

Look, Buffy, it's crucial
that we keep these girls safe,

and I-I can't count
the dangers.

The First, the Bringers,
random demons and now Spike?

- And the principal.
- What?

Oh, nothing much. He was in the
school basement holding a shovel,

acting kind of evasive.

Plus, he's got that whole "too
charming to be real" thing going on.

- I'm looking into it.
- That sounds very responsible of you.

Balances out the "vampire
on the loose" issue.

Nothing's changed, Giles.

Spike had a chip before,
remember?

When the First had him kill
and sire all those people.

We have no idea if
his chip was working then.

A new chip might restrain him,

should the First attempt
to activate him again.

Spike has a soul now. That's what's
gonna stop him from hurting people.

Buffy...
He can be a good man, Giles.

I feel it. But he's never gonna get
there if we don't give him the chance.

Buffy, I want more for you.

Your feelings for him
are coloring your judgment.

I can hear it
in your voice.

And that way lies a future filled
with pain. I don't want that for you.

We haven't...

Things have been different
since he came back.

It doesn't matter if you're not
physical with each other anymore.

There's a connection.
You rely on him.

He relies on you. That's what's
affecting your judgment.

You think I'm losing sight
of the big picture, but I'm not.

When Spike had that chip, it was
like having him in a muzzle.

It was wrong. You can't
beat evil by doing evil.

I know that.

Well, I hope you're right.

You're gambling
with a lot of lives.

Hi. Can I help?
You seem kind of confused.

You aren't wearing
a green apron.

Confused, but sort of
randomly observant.

Sorry. I just mean,
you don't work here, right?

No. Right. Just helpful.

I'm Xander.
Lissa.

And I guess I
could use some advice.

I can't even figure out if
I've got the right kind of rope.

That depends on what
you need it for.

Something like functional around the
house or, you know, recreational?

By which I mean, for example,
boating or mountain climbing.

Not for tying someone up
for sexy, funky fun.

In conclusion, rope can be
useful in various ways.

I have a kayak.

Again with the random.
I like it.

Sorry. I need
to store my kayak.

So I was thinkin' maybe I could sort of
suspend it from the ceiling in the garage...

with ropes and a pulley
or a winch thing.

Not a bad plan. You'll need
stronger rope than that.

- Wanna have coffee with me later?
- What?

Oh, you're the only one
that gets to be random?

Now, if I were a sign of being
evil, where would I... be?

Buffy?

- Uh, Principal Wood. It's you.
- You lookin' for somethin'?

File folders
and mechanical pencils.

I wanna write on a file folder
with a mechanical pencil.

The supply cabinet in the outer
office has those things.

Oh. This isn't
a supply cabinet?

My bad. Okay. Thanks.

- Hey, Buffy?
- Yeah.

Um, what are you doing tonight?

Preparing for tomorrow's
counseling sessions.

No, really.

Watching a reality show
about a millionaire.

Well, then, I'd like
to take you out to dinner,

if that's all right
with you.

You don't have to. I'm certainly not saying,
"Come to dinner if you enjoy having a job."

I may have to make up a little document saying
I didn't just say that and have you sign it.

Sure. I'd be happy
to have dinner with you.

Great. I'll draw up
the paperwork.

So, he asked you
out to dinner?

Yeah. Isn't that weird?
He's a principal.

He's a young, hot principal with
earrings, but he's a principal.

Why do you think he asked me out?
He could be interested, right?

Yeah, sure.
You're a frisky vixen.

Or it could be work related.

Maybe I'm getting promoted
for doing such a good job.

Oh, right.
That... That makes sense too.

Or maybe he knows that I suspect he's up to
something, and he's taking me out to kill me.

Well, you'll have to dress
for the ambiguity.

You know, it's not even that
he's acting that suspicious.

It's just, there he is, on the
Hellmouth, all day, every day.

That's gotta be like being showered
with evil, only from underneath.

Not really a shower.
A bidet.

Like a bidet of evil.

Buff, if he's really interested,
are you... interested back?

I don't know.

He's good-looking
and he's... he's solid,

he's smart, he's normal.

So not the wicked energy,
which is nice,

'cause I don't wanna only
be attracted to wicked energy.

Or what if he is wicked? In which case,
is that why I'm attracted to him?

I'm gonna wait for that sentence to
come around again before I jump on.

You know what? Yeah.
I mean, I think I like him.

- And it'd be good for me.
- Right. Help you move on.

Why does everybody in this house
think I'm still in love with Spike?

No, I meant move on from this
imposed super self-reliance.

Let somebody get close.

Oh.

Hey, someone's here!
Guys, guess what happened?

- Buffy got a date.
- No, I did!

- Fine way to steal my thunder.
- Sorry.

If it makes you feel better, it's Principal
Wood, and I think he's aligned with the First.

Also, like 10 years older
than you, right?

Which is like a hundred years
younger than your type. Yea!

Someone who doesn't remember
the Industrial Revolution.

I think they're gonna
end up making out.

"Oh, Principal Wood,"
she'll gasp.

- "I love your lack of wicked energy."
- Watch it,

or I'm gonna make you talk about your new
girlfriend, who you hold hands with...

under the dinner table
and think we don't notice.

- How about yours? Is she evil?
- She's interested in me, so there's a good chance.

But I'm hoping for the best. We're
going for coffee. She has a kayak...

Dear Lord, I hate that mall.

The shop assistants are rude, and
everyone in the food court is sticky.

Looks like you found her some stuff.
Oh. Hello. Yes.

That's gotta be rough...

Getting just, like,
pulled out of your home,

being told you're
a potential Slayer,

and not being able
to bring anything.

Yes. And the language barrier
is-is formidable.

I was concerned that my Mandarin
is a little thin.

But as it turns out, she speaks
Cantonese, which is thinner.

But we muddle through.
And as I suspected,

ice cream is
a universal language.

What'd she say?

She's grateful to be
in the land of plenty.

Let's, uh, go and put
away your new clothes.

Hey, Wil, think you can do a
computer check on Principal Wood,

see if you can find
anything out?

Yeah, sure. Want me to check your
girl out while I'm at it, Xan?

Nope. I'm goin' in blind.

I'm gonna be
an optimist about this.

Why go lookin' for trouble? If it's
gonna find ya, it's gonna find ya.

"Getting the most out of your
new microwave." Hmm. Nice.

"Clock, setting the...
Page 3."

You don't need a manual.
It's intuitive.

Press the button marked
"Clock Set," for pity sake.

What kind of a nerd
are you?

No wonder you crashed
your jet pack.

Oh. Get thee behind me.
I rebuke thee.

Take that, the First!

Look, you monkey.

Ooh. Ahh.

It burns as it ineffectually
passes through me.

I'm not corporeal, remember?

Also, not a vampire, so...

A cross?

What do you want from me,
Jonathan/the First?

- I have an assignment for you.
- Um, I follow Buffy's orders now.

I'm redeeming myself for...
killing you.

I mean, for killing Jonathan.

Really? Why, so you can earn a
spot on her little pep squad?

You think she'll ever let you in?
You're a murderer.

Confidentially, a lot of
her people are murderers.

Uh, Anya and Willow and Spike.
Interesting.

And you're the only one
she makes seek redemption.

- Does that seem fair to you?
- I guess not.

- You know we're headed toward a fight, don't you?
- Yeah.

What do you think the world's
gonna be like after that?

News flash. There's not gonna
be a Slayer gang anymore,

but there is
going to be evil.

And as long as
there is evil, I live.

And as long as I live,
you can dwell at my side.

That sounds nice. Your
assignment won't be hard.

- They're just little girls.
- You want me to hurt the girls?

Uh, no, not all of them.
Not Dawn,

not Anya, not Willow,
not your friend Buffy.

- Just the potential Slayers.
- That's... That's horrible!

I'm... I'm gonna scream
and... and get Buffy in here.

She can't see me. I'll still be
here, and I'm gonna keep talking...

till you hear what I have
to say, so listen up, okay?

The girls must die.

I could never do that.

All those girls,
all that blood.

I-I didn't like the stabbing before.
You don't have to stab.

This'll be easy.

Andrew, I want you to think.

Willow brought something
to this house.

Something good.
Something you can use.

- The new microwave?
- The gun.

I want you to think hard.
Where did they put the gun?

Hmm.

I don't think it's really a date.
That's what I think.

Well, it is unclear. That's
why I chose a top that says,

"I'm comfortable in a stodgy office,
or a swingin' casual setting,

or killing you,
you know, if you're a demon."

It also says, "I sometimes
get blood on my shoulder."

Or it might be pizza.

I don't think I can fix it.
Thanks for trying.

I wasn't talking about
your date anyway.

I was talking about
the sham date of Xander's.

I think it's part of a plan
to make me jealous.

- Well, it's not working.
- Are you nuts? Of course it's working.

Observe my-my bitter ranting. Hear the
shrill edge of hysteria in my voice.

Uh-huh. Um, I should really
go find something else to wear.

Fine. Go. Leave me here to
stew in my impotent rage.

Well, I...

I'm also gonna pee,
so you should probably go.

You look nice.

Oh. Thanks.

Traditionally, one wears
something over this.

Heard you got a date.
Well, it's unclear.

I mean, I have this whole theory
about a promotion. Or he's evil.

- Buffy, I'm all right.
- You don't have to...

What? Be noble?
I'm not. Really, I'm all right.

You think I still dream of a crypt
for two with a white picket fence?

My eyes are clear.
Good.

I'm glad. Thank you.

Never much cared for picket fences anyway.
Bloody dangerous.

You should try this too.
Uh, going out thing, I mean.

I mean, there's that girl you brought
to Anya and Xander's not-a-wedding.

Oh, yeah, right. There's always
girls who like the look.

Bad boy, you know,
does it for some of them.

Yeah, I can see that.

I-I should go.
I don't wanna be late.

♪

Lissa, hi. I was afraid
you weren't coming.

You said 8:30, right? Did you
think I was gonna stand you up?

Well, it would be
kind of karmic.

What? Forget it. I'm
just glad you're here.

You're gonna love the coffee.
Got myself a Red Eye...

Black coffee with
a shot of espresso.

It's kind of rough if you're
not used to that sort of...

It's hot cocoa.

Well, sometimes
I don't sleep too good.

I just lost macho points,
didn't I?

Hey, who wants macho?
I like that you like hot cocoa.

Red Eye, please.

It sounded good.

Yeah.

Nothing? No records
or certificates?

College transcripts?

Looks like the only stuff in the system
about Principal Robin Wood is super recent.

Like since he moved
to Sunnydale.

I've Googled till I
just can't Google no more.

He's not in there.

Well, that's suspicious.

Anya, calm down.
They're educational.

- What's this?
- Giles made them for Chao-Ahn.

And now she's locked herself
in the bathroom.

There's other girls upstairs, and
they're starting to complain.

Those are flash cards. I made
them to facilitate her training.

Chao-Ahn never had a Watcher.

- With the language problem...
- You showed her these?

I wanted her to understand the
seriousness of her situation.

- Holy crap!
- Perhaps I'll rethink the approach.

In the meanwhile,
you wanna help us get researchy?

We're trying to invade
Buffy's date's privacy.

- Buffy has a date?
- Yes. Didn't you hear?

Everybody has a date.
Buffy has a date.

Willow's been completely
making out with this girl.

- Hey.
- Xander's out with some hardware store whore.

It's Datefest 2003.

Actually, Buffy's
investigating Principal Wood.

- It's not a date.
- Really?

- It might be a date.
- For God's sake!

How can anyone think
about their social life?

We are about to fight
the original primal evil.

These girls
are in mortal danger.

Didn't you see
the flash cards?

This isn't right.

This isn't right.

I know it doesn't look promising,
but I swear this place is great.

It's the best-kept secret in town.
It's just right down this way.

Well, it is one of
the nicer dark alleys.

I promise you. It's just a
little bit further. Okay.

You set me up,
you son of a...

What?

I guess we should talk.

The restaurant's right there.

And you still have to see her, like, every
day? Yeah, but I guess that's good.

How is that a good thing? I mean, it seems
like she never lets you forget what happened.

It's on her mind a lot right now, I think,
because our anniversary's coming up.

I mean, it would've
been our anniversary.

And maybe I shouldn't be
allowed to forget it.

I did...
It was a bad thing,

and it hurt her real bad.

And if you'd gone ahead
and married her,

even though you had doubts,
that would've been better?

I guess not.
Sounds to me like...

in the long run,
you're both better off.

I know it turned out good for me. And
that's what really matters, right?

I should've taken you
on a nicer date than this.

Well, I can think of
something fun to do.

Thank you.
This place is nice.

How the hell did you do that?
I've had a little practice.

Never took on two at once before, but I
have taken out a vamp here or there...

and some demons.

So, you're freelance?
Mmm. Freelance.

I guess that's
a good way to put it.

And you know who I am?
You're the Slayer.

Right. Okay. Um...

So I'm guessing that
you don't work in an office...

15 feet above the Hellmouth because
you enjoy educational administration?

Well, I actually do enjoy
the work, but... yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

I maneuvered myself
into that school,

that office, just like
I maneuvered you there.

The Hellmouth draws
the bad things in close.

And now we're headed for something
big, Buffy, really big,

and I need to be here
when it happens.

I wanna help.

So, you didn't hire me
for my counseling skills.

They're valuable too.

Wh-Why didn't you
tell me about you?

I wasn't sure about things yet.

- You didn't think you could trust me?
- Oh, no, no.

I wasn't sure I was ready yet...
Ready to jump into this fight.

And now you are.

Well, now the fight is starting,
or is starting to start.

And I don't have time to worry anymore.
I have to do something.

So, you knew who I was
before you even came here.

Yes.

How? How do you know
about Slayers?

Right. Okay.

See, when I was a little boy,
my mother was one.

The one, actually.
The Slayer.

Your mother...

Wow. I... I...

I didn't know that
any Slayers had children.

Well, I don't
know of any others.

She was killed
when I was four.

I still remember her, but it's a little...
fuzzy, you know?

Um, something got her?
A demon...

A vampire.

And, oh, man,
I went through this whole...

avenging-son phase in my 20s,
but I never found him.

So now I just dust as many
of 'em as I can find.

I figure eventually I'll get him. That's
probably why we got jumped outside.

I'm not very popular with the bumpy-foreheaded
crowd, and I bet you aren't either.

No. Not most of 'em.

Um, so, do you have any Slayer powers?
I'm sorry.

I... I'm just so floored.
I-I have no idea what to ask.

No, I don't have powers.

No, uh, superstrength
or mythic responsibilities.

I'm just a guy with a few skills because
her Watcher took me in and raised me.

So... you decided to tell me.

That's right.

In a darkened little
romantic French restaurant?

Um, yeah.

Yeah, I'm not really sure how
that happened, but, yeah.

Did you find the gun?

Yes. It was in
Buffy's underwear drawer.

She has nice things.
Show me.

Well, I didn't take 'em, but there
were thongs and regular underpants.

Show me the gun.
Yeah. Here.

Willow tried shooting
Kennedy with that.

Great. There's gonna be panic and
fleeing when you start firing,

so you're gonna have to get 'em
trapped someplace, like the basement.

And we're
killing them because?

Because they're the future
of the Slayer line.

When they're gone,
the line is gone.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Um, so why
not have Spike do it?

He's the one with the trigger.
It's not time for him yet.

You can wait for the next time
they're training in the basement.

But don't just rely on a locked door
to keep them in. You'll need more.

Okay. Okay.

Say, um,

do you have any...
weaknesses I should know about,

if I'm gonna work for you?

Like, uh, Kryptonite
or allergies?

What are you asking?
Oh.

Nothing. Um, are you made out of
the evil impulses of humans?

So, like, if everyone was unconscious
at the same time, you would fade away?

You're asking
a lot of questions.

Yes, well...

I, uh... Because...
Because I'm evil,

and I wanna do
the best I can at that.

So I wanna...
know stuff.

Like, when...
When do we kill Buffy?

Are you wearing a wire?

Oh!
Wil, what's going on?

You think you can
trick the First?

You think you could
squirm free?

I hold you, Andrew.

I made you do this.

Jonathan suffered.

He was your friend
and he trusted you,

and now he spends eternity
in pain because of what you did.

No. What's happening to you?

This is what
you did to him...

Took away everything he was
and left him like this.

You started down
a road with that action.

You have to keep going.

Stop looking like Jonathan.

You're not him.
You're the First,

and you're trying to get me
to shoot innocent girls,

but I won't do it.

I'm good now.

And when the fight is over, I'm
gonna pay for killing Jonathan.

You're gonna pay
for more than that.

You know why?

Because the biggest, baddest First
Evil in the world's angry with you.

You think this was smart?
I'm hearing something.

You think you could trick me?

It's not in the headphones.
It's out here.

You'll only hear
what I want you to hear.

You'll only see
what I want you to see.

So many dead girls.

There'll be so many.

I knew it. See? I knew it.

Thanks for your help
selecting the ropes.

- The one I picked wasn't strong enough.
- Yeah, that would've been bad.

Listen, is this because
I'm friends with Buffy?

- Who's Buffy?
- The Slayer.

- You know the Slayer?
- This can't just happen.

It can't just keep happening that
demon women find me attractive.

There's gotta be a reason.

You just seemed like a nice guy.
That's all.

- And I wanted to get to know you.
- And kill me?

Sure.

- Do the ropes hurt?
- Yes.

- Good.
- So, we're thinking it didn't go too well.

- You should've let me do this fast.
- No, no, no, I hate that.

- Ow.
- You tried to record the ultimate evil. Why?

In a complex effort
to royally piss it off?

Guess we succeeded
pretty good, huh?

God, I never should've gone in wired.
Redemption is hard.

Getting back to Spike's question,
why did you try to record it?

- Ooh!
- - To study it, to see if we could...

figure something out
from what it was saying.

Because, guys, we have to face it.
We know nothing about the First.

- Ow-ee. Ow. Ow.
- Well, we know not to record it. That's something.

Why did it appear to this one then? I thought
it was supposed to be pulling my string?

It said it wasn't time
for you yet. Ow.

I'm frightened. And my
chest hurts where the tape was.

It's okay, Andrew.
You did good.

You stood up to it. That's
really amazing. Thank you.

You're a peach.

Yeah. What did it want
you to do anyway?

- Shoot all the girls.
- Shoot girls?

- Not you, just the Potentials.
- Oh. Well, that's something anyway.

- Something tragic.
- This proves my point.

This time is crucial. We should
be circling the wagons...

instead of doing things like
going out on dates...

when gunplay is imminent.

Willow, call Buffy,
get her back here.

We need to dispose of the gun
and figure out our next move.

I'll go get her.
I'll call.

- Bet that's her. Sometimes
you're thinking about calling...

No, it's a text message.

Oh, it's from Xander.
It's one of our signals.

- Signals?
- Yeah, the system we set up a while back.

Like codes.

Uh, this one's either, "I just got lucky.
Don't call me for a while."

Or, "My date's a demon
who's trying to kill me."

You don't remember which?
It was a long time ago.

Well, if we play
the percentages...

- Something's eating Xander's head.
- Say, that's gratifying.

- Buffy will know what to do.
- I'll go get her.

That's okay. We don't
even know where she went.

- That's not good.
- I'll go get Buffy.

I could probably still track her scent.
She'll be worried about the boy.

Oh, my God! Mmm!

Oh, my God! That might be the best
thing I've ever had in my mouth.

Isn't it good?
They soak the pears in brandy.

Here. You need
a bite with the sauce.

Mm. Mm.

What are you doing here?

Is there a problem?

It's Xander.

Look, I... I know what happens if that
Seal down there gets all excited.

I don't think you understand what
you're getting yourself into.

The Seal opens and a vicious,
feral vampire creature comes out.

Well, then you do understand.

But what makes you think
that's, like, a good idea?

The end is coming...
The final fight...

And everyone is hearing
the drumbeat.

It's telling us
to pick our partners,

align ourselves with
the good or the evil.

Couldn't have done it
without you, Xander.

Thanks for the great date.

You sure he's in the high school?
Willow did a locator spell.

Useful stuff.
I'm not surprised.

That school's at
the center of everything.

- How much longer till we get there?
- Ten minutes.

- So how do you two know each other?
- He works with me.

You know, in the struggle
against evil.

Mm. Cool.

Xander!

Buffy!

He's a vampire.

Oh, God, hurry.

Hey.

I think your friend's
gonna be okay.

Hey, Xand, I'm here.

So, how's your date going?

Where are they?
It's after 2:00.

I can't believe Buffy
hasn't brought him home yet.

- His slut ate him up.
- His slut didn't eat him up.

And besides, I thought
you were all angry at him.

My feelings are changeable
but intense.

I understand your fear, Anya. I
know fear myself, 'cause, you know,

I, uh... I enraged
that primal force.

They're not back yet?
I'm worried.

I think we should go find them. Xander
could be injured or trapped or eaten up.

It is late. Perhaps a little
reconnaissance might be helpful.

She says she can't sleep.

Um, I made myself some warm milk.
You can have it.

Oh, she's shy.

They're back!
Oh, here they come!

Is Xander all right?

Looks okay.
Damn him.

- What happened?
- What do you think happened?

Another demon woman
was attracted to me.

I'm going gay.
I've decided I'm turning gay.

Willow, gay me up.
Come on. Let's gay.

What?
You heard me.

Just tell me what to do. I'm mentally
undressing Scott Bakula right now.

That's a start, isn't it?

Captain Archer.
Come on.

Let's get this gay show on the gay road.
Help me out here.

What if you just start
attracting male demons?

Clem always liked you.

- Serve you right.
- Children, enough.

- I'd need some stylish new clothes.
- Oh, enough!

Have you learned nothing from tonight's...
assorted chaos?

There isn't time
for fun and games and...

quips about orientation.

These... These aren't a joke.

This... This happens.

Girls are gonna die.

We may die.

It's time to get serious.

Anybody tell you about what
happened around here tonight?

Willow did.

The First is back
in the mix.

It, uh... It talked
to the little boy.

It said it wasn't time
for me yet.

I should move out, leave town
before it is time for me.

No. You have to stay.

No, you've got another
demon fighter now.

That's not why
I need you here.

Is that right?
Why is that then?

'Cause I'm not ready for you
to not be here.

And the principal?
How's he fit in?

You look good.
You're not my mother.

I give you a compliment,
and you don't say thank you?

- Did I raise you that way?
- You didn't raise me at all.

Well, I was dead.

So you're the First.
Why are you here? Why now?

'Cause you've been coming up in
the world, takin' the demons out.

- It makes a mother proud.
- Yeah?

Well, think how pleased she'll
be when I help take you out.

Until it's time for that,
I've got no use for you.

Would you like to know
who killed me?

- I know you went looking for him.
- You don't know anything.

Is that right? Well, you can
check it out after I tell you.

Check the timing,
reread what the witnesses said.

And the people
on the subway station...

Who is it?
You met him.

You know him.
You fought at his side.

Spike.

Now, what do you say?

Thank you.

Grr! Arrgh!