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You're still a human. You could still have a heart attack.
I'm a human who was used as a lab rat for months.
- Where's Dr Overheiser? - Spike must have taken him.
There's a specialist waiting at Sunnydale General, Neurology.
- Is it supposed to do that? - Please.
I will know your blood, Slayer.
you get the cash.
then I am still gonna make you go to that doctor.
- Thanks. - Don't be insecure.
It's blood. It's what I do.
Forget it. Apologise later, if you're not dead.
- Means I get to kill you. - You get to try.
His heart can't take it. We've been at him for weeks about it.
You belong with us.
Oh, my God.
That's soon enough, right? I mean, if we bring him in now?
Maybe he thinks his body can handle it. He is in really good shape.
Nobody has ever known me the way you do.
I'm her pet project. Drive Spike round the bend. Makes every day a fresh bout of torture.
No, he's not at his apartment, he's not at the gym or the library.
I've opened up to you in ways that I've never opened up to...
Slayer!
But if you wanna throw it all away because you don't trust me, then...
We gotta get this taken care of. We gotta get you into an operating room.
You threw that vampire like he was a teeny-weeny little vampire.