The door slams open. Buffybot stands there, no longer wearing her jacket but still in the pink blouse and skirt. She walks briskly over to the coffin where Spike's lying.
Buffybot: Spike! You're covered in sexy wounds.
Spike turns his head toward her. His eyes are swollen mostly shut.
Spike: Yeah. (starts to sit up) I feel real sexy. (slowly pulls himself upright) Where you been?
Buffybot: I fell down and got confused. Willow fixed me. She's gay.
Spike: Will fixed you? I thought they'd melt you into scrap.
Buffybot: They were confused too. (smiles) Do you wanna ravage me now?
Spike: (weakly) Give us a minute. Got some bones need mending.
Buffybot: Why did you let that Glory hurt you?
Spike: She wanted to know who the Key was.
Buffybot: Oh, well, I can tell her, and then you'll-(turns to leave)
Spike: No! (coughs as she turns back) You can't ever. Glory never finds out.
Buffybot: Why?
Spike: (quietly) 'Cause Buffy"¦the other, not so pleasant Buffy"¦anything happened to Dawn, it'd destroy her. I couldn't live, her bein' in that much pain. Let Glory kill me first. Nearly bloody did.
She frowns slightly, then leans forward and kisses him softly on the lips. Spike starts to kiss her back, frowns and pulls away.
Shot of her looking at him.
Spike stares at her in amazement.
She turns to walk away.
Spike: And my robot?
Buffy: (turns back) The robot is gone. The robot was gross and obscene.
Spike: (lowers his head) It wasn't supposed to-
Buffy: Don't. That"¦thing, it"¦it wasn't even real.
She turns and takes a few more steps toward the door. Spike sits with his head hanging. Buffy pauses again but doesn't turn back to him.
Buffy: What you did, for me, and Dawn"¦that was real.
Spike lifts his head to look at her. She turns to look at him over her shoulder. Buffy: I won't forget it.
She walks out, closing the door behind her. Spike stares after her.