BUFFY: Better keep out of my way, Spike. I'm not gonna take this much longer.

SPIKE: And I should do what in my spare time? Sit at home knitting cunning sweater sets?

BUFFY: Would it keep you out of my way?

RILEY: She's right. You shouldn't be out here when she's patrolling.

Buffy turns to Riley in exasperation as if she's going to say something, but she doesn't.

SPIKE: Oh! I saw that. Looks like neither boy's entirely welcome. You should take him home, Slayer. Make him stay there. I've got knitting needles he can borrow.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

SPIKE: Buffy, Buffy, Buffy! Everywhere I turn, she's there! That nasty little face, that ... bouncing shampoo-commercial hair, that whole sodding holier-than-thou attitude.

HARMONY: Well, aren't we kinda unholy, by the-

SPIKE: She follows me, you know, tracks me down. I'm her pet project. Drive Spike round the bend. Makes every day a fresh bout of torture.

HARMONY: Spike!

SPIKE: You don't understand. I can't get rid of her. She's everywhere. She's haunting me, Harmony!  (quietly) This ... has got to end.

Cut to Spike's crypt. Spike is sleeping in his chair. Banging noises. Spike opens his eyes and gets up as the door flies open and Buffy walks in.

SPIKE: Should have known it's you. Been nearly six hours.

BUFFY: Well, it would've been less if I wasn't busy cleaning up your mess.

SPIKE: *My* mess? I just *borrowed* the doc. The mess is yours, Slayer. Yours and the boy's.

BUFFY: I'm done. Spike, you're a killer. And I shoulda done this *years* ago.

SPIKE: You know what? Do it. Bloody just do it.

BUFFY: What?

SPIKE: End ... my ... torment. Seeing you, every day, everywhere I go, every time I turn around. Take me ... out of a world ... that has you in it! (Yanks off his shirt and throws it aside) Just kill me!

Buffy stares at him, then raises her stake and lunges. Spike winces, but she stops at the last minute. They stare into each other's eyes.....

BUFFY: (Panting) Spike ... I want you.

SPIKE: Buffy, I love you. God, I love you so much.

Cut to Spike sitting up in bed with a gasp. Shot of Spike sitting up in the bed, looking horrified, while Harmony continues to sleep.

SPIKE: Oh, god, no. Please, no.

~"Out of my mind"