I do not understand, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, when your leader asks you to spend this last day doing as you wish, you are here. With me.

You could do anything, but the thing that you want is not here. I...I could be Fred for you, if you wanted.

I will gladly make trophies of their spines.

A metal box will not save these lesser beings. I will make it their tomb.

All too easy. Short work made of these putrid meat sacks. Perhaps I shall go assist Wesley Wyndam-Pryce. I will enjoy watching him work.

Wesley! Am I too late? There is a wound...the wound is mortal, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce.

I easily defeated my targets, and so I came to you, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce...because I was...

You will be dead within moments, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce!

Would you like me to lie to you now, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce

.Wesley Wyndam-Pryce Oh, Wesley, my love...

.Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, don't worry my love. It won't hurt for much longer.

We're together again, the way we were meant to be. Forever, my Wesley.

I love you, Wesley. My Wesley Wyndam-Pryce.

Winifred Burkle, you will now be reunited with your love. And now, I am feeling something. Something strong.

Cyras Vail. You have taken something from me. And I am no "little girl." Now I end you.

.Angel(us) O'Connor SpikePratt OG-gunn ...Wesley Wyndam-Pryce is dead. I cannot control the grief I feel for him.

I wish to do more violence.

Let me have my vengeance, Angel(us) O'Connor

Violence & anarchy rule this plane of existence on which I am trapped. Though I vanquish many demons, I cannot erase his face from my mind.

You wish to do more violence, frail blond half-demon SpikePratt? I shall join you--though I fear I will mostly protect your fragile frame.