"Feed on flesh. My flesh. Nothing else, not a spark. Oh, fine. Flesh, then. Solid through. Get it hard, service the girl."

so bad 
Dude was fucked in the head, you're seriously calling out this dialog?

"It's what you wanted, right? It's what
you wanted, right? And now everybody's in here, talking. Everything I did, everyone I - and him. And it. The other... the thing... beneath... beneath you. It's here, too."


"Buffy, can we rest?"
