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Some Assembly Required (July 15, 1997) Written by: Ty King Directed by: Bruce Seth Green |
| Teaser |
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EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT CLOSE ON: A HEADSTONE
The engraved rock tells us that STEPHAN KORSHAK died within the last
couple of days and now rests below.
Then, a YO-YO DROPS DOWN INTO FRAME in front of the death stone, spins,
then reels BACK UP AND OUT OF FRAME.
A beat, then the YO-YO RETURNS. This time, WE GO BACK UP WITH IT to
BUFFY, atop the tombstone, keeping a bored vigil with the stringed toy in
one hand and a stake in the other.
BEHIND HER, ANGEL approaches through the cemetery, UNNOTICED.
(to the grave below) Come on, Stephan, rise and shine. Some of us have a ton of trig homework waiting. ANGEL Caught off guard, Buffy SPINS, startled.
Ack! ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Neither of them notice as they argue that Stephan starts crawling out of his grave, looking at them with ravenous glee.
Oh, you're not jealous. What, vampires don't get jealous? ANGEL BUFFY Stephan leaps on her, knocking her to the ground. She throws him off.
Oh, right. I did. (looks around, getting up) Where's my stake? (to Angel) What'd you do with my stake? ANGEL ANGLE: STEPHAN He grabs a shovel. Grins. Angel charges him and he WHACKS him in the head. Angel flies back, lands hard as Buffy moves in -- -- Stephan swings at her but she gets inside it, raises her arm and the shovel -- CRACK - splinters in half as it hits her forearm. With the other arm she wrenches the half he's holding out of his grasp and SHOVES it into his heart. He turns to DUST. Angel rises, rubbing his head.
And what do you mean, "He's just a kid." Does that mean I'm just a kid too? Angel starts to answer, then just shakes his head.
Look, obviously I made a mistake coming here tonight... Angel turns and starts away, going around the tree. Buffy quickly starts after him, working to catch up.
Oh, no you don't. You can't just turn and walk away. It takes more then that to get rid of me... And suddenly, BUFFY DROPS OUT OF FRAME. ANGLE: LOOKING DOWN INTO AN OPEN GRAVE Buffy lays in an open, silk-upholstered coffin at the bottom of the six foot hole.
You okay? Buffy looks up at Angel, who crouches at the edge of the grave above, looking down. She sits up slowly, stiffly.
I wish people wouldn't leave open graves laying around like this. She rises from the box, looking to Angel for a hand up and out. But he's standing again, scanning the cemetery.
So another vampire has risen tonight. ANGLE ON: BUFFY STIL IN THE HOLE At eye level with the ground around the open grave.
(soberly) I don't think so. (creeped) Whoever was buried here didn't rise from this grave... RACK FOCUS: To two shallow depressions in the grass. We don't need to know what they are -- Buffy does. She jumps out of the grave. BUFFY'S POV - AT GROUND LEVEL Tracking fast through the grass (and the depressions) to a WHITE, FORMAL WOMAN'S SHOE, left behind. A hand enters frame, picks up the shoe, takes us to Buffy:
...she was dragged from it.
BLACK OUT.
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| Act One |
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INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Buffy and XANDER enter. GILES, his back toward them, doesn't notice
their entrance. He's busy TALKING TO AN EMPTY CHAIR.
So, what I'm proposing... and I don't mean to appear indecorous... is a social engagement... a date, if you will. If you're amenable... (then, edgy) Idiot! BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY XANDER BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES XANDER GILES XANDER BUFFY XANDER GILES XANDER Giles pointedly changes the subject.
So, how did things go last night? Did Mr. Korshack show up on schedule? BUFFY XANDER BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES XANDER GILES BUFFY Xander shakes his head.
She died very recently. And she was our age. XANDER GILES INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE - DAY A table is set up beneath a banner: "SCIENCE FAIR SIGN-UP." WILLOW is writing on one of the clipboards. She looks up to see: ANGLE: A CAMERA Going off in her face. ERIC is an annoying, aggressive science nerd who right now is taking pictures of every pretty girl who passes by. He turns the lens on a passing senior, looking her up and down.
Look at those legs... WILLOW CHRIS Willow glances over at CHRIS EPPS, who picks up the clipboard next to her. He's shy and brainy, but he has a quiet authority. Chris glances up to see Willow watching him write. She reacts.
Hey, Chris. I was just wondering what you're going to do this year. CHRIS WILLOW CHRIS CORDELIA steps up beside Willow, picks up a clipboard, starts writing. She is not radiating sunshine.
Okay, I'm doing this under protest. It is not fair that they're making participation in the Science Fair mandatory this year. I don't think anyone should have to do anything educational at school if they don't want to. WILLOW CORDELIA Just then, Eric appears and begins aggressively snapping photos of Cordelia.
What do you think you're doing?! Stop it! We're under fluorescent lights, for god's sake! Cordelia turns away
Come on. The camera loves you. CORDELIA ERIC CHRIS Buffy enters. Eric snaps her picture.
Coming through. (then, to Willow) Hey, Willow, sorry to interrupt, but.. it's the Bat Signal. WILLOW Chris smiles at Willow as she leaves with Buffy. Cordelia lingers, but when she sees Eric's leer, she quickly follows. Eric watches her go, with a malevolent grin.
Cordelia is so fine. You know, she'd be just perfect for us... CHRIS Chris crosses off, leaving Eric to continue watching Cordelia walk away. Eric's creepy smile returns. INT. LIBRARY - DAY Willow settles in at the computer. Buffy et al. hover.
This shouldn't take long. I'm probably the only girl in school who has the Coroner's Office bookmarked as a "favorite place." Willow starts her web search as Cordelia enters.
Hi. Sorry to interrupt your little undead play group, but I need to ask Willow if she'll help me with my Science Fair project. WILLOW CORDELIA WILLOW The gang gathers around Willow at the computer screen, ignoring Cordelia.
According to this, Meredith Todd died in a car accident last week. CORDELIA BUFFY WILLOW CORDELIA XANDER Xander, without looking at Cordelia and without feeling, pats her shoulder.
It says Meredith and two other girls in the car were killed instantly. They were all on the pep squad at Fondren High, on the way to a game. BUFFY XANDER BUFFY CORDELIA XANDER GILES WILLOW GILES BUFFY XANDER WILLOW BUFFY XANDER BUFFY XANDER WILLOW Xander raises his hand.
Cordelia? CORDELIA XANDER Trying not to be affected by that idea, Cordelia exits.
Xander, Zombies don't eat the flesh of the living. XANDER ANGLE ON: THE LIBRARY'S COMPUTER SCREEN With an article and NEWS PHOTO OF THE THREE DEAD GIRLS, all smiles in their pep squad outfits. The caption below, identifies them as Meredith Todd, Jane Atkins and CATHY RYAN.
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EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT CLOSE ON: A HEADSTONE With the name CATHY RYAN, her birth and death dates: she was 17. WIDER ANGLE: CEMETERY - NIGHT Buffy with her back to a tombstone next to Willow. Before them, Xander and Giles wield shovels, already pretty deep into the ground, and way grimed from the effort. As they talk, Willow munches a little powdered donut.
He was getting all jealous and he wouldn't even admit it. WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY XANDER BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW THUNK.
I think we're there. Buffy and Willow peer over the edge of the open grave as Giles and Xander quickly clear the top of the coffin.
By the way, are we hoping to find a body, or no body? XANDER BUFFY Everyone looks on in anticipation as Giles and Xander each wait for the other to do the honors.
Go ahead. XANDER BUFFY Buffy agilely drops down, takes a deep breath and reaches for the latch that will open the top half of the hinged coffin lid. BLACK, INSIDE THE COFFIN. As the lid is opened and WE LOOK up at our quartet, who look back at us.
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EXT. SCHOOL PARKING LOT - NIGHT Cordelia and TWO OTHER CHEERLEADERS in full uniform talk as they cross the school student parking lot after practice.
Guys, if we don't have it down by tomorrow then no one will be led by our cheers. Practice. The other cheerleaders get in their car and drive off, leaving Cordelia to cross to her car several yards away. She feels like someone's watching. She stops, scans the lot.
Hello? No answer. She digs her keys from her purse as she quickens her pace to her car. She looks around again. No one. She puts the key in the lock, then hears a WHOOSH sound.
Xander Harris, if this is your idea of a joke... Another SOUND. Closer. Cordelia juggles her keychain, fumbles it to the ground. The keys glance off her shoe and skitter under the car. Cordelia freaks, leaves her keys and takes off running, away from the car, toward the nearest school building. We see the FORM of SOMEONE coming around the car after her. EXT. SCHOOL/AROUND THE CORNER - NIGHT An alleyway formed by the wall of a separate building and the main school building. It's deserted, save for a couple of FOOTBALL BLOCKING SLEDS and orange DRIVER'S ED. CONES stored there beside a GARBAGE DUMPSTER. A SHADOW, Cordelia's pursuer, drifts slowly past the objects, pausing for only a moment before moving along. Then, all is quiet. CLOSER ON: THE DUMPSTER As Cordelia slowly, tentatively sticks her head up and looks left, then right into the eyes of-- ANGEL Cordelia screams, falls back. Angel smiles.
Cordelia. This is the last place I expected you to hang out. CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA Angel reacts, affected by this, betrayed.
But, luck is on your side, it just so happens my night's free... Cordelia holds out her hand. Angel, somewhat reluctantly, takes it, to help her climb out. The back of her dress gets stuck on something.
Hold on, my dress is caught... She reaches behind her, pulls something loose.
There, that's... Cordelia sees what she just pulled loose behind her: a human hand, severed a ways below the wrist. Cordelia holds it at the wrist. Cordelia screams.
BLACK OUT.
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| Act Two |
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INT. LIBRARY - (SAME) NIGHT
WE HEAR VOICES approaching from the hallway. The doors open as Buffy,
Willow, Xander and Giles return from the cemetery.
So, both coffins empty, that makes three girls signed up for the army of zombies. WILLOW BUFFY ANGEL'S VOICE (O.S.) Angel steps from the shadows, Cordelia clinging to him with a hermetic seal, her head buried in his chest. Buffy reacts.
Angel...? She stops, standing right by Xander, a fact not lost on Angel.
(greeting him) Xander. XANDER ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL XANDER BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL CORDELIA Another look between Angel and Buffy.
God, there were parts everywhere. Why do these terrible things always happen to me? XANDER WILLOW GILES BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY GILES BUFFY ANGEL GILES WILLOW BUFFY CORDELIA XANDER CORDELIA ANGEL Angel turns toward Buffy. She looks away. Cordelia quickly wraps an arm around Angel.
Great! I'll drive. With a look back, Angel is dragged from the library by Cordelia.
How about that? I always pegged him as a "one woman" vampire. WILLOW Willow nudges Xander, gestures toward Buffy. But Buffy is staring at the library door. She hasn't heard a word said since the doors closed behind Angel. INT. CHRIS'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT CHRIS'S MOM, in a loose floral house dress, sits in a worn arm chair. A cigarette, burning a quarter inch into the filter, hangs from her lips. Her empty gaze is fixed on a television set OFF CAMERA. The house is unkempt, dark and depressing. Chris enters from downstairs, carefully shutting the cellar door behind him. On the door we see a sign that says: NO TRESPASSING - KEEP OUT! (Typical of a teenager, it's cluttered with other signs as well, and stickers and whatnot.)
I'm going out, mom. Chris's Mom doesn't react, doesn't even acknowledge him.
I'll be back later, okay? Mom...? Still nothing but cigarette smoke from Chris's Mom. After a beat, Chris finally goes, leaving his Mom in her smoking world. ANGLE: THE TV We see a home vid of a football game -- a victorious Daryl Epps running up to the camera, smiling. INT. HALL - NIGHT Willow and Xander are opening lockers using info from copies of a computer print-out. Giles sort of hovers behind them.
(officious) I hope you understand that as a school official, I can not condone this unauthorized search. BUFFY GILES Giles takes a sheet from Buffy and crosses to a locker. Buffy crosses to Eric's, saying:
Okay, Eric, let's see what's on your mind. Willow opens a locker. It's full of magazines.
Nothing but back issues of "Scientific American." (lights up) Ooh, I haven't read this one. GILES XANDER (O.S.) Giles and Willow cross to Xander.
Your friend, Chris Epps' locker. He opens the door wider, revealing a stack of books inside.
"Gray's Anatomy", "Mortician's Desk Reference", "Robicheaux's Guide to Muscles and Tendons". MOVE DOWN THE BOOKS' SPINES, with titles like Gray's Anatomy, Mortician's Desk Reference, Robicheaux's Guide to Muscles and Tendons, etc. Giles reaches in, pulls out a folded section of the local newspaper, open to the story and NEWS PHOTO OF THE THREE DEAD PEP SQUAD GIRLS we saw on Willow's computer screen before.
Fair to say, Chris is involved. XANDER BUFFY She is staring at Eric's locker. Taped inside that locker door-- THE PICTURE OF A WOMAN Actually, it's a COLLAGE, with various facial features and body parts torn from different MODELS in magazine ads and pasted together to form a grotesque image of an "ideal" woman.
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INT. LAB (OLD SCIENCE BUILDING) - NIGHT ANGLE: BIRD'S EYE VIEW OF AN OPERATING TABLE There is a body clearly defined under the sheet on this table, (framed to match the size and angle of the locker collage). Walking around the table is Chris. He lifts part of the sheet, hooks an electrode to a foot. ANGLE: ERIC Emerges from a small darkroom off the lab, a few still-dripping photos in his hands. He is singing to himself:
(sings) I GUESS, YOU'D SAY, WHAT CAN MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY. MY GIRL... (to Chris) How's my baby? CHRIS ERIC CHRIS ERIC As he says this he hangs the photos on a line with some others. They are all photos of Sunnydale girls, including Buffy, Willow and Cordelia. He goes back into the dark room, passing the body and for the first time we see up close: HER LEG Which has clearly been sewn together.
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A DREAM GIRL That is, a fantastic looking SENIOR GIRL as she walks across-- EXT. QUAD - THE NEXT MORNING A TRIO of GEEKISH GUYS worshipfully watch her every step. ANGLE ON: XANDER AND WILLOW As they sit together on the front steps of the school. Buffy joins them, watching the geek trio watching the dream girl.
Any sign of our suspects? BUFFY She sits, still looking at the people around her.
I don't get it, why would anyone want to make a girl? XANDER BUFFY XANDER Buffy reacts. This notion strikes a chord -- actually with all three of them.
And for Eric the unattainable would include everyone. That's alive. BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW Giles emerges from the school. He scans the ARRIVING CROWD, not noticing Buffy and company.
And speaking of love... WILLOW XANDER BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES Buffy turns, sees what Giles sees. MS. CALENDAR is coming.
Okay, Giles, just remember. "I'm feeling a thing, you're feeling a thing." But personalize it. GILES BUFFY She nudges the other two and they take off. Giles turns as the trio disappears into the school.
No! Don't leave me! Oh, dear. And Ms. Calendar is there, passing Giles on her way inside.
Good morning, Rupert. GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES They head: INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - DAY
You know, uh, Jenny, I don't mean to appear indecorous... no, not indecorous... MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES The SCHOOL BELL RINGS, and PEOPLE start moving inside.
Sorry, but I really have to go. Giles nods and Ms. Calendar turns and crosses to the door.
(to himself) Idiot... Giles is startled as Ms. Calendar reappears beside him.
Listen, if it's important, why don't you just tell me at the game? GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR Giles can manage no better than a twitchy nod.
And whatever it is you want to tell me, you can tell me then. Okay? GILES Ms. Calendar smiles, then drifts inside. Giles lingers a beat, before a self-satisfied smile crosses his face.
That went well. I think. INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM - AFTERNOON Xander is playing with a visible head as Willow pores over volumes.
I still don't get how Chris could do it. Arresting the cell deterioration is one thing, but... Xander makes the head talk.
Hello... I want to get ahead! WILLOW XANDER Buffy enters, all business.
Well, it's official. Chris and Eric didn't come to school today. XANDER WILLOW BUFFY XANDER BUFFY WILLOW GILES All turn as he enters.
I contacted the police this morning about the remains. They've just finished sorting through them. Apparently, there were three heads in the dumpster. BUFFY WILLOW XANDER GILES WILLOW As the four of them contemplate this, the camera ARMS DOWN, the visible head filling the frame. ANGLE: THE DOOR TO CHRIS'S BASEMENT We track slowly in at the sign that says: NO TRESPASSING - KEEP OUT! (A.D.'s beware, Chris' mom may be in the shot.)
We're running out of time! INT. STORAGE ROOM/BASEMENT - DAY Chris and Eric are in a dark, cramped, cluttered room filled with dust-covered pieces of furniture, boxes, etc. The room is lit only by a single bare light bulb and a shaft of light angling down from a small clerestory window above.
If we wait too long, the onset of atrophy in the limbs will be irreversible. CHRIS ERIC CHRIS ERIC CHRIS Chris turns toward a DARK, SHADOWY RECESS of the storage room behind them.
(to the shadows) Please understand. I can't do that. Please don't make me. VOICE FROM THE SHADOWS THE VOICE slowly steps forward from the shadows. This big, hulking THING has ONE GREEN EYE AND ONE BROWN EYE. His face - all of him that we can see - has been stitched together. The guy's a walking jig-saw puzzle. Meet DARYL EPPS.
...that I wouldn't be alone. BLACK OUT.
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| Act Three |
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INT. STORAGE ROOM/BASEMENT - CONTINUOUS -
DAY
Daryl paces around the cluttered room like a caged animal. Chris leans
against a wall, a bit intimidated. Eric watches Daryl with the pride of a
parent watching his offspring.
The body is perfect. And if we harvest a head tonight, she'll be ready by sunrise. Daryl goes to Chris, crouches down to his brother's eye level.
When you brought me back, you promised you'd take care of me. I need this, Chris. I need someone. CHRIS ERIC CHRIS DARYL His fury is sudden -- and suddenly gone. He approaches his brother.
Chris, you've always been smarter than me. You were the brains. You're the only one who can do this for me. Chris stares at him, uncertain. Daryl begins an old chant, one that sounds odd and forlorn down here:
Third and long, seconds to go, where do you throw, where do you throw... CHRIS DARYL Chris nods silent acquiescence.
Thank you. Daryl gently kisses the top of Chris's head, then turns to Eric.
Show me! Eric takes his girl pix from his backpack, fans them out on a chest of drawers as Daryl starts leafing through them. As Eric smiles a malignant smile back toward the still bowed Chris, Daryl selects one of the photos and hands it to Eric.
This one. ERIC Eric uses scissors to begin cutting the chosen photo of Cordelia. OMITTED
(sings) TALKIN' 'BOUT MY GIRL. INT. LIBRARY - (THAT) AFTERNOON - DAY Willow is at the computer. Buffy paces, impatient.
Well, I've checked the obits. Nothing that would make for a likely candidate. XANDER WILLOW XANDER GILES WILLOW BUFFY WILLOW BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES BUFFY GILES The kids start to leave.
Buffy, don't be too hard on Chris. I mean, he's not a vampire... BUFFY
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INT. CHRIS'S HOUSE - AFTERNOON As CHRIS'S MOM, with housedress and ever-present cigarette, stands inside the door. She is looking at:
I'm a friend of Chris's. Is he home? Without a word, she turns, waddles away. Buffy steps inside and tentatively looks about her. Buffy sees a small, musty room where Chris's mom has already settled back into her well-worn armchair two feet in front of the television screen, Buffy all but forgotten. The walls of the room are papered with photos of Daryl in his football uniform, articles about Daryl's triumphs clipped from the sports page, Daryl's framed letter sweaters, etc. Buffy looks around, takes it all in: Daryl Epps was a good- looking kid who apparently had a full and active life. And this room is his SHRINE.
(a beat, then) So... is Chris home? CHRIS'S MOM Buffy looks at the TV. An amateur videotape of a high school football game plays on screen. A stack of videotapes labeled with dates and names of opponents sits atop the set.
(a bit wigged) Yea, that was a great one... but is Chris home? CHRIS'S MOM Buffy looks down at Chris's Mom, who has never taken her eyes off the television screen or taken the cigarette from her lips. After a beat, Buffy starts to back out of the room. (NOTE: HEATING GRATE OMITTED) Buffy looks about her, going to head further into the house when she sees the sign: NO TRESPASSING - KEEP OUT! One last look to make sure Mom is oblivious, and she opens the door. INT. BASEMENT/DARYL'S LAIR - SAME TIME - DAY Dark, deserted looking. Buffy comes down the steps slowly. She scans the room, spots Eric's GIRL PHOTOS atop the chest of drawers. She picks them up, starts looking through them. One of the photos has the head cut off. Then she sees: A MEDICAL DRAWING Chris's work: it's of a woman's body, with muscles, joints , all kinds of equations and science type stuff (English major much?) scribbled all over it. And pasted over the head is the photo of CORDELIA. BEHIND HER, (right behind her if possible) Daryl emerges from the blackness. Buffy doesn't see him, intent upon the drawing:
(under her breath) Cordelia... Daryl is about to grab her when he HEARS a CREAKING FLOORBOARD upstairs. Footsteps approaching. Daryl backs into the blackness from whence he came. Buffy looks up towards the cellar door then leaps, spins off an overhead water pipe and zips out an open clerestory window. Hold the darkness, finding for a moment Daryl's tortured face in it. INT. CHEERLEADING PREP ROOM AT THE STADIUM - NIGHT The two cheerleaders we saw the night before in the parking lot with Cordelia are dressed and ready. Cordelia is doing last minute touch-ups at one of the make-up mirrors.
Cordelia, you coming? CORDELIA The cheerleaders exit, leaving Cordelia alone. She looks in the mirror, then glances down to her make-up tray. When she looks back up into the mirror again, she sees-- CHRIS --standing slumped back by the lockers behind her. She jumps, then recognizes him.
Oh, Chris! Hi. God, you scared me. (concerned) What are you doing in here? Chris winces, turns his head as if to avoid seeing something.
Is something wrong...? THE CLOTH SACK that SLAMS down over Cordelia's head seems to come out of nowhere. INT. HALL BY PREP ROOM - SAME TIME - NIGHT The two cheerleaders head towards double doors, through which we can hear the cheering of a good-sized crowd. Buffy runs up to them.
(with urgency) Joy, Lisa, where's Cordelia? FIRST CHEERLEADER Buffy slaps a hand against the wall on either side of the first cheerleader's head, pinning the wide-eyed girl.
(sweetly) I'm sorry... where, did you say? INT. CHEERLEADING PREP ROOM - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT The door collapses as Buffy charges into the room. Eric looks up from tying up the struggling Cordelia on the floor. Buffy leaps, heel kicks Eric off her, against a wall. In no mood to fight, he beats a quick retreat out a back door. Buffy turns back, quickly removes the cloth sack hood from a nearly hysterical Cordelia.
It's okay, you're okay. He's gone. CORDELIA BUFFY CORDELIA Buffy quickly looks around the room. No sign of anyone here.
Well, it's okay now. You're fine. Just relax, take your time... Cordelia rises, works to compose herself. It looks like this could take awhile. But the sound of the-- MARCHING BAND --playing the SUNNYDALE FIGHT SONG out on the field drifts into the room, instantly perking Cordelia.
Oh, my god! That's the fight song. It's time for the cheerleader pyramid at mid-field. I have to go. BUFFY CORDELIA A re-energized Cordelia grabs her pompoms and springs out of the room, leaving Buffy alone. After a beat--
(calls out) I know what you're trying to do, Chris... you and Eric... A beat. Nothing.
I know about the bodies from the cemetery. But you haven't hurt anyone yet, you can still do the right thing... Finally, Chris steps from behind the row of lockers. Buffy sees him. He looks so small at the moment. So tortured. He doesn't make eye contact with Buffy.
Listen, I don't know what it's like to lose someone close to you like your brother, but I know what you're trying to do is wrong. CHRIS BUFFY CHRIS BUFFY She stops.
Oh my God.
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INT. BASEMENT/DARYL'S LAIR - SHORT TIME LATER - NIGHT CRASH! A raging Daryl is trashing the place, smashing heavy objects into other heavy objects as Eric stands back, staying out of harm's way.
(raging) He promised me! Promised! (smash) I wouldn't have to be alone! ERIC A seething Daryl turns on Eric, lifts him by the collar and massively slams him against the wall, holding him there.
(a glimpse of fear) Nothing's changed. We can still do v this. You and me. Daryl breathes heavily as he doesn't loosen his grip on Eric. It's touch and go whether Eric will survive.
Your brother's not the only one who can create life... what do you say...? Then, the fear in Eric's eyes slowly turns in something darker... a creepy enthusiasm. Daryl lets him go.
Let's go scare you up a date.
BLACK OUT.
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INT. BASEMENT/DARYL'S LAIR - SAME TIME -
NIGHT
The basement is totally trashed now. Buffy bolts down the stairs,
followed by Chris.
Daryl...? Daryl! Buffy slowly checks through the wreckage, lifting smashed furniture as Chris, in borderline shock, shadows her.
Okay, he's not here. Where else could he be? CHRIS BUFFY
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CLOSE ON: CORDELIA Leading cheers on the sideline at the football field. EXT. STADIUM BLEACHERS - SAME TIME - NIGHT With Giles and Ms. Calendar amongst the fans.
I don't know what it is about football that does it for me. It lacks the grace of basketball and the poetry of baseball. At its best, it's unadorned aggression. It's just such a rugged contest... GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR But before the silly, schoolboy grin has a chance to spread all the way across Giles' face--
Hi, Ms. Calendar. Hey, Giles. Hey, look. Willow and Xander have joined us!
Hi, guys. What's up? WILLOW GILES WILLOW XANDER And, to Giles' chagrin, Xander and Willow settle in for the duration. It's become a date with children.
So... what's the score? STRANGE NEW ANGLE ON: THE FOOTBALL FIELD - NIGHT At ground level. The SOUNDS of the CROWD, the BANDS, the REFEREES' WHISTLES and the GRUNTING and TACKLING of the PLAYERS are strangely muted here as we look out beyond the CHEERLEADERS and BENCHWARMERS to the excitement of the game just beyond. We are-- UNDER THE BLEACHERS OF THE FOOTBALL STADIUM - NIGHT In the dark and shadowy web of metal crossbeams that stripe the cavity below the thousands of SPECTATORS. Daryl watches the High School football game through the slotted openings and legs of the paying FANS above. He's mesmerized by the deja vu sights and sounds of the stadium. This used to be his world. He drinks in every sensory image. There's a Phantom of the Opera quality to his reaction. REVERSE ANGLE: ON THE CHEERLEADERS - NIGHT As they face the bleachers, urging the home team on. At the end of the cheer, Cordelia crosses to a cooler near the edge of the bleachers and draws a paper cup of water. Daryl GRABS her, jerking her into the dark below the stands. Her SCREAM is absorbed by the CHEER of the stadium full of people as the Razorbacks score a touchdown on the field. EXT. BY THE STANDS - MINUTES LATER - NIGHT Buffy and Chris move quickly toward the far end, where the Sunnydale Cheerleaders are finishing a post-touchdown cheer. But as they draw near, it becomes apparent that Cordelia is not among the leaping and cheering squad.
I don't see her. Do you?
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INT. LAB (OLD SCIENCE BUILDING) - NIGHT The gutted room with boarded up windows still bears the carbon streaks from the fire a year earlier. The sheet-draped Body is now joined by a second table. Cordelia (blindfolded) is thrown on it by Daryl. Eric straps her in immediately.
Please... what's going on... take off the blindfold, I won't scream, I promise... DARYL (O.S.) Eric turns to see Daryl, his back to Cordelia, lifting the sheet to check out the inanimate, piecemeal body.
No! It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. Eric hastily crosses to Daryl.
Please... just take off the blindfold, I promise I won't -- DARYL Daryl removes the blindfold. Cordelia takes one look at him and screams bloody murder.
You can scream all you want - we're in an abandoned building... (scream continues; he picks up a blunt object) okay, that's enough. Daryl just looks at Cordelia with his sad, mangled eyes.
You were always good to me. Always noticed me, but I ignored you. I'm sorry. I'm glad that I got this second chance to tell you that. CORDELIA DARYL ERIC CORDELIA ERIC Eric lifts the sheet so that Cordelia can see the Body on the adjacent table. (We're angled so we can't however.)
...you'll have the body of several. EXT. STADIUM BLEACHERS - SAME TIME - NIGHT Buffy runs right behind the cheerleaders to Cordelia's place. She spots the two POMPOMS lying on the ground several feet away at the edge of the bleachers...
He was here. Chris, where did he take her? CHRIS BUFFY CHRIS BUFFY Chris looks up at Buffy. This hits home.
Please try not to hurt him. He's in the old science building. Everything is set up there. BUFFY Buffy heads off. Chris watches her for a beat, worried about his brother, then moves off. INT. LAB (OLD SCIENCE BUILDING) - NIGHT Eric finishes pouring gas from a five gallon drum into the generator. He turns on the generator. All around the room, jerry- rigged machines hum to life. Eric holds a surgical saw over a bunsen burner.
Daryl, please... you don't have to do this. DARYL CORDELIA He leans in to Cordelia. She can't help looking away.
Is that right? You see anything you like? He turns away, to the unfinished girl.
When you're finished, you won't go out. You won't go away. We'll hide together. Tears start to flow down Cordelia's face.
Please... Eric pulls the shiny surgical saw out of the flame, steps forward.
Sterile enough for government work... He lowers the blade towards Cordelia's neck. Cordelia SCREAMS. Just as the door CRASHES open and Buffy steps inside.
Buffy! Help me! As Buffy looks down at Cordelia, Eric heaves the surgical saw across at her. Buffy neatly catches it by the handle in midair. Eric, ever the coward, flees into a corner, ducking. Buffy ignores him, turns to Daryl
Daryl, listen, I know who you are. Your brother sent me to stop this. DARYL CORDELIA BUFFY DARYL Daryl picks up another blade from the surgical tray, starts toward Cordelia. Buffy runs, somersaults over the table with the Body, kicking Daryl back and away from Cordelia. He's up again in an instant. He punches Buffy hard - she goes back into the gurney, sends it rolling across the room. It hits the gas can and generator -- the can topples, spilling gas.
Buffy! DARYL At that moment, Eric makes a break for the door. Daryl grabs him by the scruff of the neck.
You have to help me! ERIC Furious, Daryl hurls Eric into the wall by the door, knocking him unconscious. Buffy starts toward Cordelia again, but Daryl lunges at her. She catches him with a roundhouse kick that sends him reeling. He plows into a table, knocking the bunsen burner to the ground. ANGLE: THE POOL OF GAS As the bunsen burner flame ignites it, setting a fire in the middle of the room.
Buffy! Xander runs in, susses the sitch.
Get Cordelia! He goes to the gurney, skirting around the flames. He starts to untie Cordelia -- Daryl grabs a huge bottle of chemicals and hurls it at Buffy. She ducks but the chemicals hit the wall and burst into flame, creating a wall of fire, cutting Xander and Cordelia off from the door. Buffy rains blows on Daryl ANGLE: THE DOOR The rest of the group arrive. They react to the carnage and flames. No way can they get to Xander and Cordelia on the gurney. Willow and Giles pull the unconscious Eric out of the room. Xander looks around, thinking. He grabs the gurney, gives it a massive shove--
No! --then dives on top of Cordelia as the table rolls back through the wall of flames (saving her life) and to the door with Giles and the others.
Buffy, get out! But Daryl strikes again, knocking her against a wall. He picks up a student desk, to bash Buffy's head with, when--
Daryl! Don't! Daryl looks across at his brother standing in the doorway. Looks down at Buffy, some remaining human instinct preventing him from unloading the desk. Then he looks across through the fire to see the flames whirling up around the sheet covered Body. He freaks.
No! She's mine! Daryl barrels into the fire, which quickly engulfs him as he falls onto the sheet-covered Body to shield it from the flames.
Mine! CHRIS Chris bolts toward his brother, but Buffy grabs him, wraps him up, holds him back. ANGLE ON: THE FLAMES As the photo chemicals fuel the conflagration to greater intensity. Daryl is draped over the Body, motionless now as the fire engulfs them.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - LATER - NIGHT We see most of the combatants, bathed in fire trucks' flashing lights. The fire seems to be over by now. ANGLE: CHRIS AND BUFFY Are staring at the old science building together. After a time...
The first time he woke up, after... he said I shouldn't have brought him back. I was just trying to look out for him. Like he would have done for me. Buffy decides against saying anything. Just puts her hand on his shoulder. Angel approaches, goes up to Buffy, concerned.
I saw the fire, figured you'd be here. Is everyone okay? BUFFY ANGLE ON GILES AND MS. CALENDAR:
I am sorry about all this. MS. CALENDAR GILES MS. CALENDAR ANGLE ON: XANDER AND WILLOW As they watch Buffy and Angel, Giles and Ms. Calendar together.
Well, I guess that makes it official. Everyone's paired off. Vampires can get dates. Hell, even the school librarian is seeing more action than me. (shakes his head) You ever feel like the world is a giant game of musical chairs, and the music has stopped and you're the only one who doesn't have a chair? Cordelia steps up behind the two, summons her nerve.
All the time. CORDELIA XANDER Cordelia reacts, turns and crossing off.
(to Willow) So, where were we? WILLOW XANDER EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT Buffy and Angel walk along together.
The whole thing was creepy. But at the same time... I mean, he did do it all for his brother... ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy turns, close to Angel.
I don't love Xander. ANGEL BUFFY He half-smiles at that, looks out into the sky a moment.
It'll be morning soon. I should probably... (motions: go) BUFFY She looks up at him for a beat. A little despair coursing through both of them.
I could walk you home... He holds out his hand. She takes it. They walk off. The camera holds them a while, until a headstone comes into the foreground and we focus on that, the camera finally settling. The headstone reads: DARYL EPPS 1978 - 1996 REST IN PEACE
BLACK OUT.
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