When She Was Bad
July 8, 1997 (Pink)
Written by: Joss Whedon
ANGLE: A HEADSTONE
It's night. We hold on the stone a moment, then the camera tracks to the side, passing other stones in the
EXT. GRAVEYARD/STREET - NIGHT
CAMERA comes to a stone wall at the edge of the cemetery, passes over that to see the street. Two figures in the near distance.
XANDER and WILLOW are walking home, eating ice cream cones.
Okay, hold on...
It's your turn.
Okay, Um... "In the few hours that we
had together, we loved a lifetimes worth."
Okay. Let's see...
'It's a madhouse! A m--
Planet of the Apes.
Can I finish, please?
Sorry. Go ahead.
She waits a beat to make sure he's done, then
Planet of the Apes. Good. Me now. Um...
I'm thinking. Okay. 'Use the force, Luke.'
He looks at her.
Do I really have to dignify that with a guess?
I didn't think of anything. It's a dumb
You got something better to do? We played
rock-paper-scissors long enough, okay?
My hand cramped up.
Well, sure, if you're ALWAYS scissors,
of course your tendons are gonna stretch --
You know, I gotta say, this has really
been the most boring summer ever.
Yeah, but on the plus side, no monsters
She sits on the stone wall. He leans on it next to her, looking off towards the graveyard.
I know, but I'm so restless! I'm actually
glad school is starting again.
Yeah, and that has nothing to do with a
certain girl that we both know that is a
Please. I'm so over her.
Did she, uh, say when she was getting
back, about which I don't care?
I haven't heard from her. I mean, I got a
couple of postcards after she went to L.A.
and then, like, nothing.
Yeah, I never heard... well, she's probably
having fun with her dad.
And you don't care.
Okay, so maybe there's some interest. I'm
a man, I have certain desires. Certain needs...
I don't wanna know.
The playful intimacy here is becoming ever so slightly less playful. He's kind of close to her, smiling at her.
I got a movie for you.
He dabs his cone at her, leaving ice cream on her nose. She stares at him wryly.
You're Amish, you won't fight back
because you're Amish, I mock you
with my ice cream cone, Amish Guy...
Witness. My nose is cold.
Let me get that --
He makes as if to lick it. She starts back, laughs.
What can I say? It makes your nose look
He daubs it with a napkin (he has the only one or she would). And again, yeah, they're pretty close, her arm on his shoulder, looking at each other, then less looking than gazing...
CLOSE UP: THEIR FACES
Come pretty close, right into the awkward almost-kiss-zone. A moment, and they stop, their heads separating.
There is a vampire right between them. Leering, ravenous, and practically in the kiss zone himself.
He's on the other side of the wall from them, the dirt and the tux hanging on him speaking of a fresh rising. The kids see him and start back -- Willow clumsily jumping from the wall -- he easily vaults it, coming swaggeringly at them.
(stepping in front of her)
The vampire jumps him. He steps back and slugs it -- but it isn't phased, grabbing his neck and pulling him in for the kill.
Willow desperately searches about for some kind of weapon, finally grabbing the vampire's arm, trying to wrench him off Xander --
A HAND clamps down on the vampire's shoulder. Pulls back and spins him around, straight into the path of a lightning fist.
The punch is followed by a roundhouse kick -- and another. The vampire finally gets time enough to lunge at the figure -- who easily FLIPS him onto the ground, turning to the others. [Hand Written: 'Stunt vamp. # 1, Stunt Double Buffy, no Double Xander, Willow']
The vampire rears up behind her and without looking back she SLAMS her foot into his chest, sending him flying back --
ANGLE: A TREE
with a broken branch sticking out of it. The vampire slams backwards right onto it, exploding into dust the moment he's impaled.
BUFFY doesn't even look back.
EXT. SAME - GRAVEYARD - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT
Xander and Willow hug Buffy, excited to see her. Xander perhaps slightly more so.
Man, your timing really doesn't suck.
When did you get back?
Just now. Dad drove me down. And I
knew you losers would be getting into
some kind of trouble.
I think we had the upper hand. In a
Does either of you even have a cross?
Well, it's been a slow summer. That was
the first vampire we've seen since you
killed the Master.
It's like they knew I was coming back.
What about you? How was your summer?
Did you slay anything?
They are walking again, Xander keeping close to Buffy. Willow tries to keep up.
Strictly R&R. Hung out, partied...
shopping was also a major theme.
Well, you haven't lost your touch.
That vampire --
I did kind of wail on him, didn't I?
I really like your hair.
So, how did you guys fare? Did you
have any fun without me?
Summer was a little yawnworthy. Our biggest
excitement was burying the Master.
There is a subtle hardening in Buffy's face whenever they mention that name. Neither friend notices.
That's right, you missed it! Right out
by that tree.
She points to
ANGLE: A TREE
deep in the graveyard.
Giles buried the bones and we poured holy
water and chanted and we got to wear robes!
Very intense. You shoulda been.
Have you see Giles?
Buffy is staring at the tree Willow pointed at. She answers crossly:
Why would I call Giles? I'll see him at
Man, I'm really glad you're back.
(unconvincingly, as she
looks at the tree)
INT. BUFFY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
HANK and JOYCE SUMMERS are unpacking Buffy's things. Hank brings in a large suitcase as Joyce puts clothes away.
Uh, do shoes count as clothes?
(re: large suitcase)
That's shoes? How much shopping did
you let her do?
Oh, I'm spoiling her. Did I forget to
What you forgot is that I'm gonna
have to deal with another year of
'Daddy would let me buy that.'
I just thought I'd save you from the big
back-to-school clothes nightmare.
My nightmares about Buffy and school
have nothing to do with clothes. Did she
manage to stay out of trouble in L.A.?
She did, yeah. She was, you know... great.
There isn't much GREAT! In his 'great'. Joyce stops unpacking.
She was just... I don't know. Distant.
Not brooding, or sulking, just... there
was no connection. All on the surface.
The more time we spent together, the
more I felt like she was nowhere to be
Hence the shoes.
I may have been overcompensating a little.
It was strange. At least when she was burning
stuff down I knew what to say. As for
example, 'don't burn stuff down'. But now...
Welcome to my world. I haven't been
able to get through to her for so long...
I'll just be happy if she makes it through
the school year.
EXT. QUAD - DAY
First day. Kids run to and fro, greeting each other, looking for classes.
CORDELIA walks along with a couple of Cordettes. As usual, all the talking is done by
It was a nightmare. A nightmare. They
promised me we were going to St. Croix
and then at the last minute, they just decide
we're gonna visit Tuscany instead. Art.
Buildings. Totally beachless for a month
and a half. No one has suffered as I have
suffered. Of course I think that kind of
adversity builds character. But then I
thought, well I already have a lot of
character, I mean it is possible to have
too much character, isn't it?
They move out of frame and we pick up MR. SNYDER walking along with GILES, watching the students around them.
The first day back. It always get me.
I mean, it's incredible. One day the
campus is completely bare, empty...
the next, children are everywhere.
Like locusts. Crawling around,
mindlessly bent on feeding and
mating, destroying everything in sight
in their relentless, pointless desire
I do love these pep talks. Have you ever
considered, given your abhorrence of
children, that school principal is perhaps
not your true vocation?
Someone's gotta keep an eye on 'em.
They're just a bunch of hormonal timebombs.
Why, every time a pretty girl walks by,
every boy turns into a jibbering fool.
JENNY CALENDAR is passing. She stops, happy to see Giles. Snyder doesn't even see her -- he's watching the kids.
Well, uh, dyeh, nnn, hello.
I've seen the way these kids gaze at
each other, all moony --
Giles and Jenny gaze at each other, all moony.
It's good to see you.
You think they're thinking about
Are you heading towards the faculty
That sounds like fun.
I try to talk sense to 'em, tell 'em about
the really important things in life.
Responsibility, discipline, punctuality...
I might as well be talking to myself.
Which, in fact, he is -- the other two have gone.
INT. SCHOOL HALL - MORNING
Giles and Ms. Calendar are walking together.
And how was your summer?
Extreme. I did Burning Man in Black Rock.
It's such a great festival -- you should have
been there. There were drum rituals, naked
mud-dances, raves, mobile sculptures, you
would have just... hated it with a fiery passion.
Yes, I can't imagine finding any redeeming
You probably spent all summer with your
nose in a book.
I suppose you'd consider that terribly dull.
Depends on the book.
Xander, Willow and Buffy approach.
Hey. G-man! What's up?
Nice to see you and don't ever call
How are you?
Alive and kicking.
Buffy killed a vampire last night!
A few surrounding students react to that.
Uh, I think you can get a little more
volume if you speak from the diaphragm.
We got vampires? I thought the
Hellmouth was closed.
Closed, not gone. The mystical energy
it emits is still concentrated in this area.
Which means we're still the undead's
favorite party town.
This vampire -- could you tell where he
might be from?
Local talent. Fresh. He was still wearing his
Which means there are other vampires
about, and they're already killing. I
should have been on top of that.
I wonder if they're here for some
You're the Watcher. I just work here.
Well, I have to consult my books.
(looking at his watch)
Eight minutes and thirty three seconds.
Xander looks at the others as Willow digs a dollar out of her pocket.
I called ten minutes before you had to
consult your books about something.
We better get to class.
The three kids start off.
(she stops, turns)
I realize you've only just returned,
but when you're ready, I think we
should start your training again.
I'm ready. I'll see you after school.
Well, I understand if you need a few
days to --
INT. LIBRARY - AFTERNOON
TRAINING MONTAGE -- We see various quick pops of Buffy in action. She's in great shape, moves with grace and power.
--Buffy doing a series of highkicks at a retreating Giles.
--Buffy doing an aerial flip.
--Buffy throwing a stake into a man-shaped target. Nothing but heart.
--Buffy punching a wooden post.
This last she does with increasing intensity, her fists flying at the beat-up post, her face rapt with concentration. As we go CLOSE ON her face, we see a flash -- so quick it's near subliminal - of
leering at the camera.
INT. LIBRARY - AFTERNOON
She continues to rain blows on the post, Giles watching her with a small blossom of concern in his eyes.
Buffy... I think that's enough... Buffy!
At this last she jerks back from the post and with all her might KICKS it, easily snapping it in half. Looks at Giles, breathing heavily, a trickle of sweat on her forehead.
Safe to say, you've stayed in shape.
Well, I'm ready for anything those
vampires want to throw at me.
INT. THE FACTORY - NIGHT
It's a dark brick building, old machines and rusted hooks and chains making up its décor. A group of vampires, including TARA (girl vampire) stands on the balconies and rafters, listening to someone on the floor below.
ABSALOM is long -- long in the face, the body, the fingers. His face, like those around him, is vampiric. He is too old and powerful to bother assuming a human visage. He moves with grace and authority, and speaks with same.
We have been put down, my kinsmen.
We have lost our way, and we have lost
the night. But despair is for the living.
Where they are weak, we will be strong.
Where they weep, we rejoice. Where
they bleed, we drink. Within these three
days a new hope shall rise. We put our
faith in him...
He looks over at someone.
It is the ANOINTED ONE, standing quietly in front of the factory's huge furnace. The flames behind frame his dark visage.
And he will show us the way.
The Anointed One almost smiles.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE - DAY
Buffy sits on a couch by the coffee table, lost in thought. After a spell, Xander and Willow join her, sitting opposite each other. Xander next to Buffy.
Buffy snaps out of it as they sit.
Fine! I'm fine!
Good. It's good that you're fine.
What were you thinking about?
Come on, you can tell us! We're your
bosom friends. The friends of your
I wasn't thinking anything. Really. Did I
have think-face? 'Cause there was nothing
Xander and Willow both have bag lunches, which they start digging through.
What'd you do last night?
Xander holds up a breakfast bar, Willow an apple. With unspoken accord, they toss them to each other.
Had weird dreams. I can't really
remember them. I just know they
were all over the place.
Dreams are meaningful.
They sure are. The other night I dreamt
Uh, it wasn't Xander. In fact, it wasn't me.
It was a friend's dream, and they don't
I'll bet they don't.
Giles approaches. Buffy rises to meet him.
What's the buzz? You look worried?
This vampire activity -- I think I
know what they're up to.
Well, don't stress. We'll deal.
I hope it's that simple.
It is not to sweat. Trust me.
I don't know. I mean, I killed you once.
It shouldn't be too difficult to do it again.
(it stops her)
He PUNCHES her, sends her sprawling onto the coffee table. Before she can even move he's on her, grabbing her throat. She tries to fight him off, eyes widening, but he's too strong.
ANGLE: XANDER AND WILLOW
Are paying no attention to what's happening next to them.
No one is. Students mill about, laugh, talk -- while Giles chokes the life out of a weakening Buffy.
She claws at his face, but only succeeds in PULL IT OFF to reveal beneath it the FACE OF THE MASTER.
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. BUFFY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Buffy awakes with a start, gasping and sweating. She is completely freaked, sitting up and running her hands through her hair. She looks around the dark room.
ANGLE: FROM OUTSIDE HER WINDOW
She looks small and vulnerable in the frame. Starts to settle back down -- a figure suddenly appears near camera, right outside the window.
Buffy hears a noise, looks out there. She stares, but she doesn't scream.
ANGEL is crouched outside the window.
Mind if I come in?
Be my guest.
He steps gracefully in, standing near her bed.
How are you?
There is a moment of uncomfortable silence; she's not making this easy.
So, is this a social call? It's kind of late.
Or, it is for me. For you this is, what,
It's not a social call.
And that means grave danger. Gosh,
it's so good to be home.
I'm sorry. I wish I had better news.
Let me guess. Some of your cousins
have come for a family barbecue,
and we're all on the menu.
The Anointed One. He's been gathering
forces somewhere in town. I'm not sure why.
I guess I'll find out soon enough.
You don't sound too concerned.
I can handle myself. I could use a little
Don't underestimate the Anointed One
just because he looks a child. He has
power over the rest of them. Its source
is deep, and old. They'll do anything
Is that it? Is that everything? 'Cause
you woke me up from a really nice
Sorry. I'll go.
He heads for the window. Stands facing it as Buffy hunkers down in bed, facing away from him.
I missed you.
She can't reply, but the hardness in her face melts away. After a couple of beats she turns, her true emotions about to spill out--
I missed --
But he's gone. She stares at the window, unhappy.
INT. SCHOOL HALL - DAY
Buffy is with Willow and Xander. She betrays none of her vulnerability with them.
Angel came by? Wow. Was there,
I mean, was it having to do with
Willow, grow up. Not everything is
Yeah! Some stuff is about groping.
(to Buffy, worried)
It wasn't about groping?
Hello, Hormones on Parade... it was
pure shop talk. You know, vampires?
Ring a bell? Pointy teeth, they walk
What'd he say?
Something's up. Nothing I can't handle.
Oh! Hey! Did you guys know? Cibo
Matto is gonna be at The Bronze tonight
Cibo Matto? They're playing?
No, Willow, they'll be clog-dancing.
Cibo Matto can clog-dance? -- Oh,
We should attend, no? If you're not
busy with fighting or anything.
Sounds like fun.
Cordelia arrives, cute jock in tow.
Oh, look. It's the Three Musketeers.
Brief confusion crosses the faces of our heroes.
Was that an insult?
Kinda lacked punch.
The Three Musketeers were cool.
I see your point...
I would have gone with 'Stooges'.
Well, I just meant you all hang out
together. So, did you guys fight demons
Panic from the three.
Yes! Our own personal demons!
Such as lust... and, uh... thrift.
(re: the other two)
I think I would have to go with
What are you guys talking about? I'm
talking about big squiggly demons that
come from the ground. Remember, on
prom night, with all the vampires?
Cordelia. Your mouth is open. Sound
is coming from it. This is never good.
They draw her away from the jock, who's not really paying attention anyway.
You see, we can't mention that stuff
in front of other people. Buffy being
the Slayer and all.
You haven't been talking about your
little adventure all summer, have you?
Are you nuts? You think I would tell
anyone that I spent the evening with
you guys? Besides, it was all so creepy.
That Master guy, screaming...
Once again, nobody notices the effect the name has on Buffy.
I don't even like to think about it.
Your secret is safe with me.
That works out great. You don't tell
anyone I'm the Slayer, and I won't
tell anyone that you're a moron.
She leaves, leaving Cordy a little hurt and the others a little nonplussed.
See, now that was a good insult.
A little TOO good...
What's up with her?
I don't know.
EXT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Kids (and young adults) pour in. A big sign advertises CIBO MATTO.
INT. THE BRONZE - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT
Cibo Matto is just finishing a song. Xander and Willow sit and watch. She has a little ice cream sundae, he has a soda.
I just think something's up, is all.
Willow, you're paranoid.
Buffy's never acted like this before.
Ever since she got back, she's different.
Buffy's always been different.
She's never been mean.
(cranes to look for her)
Any sign of her? She said she was coming.
No... The band's cool though.
Willow looks a little glum that he's not paying attention. After a moment, she takes a little spoonful of ice cream and dabs it on the end of her nose. Waits for Xander to look at her.
When he does...
Got something on your nose.
He turns back to the door and she wipes her nose, dejected.
EXT. THE GRAVEYARD - NIGHT
We see the tree Willow pointed out. TILT DOWN to see the earth -- the grave of the Master, to be precise. It has a series of little crosses all around it, but no headstone.
A spade is stuck in the earth. Another, and a third. They all begin digging up the grave.
ANGLE: ABSALOM AND THE ANOINTED ONE
Watch as the three vampires dig. More vampires around them. The Anointed One looks at Absalom, who turns to the vampire standing nearest.
Dig. All of you. We have to hurry.
The vampires move to the grave and begin digging with their hands. A couple of their hands begin to smoke.
(turns to Absalom)
The ground is consecrated! It burns!
The vampire obeys, grimacing from the pain. Finally they dig up:
ANGLE: A SKULL
Which they uncover further.
The Anointed One looks on, impassive.
INT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Buffy enters. Sees Xander and Willow, and starts crossing to them. As she makes her way through the crowd, Angel appears before her. It takes her just a second to throw up her defenses.
Oh. Hi again.
Is there danger at the Bronze?
I can't help thinking I've done something
to make you angry. That bothers me
more than I'd like.
I'm not angry. I have no idea where
that comes from.
What are you afraid of? Me? Us?
Uh, could you contemplate getting
over yourself? There's no 'us'. I'm
sorry if I was supposed to spend the
summer mooning over you, but I
didn't. I moved on. To the living.
She leaves, heads for Xander and Willow. Passes Cordelia, who appears to have overheard the exchange.
What's wrong with Angel?
The band starts playing. Buffy looks over at Angel, still hovering about in the back. She grabs Xander's hand.
But she's leading him on the floor. They start to dance.
ANGLE: BUFFY DANCING
Buffy's moves are a little too close, a little too hot. It's pure bad girl, and Xander doesn't know whether to be suspicious, aroused, or panicked.
Looking on, unhappy.
Hell, even Xander is looking a little upset. Buffy smiles at him.
Xander, did I ever thank you for saving my life?
She brings her body up against his -- is she gonna kiss him? -- then whispers in his ear:
Don't you wish I would?
And with that, she leaves. Leaves the floor, leaves The Bronze, leaves a wake of unhappiness behind her.
EXT. THE BRONZE - CONTINUOUS
She is about twenty feet out when she hears her name.
She stops, turns as Cordelia steps out of The Bronze towards her.
You're really campaigning for bitch
of the year, aren't you?
As defending champion, are you
I can hold my own.
We've never been close, Buffy, which
is nice, 'cause I don't like you very
much. But you have, on occasion,
saved the world and all that stuff,
so I'm gonna do you a favor.
Your friends can't do it, 'cause they
like you. And they're sort of afraid
What's the favor?
I'm going to give you some advice.
Get over it.
Whatever's causing the Joan Collins
'tude, deal with it, embrace the pain,
spank your inner moppet but get over it,
'cause pretty soon you won't even have
the loser friends you've got now.
I'd say it's about time for you to mind
your own business.
It's long past. Nighty night.
Buffy turns and leaves. Cordelia watches her go. As she does, we see two vampires emerge from the shadows behind her, moving slowly toward her.
I'll just go see if Angel feels like dancing.
Getting no response, she turns to go - and they grab her. Hand over mouth, they drag her off.
Walking away, oblivious.
INT. FACTORY CELLAR - NIGHT
Cordelia is brought in by a pair of vampires. They bring her down the steps and push her into the dark -- near pitch dark -- room. Go back up and shut the door on her.
Cordelia is terrified. She looks back at the door, at the back room. Takes a step forward, her eyes slowly adjusting. Taking another step and--
ANGLE: A HAND
appears in frame just as Cordelia's foot nudges it.
She jumps back, then looks down at the figure on the floor. Kneels, pulling the figure onto her lap, seeing that it is
who groans, unconscious. Her face bloody and bruised.
Ms. Calendar? Oh God...
She looks around at the dark, up the stairs. In a very small voice she says:
What do they want?
EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT
Buffy enters the graveyard from the street. She is lost in thought, wandering seemingly aimlessly. She sees
ANGLE: THE TREE
That Willow said the Master was buried under. Heads toward it.
As she nears it she slows down. Her expression changes -- or rather sets, like concrete. She stops.
ANGLE: THE MASTER'S GRAVE
Buffy tries very hard to stay controlled. She takes but one faltering step back -- and the Master is right beside her.
She spins. No one's there. But she's closer to the edge than ever. She looks back at the grave, shaking, whispering to herself.
He's dead, he's dead... he's dead...
INT. JOYCE'S CAR - MORNING
Buffy is in the passenger seat, silent and sullen. Joyce looks at her.
How are your new classes.
(not looking at her)
More nothing. Finally:
Is there the slightest chance that if I
asked you what was wrong, you'd
That actually gets Buffy to look at Joyce, though she says nothing.
Of course not. That would take all the
fun out of guessing.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE - DAY
Willow and Xander are talking to Giles.
It's the only explanation that makes
any sense. You should have seen her
last night. That wasn't Buffy.
Are we overlooking the idea that she
may just be very attracted to me?
(off Willow's look)
Possessed by what?
A possessing thing!
Well, that narrows it down.
You're the expert. Maybe when the
Master killed her, some mystical bad
guy transference happened.
That's what it was.
(aside, to Xander)
Why else would she be acting like
such a B. I. T. C. H.?
Willow, we're all a little old to be spelling things out.
(working it out)
I suggest the explanation for her behavior
may be somewhat more mundane.
Second bell RINGS, most kids filtering off towards classes.
She may simply have what you Americans
refer to as 'issues'. Her experience with
the Master must have been extremely
traumatic. She was, for at least a few
minutes, legally dead. I don't think
she's dealt with it on a conscious level.
It's too painful. She's convinced herself
that she's invulnerable for the very reason
that she feels --
Xander notices Buffy coming up behind Giles and hastily interrupts:
That's a very interesting point about
trout! That you made just now.
Trout! Yes! The trout... is a fish. Good
morning! Did you sleep well?
Like a rock. The Master's gone.
The Master. I went by his grave last
night and they have a vacancy.
What would somebody want with
Trophy? Horrible conversation piece?
They're gonna bring him back.
A moment. Buffy stares at Giles.
They're gonna bring the Master back
to life and I seem to recall you telling
me he was history.
Buffy, I've never heard of a revivification
ritual being successful --
But you've heard of them. Thanks for
Buffy, Giles did bury him in hallowed --
This is Slayer stuff, okay? Can we
have less from the civilians, please?
Okay, that's just about --
Snyder appears beside them, preempting Xander's tirade with:
I believe that some of us have classes.
And some of us have jobs.
(to the kids)
I'll see you all in the library after school.
And we can finish our discussion.
The kids disperse, Buffy giving Giles one final look.
There's some things I can just smell.
It's like a sixth sense.
No, actually, that would be one of the five.
The Summers girl? I smell trouble. I
smell expulsion. And just the faintest
aroma of jail.
Well, before you throw away the key,
perhaps you'd consider giving her the
benefit of the doubt. She may surprise
Snyder looks him over for a beat.
You really have faith in those kids, don't you?
Yes, I do.
He goes, leaving Giles alone.
INT. LIBRARY - EVENING
The sun is just fading as our team researches. Giles crosses to the center of the room, book in hand.
All right, I've got something. It's latin,
so bear with me. Um, to revive the
vampire, they need his bones,
(sheepishly looks at Buffy)
which they have... and, uh, the blood...
this is very unclear... of the closest
person, someone connected to the vampire.
That'd be me.
We were very close. Way close. We
killed each other, okay? It really
Well, is there anything on WHEN
the ceremony might take --
A rock SMASHES through the window behind his head. He ducks -- everyone moves, alarmed. Buffy just spins and catches the rock.
Wrapped around it is Cordelia's necklace, and a note.
This is Cordelia's.
Everyone looks at each other. Buffy takes the note, opens it. It reads:
'Come to the Bronze before it opens,
or we make her a meal'.
They're gonna cook her dinner?
Please pretend I didn't ask that.
What do we do?
I go to the Bronze and save the day.
I don't like this.
Well, you guys aren't going.
What do you mean?
I can't be looking out for you three
while I'm fighting.
What about the rest of the note?
(looking it over)
The part where it says, 'PS this is a trap'?
You'll be playing right into their hands.
And their hands are gonna get slapped.
We should at least go in force. Stock
I can handle it.
Stop saying that! God, what's wrong
Cordelia may be dead.
Buffy stops, looking at them.
This is my fight.
She takes off, leaving them to look at each other.
EXT. ALLEY BY THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Buffy is almost at the Bronze when Angel approaches. She turns to him, exasperated.
You know, being stalked isn't really
a big turn-on for girls.
You need help. Someone to watch your back.
You sure you don't mean my neck?
Why are you riding me?
Because I don't trust you. You're a
vampire. Or is that an offensive term?
Should I say 'undead American'?
You have to trust someone. You can't
do this alone.
I trust me.
You're not as strong as you think.
You think you could take me?
Come on, you must have wondered...
a vampire, the Slayer, I know you've
thought about it. If it came down to a
fight... could you take me? Why don't
we find out?
I'm not gonna fight you.
No? Big strong vampire like yourself?
Come on. Kick my ass.
The smile in her eyes is tending toward the crazed. He growls, low.
Now we get to see who we're really
He stops, controlling himself.
Don't you have somewhere to be?
She remembers Cordelia. Hiding a flash of guilt, she replies.
Well, you're wasting time.
She looks to the Bronze, back to him.
Just stay out of my way.
Happy to oblige.
She goes off. After a beat, he follows.
INT. THE BRONZE - A MINUTE LATER - NIGHT
Buffy enters, walking slowly, looking about her. Not as confident as she was around the others. She pulls out a stake, walks.
She hears CRYING. Looks near the stage and finds:
ANGLE: A GIRL
Huddled on her knees, back to Buffy, and wearing Cordelia's coat. Her eyes narrow suspiciously as she takes a slow step forward.
From far off, heading toward us. Angel appears off to the side, also approaching the figure.
That's not Cordelia.
And the figure rises into frame right before us -- (it had been huddled close to camera) -- and no, it's not Cordelia. It's a grinning vampire. Female, yes, but definitely not Cordy. She laughs, turns to Buffy.
Cordelia... she didn't come...
Where is she?
I'm not supposed to tell...
I don't like this.
There's the bait. Where's the hook?
Buffy looks around -- and the vampire JUMPS her!
She instinctively rolls, flips the vampire over. Comes up onto her feet and steps on the vampire's neck. She looks around some more.
You're right. Why would they send just one?
INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT
Willow and Xander talk as Giles continues to puzzle over his books.
I still think we should have gone with her.
Buffy's about to lose it. I think we
should be trying to reach minimum
Xander, you know it was a trap!
Aha! This Latin is translated from the
Sumerian, and rather badly, which
makes it difficult. But the person
closest to the Master actually translates
as the nearest -- physically. The person
or persons who...
He realizes what he's saying when he says it.
...were with him when...
He looks at the two of them, dead certainty on his face.
It IS a trap...
She comes toward him and as we pan with her wee see two vampires standing there. Smiling, needless to say. Willow almost walks right into them. SCREAMS, stepping back. Xander and Giles look around -- there are four of them in here, surrounding our three.
...it just isn't for her.
INT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Buffy has just finished tying the vampire's hands behind her back with Angel's belt. She hands her off to him.
Watch her. Don't kill her if you don't have to.
Buffy, what's going on?
I'll be back.
She takes off at top speed.
INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT
Buffy runs in, finds much overturned. Stops, then spots:
She runs over him as he is struggling to get up. He is beaten and bloody.
Where are the others? What happened?
She moves to help him up, but he violently shakes off her hand.
Vampires. The ones you could handle
Where did they take Giles and --
I don't know! I don't know what your
problem is -- what your 'issues' are,
and as of now I officially don't care!
If you'd worked with us for five seconds
you could have stopped this.
Buffy takes the words hard -- she knows he's right. She tries to gather her wits, to keep from breaking down...
We have to think. Why did they take them?
If they hurt Willow I'm gonna kill you.
Why did they take them and not you?
This stops him. He thinks as well.
Giles said the ritual was, um... they
needed people close to the Master...
physically close, when he...
The ones who were with him when he
Giles, Willow... Cordelia.
And Ms. Calendar.
Odds are, they've got the complete
set by now.
We just have to find out where.
INT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Xander and Angel stand watching something happen out of frame. Suddenly the girl vampire falls into frame, much closer to camera. Her hands are still tied behind her back, and she lands hard.
One more time.
She hauls the vampire up.
Where are they?
You're too late. Your friends are dead.
Tell me where they are.
What are you gonna do, kill me?
As a matter of fact, yes.
She PUNCHES the vampire in the face. She flies back, landing on top of the pool table. Buffy comes around the table, calmly unhooking her cross necklace. She holds it above the vampire's face and as the vampire moans in pain, Buffy drops the necklace into the vampire's mouth. Clamps it shut with her hands.
The vampire writhes, SMOKE pouring out of her mouth.
But since I'm not gonna kill you any
time soon, the question becomes, how
do we pass the time till then?
ANGLE: XANDER AND ANGEL
Look on, obviously uncomfortably with Buffy's methods.
Buffy pulls the cross out by the chain.
So. One more time.
EXT. THE FACTORY - NIGHT
CAMERA moves slowly towards the factory. It looks large and forbidding in the darkness.
INT. FACTORY CELLAR - NIGHT
Cordelia is tending to a still unconscious Ms. Calendar. The door opens, Cordelia starting back as a big vampire enters.
Please... go away... what do you --
She SLUGS her, knocking her cold. Starts dragging both women up the stairs.
INT. THE FACTORY - NIGHT
The Anointed One walks past the old, rusted surgical table in the middle of the room. He holds a goblet in his hands. As we track with him, we see the Master's skeleton laid out on it. He reaches the head of the table, and Absalom, who wears a black ceremonial robe. On either side of the table are two floorlength wooden torches.
The Anointed One hands him the goblet. Absalom looks up at
ANGLE: THE BALCONY
Where two vampires start hauling on a chain.
CLOSE ON: THE CHAIN
on a pulley, moving across the ceiling.
And we finally go WIDE to reveal the four bodies of BUFFY'S friends HUNG UPSIDE DOWN on meathooks attached to the chain. They are all unconscious as they are positioned directly above the Master's skeleton.
Absalom dips his finger in the goblet. Goes to the first body -- Willow -- and makes a small 'x' on her forehead.
The other vampires from a semi-circle around the side of the table as Absalom continues on to each boy, repeating the ritual.
ANGLE: UNDER THE BALCONY
Buffy, Xander and Angel have snuck in.
The three of them creep along in the dark until they can see the center of the room.
They see the skeleton laid out on the table. Above it, their four friends. The vampires in a semi-circle, six quietly chanting figures. Absalom and the Anointed One at the head.
Buffy can't move. Her eyes widen with fear and remorse.
The Anointed One produces a curved knife, hands it to Absalom, who says a silent prayer over it.
She snaps out of, looks at him.
We gotta do something now.
You two get the others out of here.
We'll need you to distract the vampires.
She starts toward the ceremony.
What are you gonna do?
She stops, turns back.
I'm gonna kill them all.
That oughta distract them.
Finishes his prayer, kisses the knife.
For the Old Ones, for his pain. For
They repeat it solemnly, one after the other.
For the Dark.
Absalom brings the knife to the first throat -- that of Willow.
For the Dark.
For the -- GYEHNNNNGH!
--eyes popping wide as the tip of a stake pops out of his chest. A moment of gasping, then he EXPLODES INTO DUST, revealing Buffy right behind him.
There's actually a moment of quiet.
Then Absalom SCREAMS, an inhuman shriek that galvanizes the vampires (BOB, JANE and NED) into action. They effectively flank our girl, and Jane and Ned rush her simultaneously.
She roundhouses them both in the jaw, staggering them back as Bob gets her from behind but she elbows him in the throat.
They are trying to surround her -- full frontal assault hasn't paid off. She dodges about the boxes and machines, quick and alert.
Sees she's occupied. Roughly grabs Willow's face, brings the knife to her throat--
--when the four bodies start moving away, towards the balcony.
ANGLE: XANDER AND ANGEL
Are hauling on the chain that holds the bodies, pulling them closer.
The sacrifices! Stop them!
Ned peels off upstairs, leaving Buffy with Jane and Bob.
She is on one side of a pile of boxes, Jane behind her, Bob on the other side of the boxes. She kicks Jane, then jumps, grabbing the top box and flipping herself over the pile, landing on her feet -- and still holding the box, she brings it over her head and SMASHES it over Bob's head.
The guy's effectively wearing a box helmet. Buffy powers out a side kick to the face, smashing through the box to it hit. Bob flies back into the corner.
Jane slams into her and they both go down.
ANGLE: XANDER AND ANGEL
They're pulling the bodies to the safety of the Balcony. Calendar and Cordy are lying nearby as they pull the third one off. It's Giles, who's just starting to waken.
Ned crests the stairs -- and Angel turns, his VAMPIRE FACE now on. Ned charges -- Angel throws himself at him. They grapple, stepping onto some rotted boards covering a hole. It breaks, the two of them falling down to the lower level.
is under Jane, struggling to keep him from biting her. Her hand sweeps the floor, coming up with a box shard. She slams it into her back, pushing her off right before she's dusted.
Gets the box off his head and climbs swiftly to the ramp above Buffy's head, trying to escape.
Buffy sees him. She runs, jumps -- grabs a pipe under the ramp and swings her legs up --
--and THROUGH the wooden slats, tripping him up, sending him flying to the ground. He lands hard.
as Ned shoves a shard of wood at his heart -- Angel grabs it and shoves harder, sending it backwards through HIS.
Gets Willow, the last one, off the chain. A dazed Giles is helping Ms Calendar.
Are you all right?
I think so. My head...
Xander looks down at:
ANGLE: BUFFY FROM XANDER'S POV
Pummeling her remaining opponent, Bob.
She's working out her issues.
flies into the corner under the balcony from the force of one of Buffy's blows.
Steps out of the shadows by where the Anointed one exited. He is holding a sledgehammer.
Your day is done, girl. I'll grind you
into a sticky paste. And I'll hear you
beg before I smash in your face.
Buffy stands by the big torch, listening. Finally:
So, are you gonna kill me? Or are you
just making small talk?
That tears it. Absalom rushes her, swinging back the hammer. At the same time, Bob does as well, from the opposite direction.
Buffy stands by the torch, waiting. Doesn't even look at them.
At the last second she SWEEPKICKS the base of the torch, splintering it and flipping it up --
--the pointy end IMPALES Bob -- he's dusted
The sledgehammer drops to the ground in front of Buffy.
She takes a moment, breathing hard. Quiet in victory. Looks at something, her expression changing.
She picks up the sledgehammer.
ANGLE: THE OTHERS
watching from above, in various stages of wakefulness. Xander helps Willow to her feet.
No, it's not.
As she approaches the table, we TRACK BACK to reveal it, the Master's bones laid out before her. She stares at it quietly for a moment, then swings the sledgehammer and SMASHES the skull in. She swings again, smashing the Master to powder, the grunts of her efforts rising to a roar, still she swings it, again, again, out of control--
Angel approaches, slowly. His face is human once again. He touches her shoulder and she stops. Drops the hammer, shaking. She starts crying just before he folds her into his arms.
It's okay... it's okay...
Watches Angel hold her, silently. PAN OVER to find Willow watching Xander with much the same emotion.
WIDE ON: THE FACTORY
As Buffy continues to sob, small in the giant, dark space.
EXT. PALM COURT - MORNING
Amidst the bustle, we see Cordelia and Ms. Calendar walking together.
What an ordeal. And you know the worst
part: It stays with you forever. No matter
what they tell you, none of that rust and
blood and grime comes out. You can
dry-clean till judgment day; you're
living with those stains.
Yes. That's the worst part of being
hung upside down by a vampire that
wants to slit your throat. The stains.
I hear you.
As they cross out of frame we pick up Buffy walking with Giles. The swagger has gone out of her step a bit.
I don't think I can face them.
Of course you can.
I can't! What am I gonna say? 'Sorry
I almost got your throats cut. What's
Punishing yourself like this is pointless.
It's entirely pointy! I was a moron. I
put my best friends in mortal danger -
on the second day of school!
What are you going to do, crawl into
a dark cave for the rest of your life?
Would it have cable?
He stops, turns to her.
Buffy, you acted wrongly, I admit, but
believe me, that was hardly the worst
mistake you'll ever make.
That wasn't nearly as comforting as it
was meant to be.
Well, points for effort. I'll see you.
She heads inside.
INT. CLASS - CONTINUOUS
She slowly makes her way to the back row, where Willow and Xander sit, talking. The seat next to Willow is empty. Hesitantly, Buffy approaches. Willow turns and looks up at her.
We saved you a seat...
Buffy smiles gratefully, sits. Xander leans over to say:
There's a rumor going around that Mr.
Cox is the most boring teacher in the
entire world. Like I think he won a belt
Well, I hear he nods off a lot, so that's
So, are we bronzing tonight?
Wednesdays it's kind of beat.
Well, we could grind our enemies into
talcum powder with a sledgehammer,
but, gosh, we did that last night.
Buffy laughs, relaxing. As they continue to talk -- Buffy joining in -- we dolly away, leaving them to their conversation.
INT. THE FACTORY - DAY
Through the wreckage walks the Anointed One, his expression calm but gloomy. He stops, looks about him for a while.
I hate that girl...