Xander: Come with me, Shane.
Xander: Don’t think, it tires you so.
Xander: Rest here a while under the trees.
Xander (telepathy): Go on, go crazy. It’s a short drive.
Xander: It’s a comfort some part of me will…live on…after this is all over.
Xander: After the eagles get their share.
Grant: Eugene!
Xander: What?
Grant: Eugene!
Narration (Xander): He’s still ready to seizure if I’m not careful.
Narration (Xander): His sanity is gone.
Narration (Xander): But I have within me…legion. Enough for two.
Narration (Xander): So I give a piece of myself away.
Narration (Xander): It doesn’t hurt.