|
Graduation Day Part One April 6, 1999 (Yellow) Written by: Joss Whedon |
| Teaser |
|
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE AREA - DAY We see a table covered with caps and gowns. Students are signing a sheet and collecting theirs. Pull back to see Xander and Cordelia signing theirs out as well.
I can't believe this loser look. I lobbied so hard for the red, but no one listens to me, lone fashionable wolf.
I like the blue. Has more dignity.
Dignity? You? In relation to clothes? I'm awash in a sea of confusion.
I just want to look respectable in this... considering I'm probably gonna die in it.
'Scuse me?
I'm telling you, I woke up the other day with this feeling in my gut, I just know. There's no way I'm getting out of this school alive.
Well, you've certainly mastered the power of positive giving up.
I've been lucky too many times. My number's coming up. And I was short! One more rotation and I'm shipping stateside! You know what I mean?
Seldom if ever. ANGLE: WILLOW Is signing a yearbook (as are many kids today). She finishes, hands it back to the boy it belongs to.
Bye, let's keep in touch. Harmony comes up to Willow.
Oh, Willow, will you sign my yearbook?
Oh, yeah -- and you have to sign mine too! As they exchange and sign:
You know, I really wish we had gotten to know each other better.
Me too.
You're so smart. I always wanted to be like that.
Thanks. You're so sweet. They hand back their books with genuine affection.
I hope we don't lose touch.
No, we'll hang out!
Bye! She goes as Buffy approaches, having witnessed the exchange.
Oh, I'm gonna miss her...
Don't you hate her?
(with the same affectionate, wishful tone) With a fiery vengeance, she picked on me for ten years, the vacuous tramp. She turns to Buffy, helpless against the current of sentiment.
It's like a sickness, Buffy, I'm just missing everything. I miss gym!
Well, I think it's contagious. The whole senior class has turned into... the 60's. Or, what I imagine the 60's to have been like, except without the war and the hairy armpits.
Well, don't you feel it? They arrive at the soda machine.
I don't. I mean, I'll miss stuff, but graduating just isn't that big of a deal to me. You get a piece of paper and nothing changes. I don't even think I'm gonna go. A soda comes out. Willow takes it.
(sentimental) Oh, trusty soda machine... I push for rootbeer and you give me coke. (to Buffy) Not gonna go? Why not?
Ascension? Mayor becoming demon, snacking upon populace? I was planning to fight him. Xander joins them.
We can't do both?
Both what?
Fight the Mayor and go to graduation.
What, you guys didn't hear?
Hear what?
Guess who our commencement speaker is?
(tiny hope) Sigfried?
No.
Roy?
No.
One of their tigers?
Come out of the fantasy, Will.
I don't believe this.
Lends credence to my whole "I'm gonna die" theorem, doesn't it?
The Mayor at graduation. A hundred helpless kids to feed on. He got any other surprises for us? INT. LESTER WORTH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT He's a rumpled, professional type, hurrying to the door as the bell rings.
Just a moment... He opens the door a bit to reveal Faith.
Hi, I'm looking for Professor Worth?
That's me. But I should ask you to come by during my office hours, students generally --
Oh, I'm not from the college. I work for Mayor Wilkins. I'm Faith.
(a tad bemused) Oh, come in, please. She steps in, getting the lay of the joint.
I was so surprised when he called. Didn't expect a politician to be interested in my research.
He's a big fan, Professor.
Oh, "Lester" is fine.
We alone here, Lester? He stops. Odd question.
Well, yes... life long bachelor. Like my space.
I hear that. You wanna turn and face the wall, Lester. Still the same conversational voice. The knife coming out from the back of her waistband.
What are -- what are you doing?
I'll make it quick.
Put that away. (she doesn't) I'll scream...
Who wouldn't He backs against the wall, terrified.
Please...
Sorry, friend. Boss wants you dead. She crosses in a blur and grabs him by the throat. He manages to wheeze out:
Why...?
You know, I never thought to ask. And as she goes to work on him, the camera pushes past them to the wall, to a print of a volcano. We continue to push slowly in at the volcano, Lester's dying gasps (and possibly a shadow) all we get of his demise. BLACK OUT.
|
| Act One |
|
INT. FAITH'S APARTMENT - DAY The Mayor is talking to an offscreen Faith.
And everything went smoothly with Mr. Worth?
Not if you're Mr. Worth...
Well, that's swell. You know how I feel about loose ends. And the big day is so close! You can smell the excitement in the air. Say, are you ever coming out of there?
I don't know...
Come on... Faith steps shyly out of the next room. She is wearing a lovely floral print sundress, and is clearly a little shy about it. The Mayor beams.
Well. Aren't you a vision.
I feel wicked stupid in this.
You look lovely. Perfect for the Ascension. Any boys that manage to survive'll be lining up to ask you out.
Yeah, but it's not really me.
"Not you". Let me tell you something. Nobody knows what you are. Not even you, little miss seen-it-all. The Ascension isn't just my day, it's yours too. Your day to blossom, to show the world what a powerful girl you are. He has come to her slowly, eyes locked on her.
I think of what you've done, what I know you will do... He gently moves a strand of hair from her face.
No father could be prouder. She looks down -- she's never been confronted with such a selfless display of affection and she's not sure what to do.
I hope I don't let you down.
Impossible. Come on. Change back into your street clothes and I'll buy you an icee. EXT. SCHOOL - BIKE RACK SECTION - DAY Willow is riding her fabulous orange bike onto campus. As she nears the racks, Percy runs up to her.
Rosenberg! He comes alongside her.
Hey, Percy!
Check it out. History final. He hands her a piece of paper as she dismounts, parking her bike.
B minus! That's great!
I'm a scholar! I'm like a scholar!
Congratulations.
Listen, thanks, you know? For helping me, being so patient... and thanks for... (quieter voice) ...not kicking my ass like you did at the Bronze.
(about to confess) You know, Percy, that was actually... for your own good.
I know, I know... Oz joins them, nods at Percy as he slips his arm through Willow's.
History is important, you know.
(holding up paper) And I got the grades, so tomorrow I'm graduating and I can forget all that school crap. Excited, he takes off. Willow looks somewhat deflated.
On the bright side, after graduation he may never get the chance to forget it. Willow shoots him a disapproving look.
Ha ha.
Just trying to keep things light.
Well, they're not that light. It's bad enough we have to fight the Mayor - I don't want him eating Percy and our whole class. We've gotta find some spell or something to stop the Ascension.
Then we'll find one. INT. CLASSROOM - DAY (PREVIOUSLY SCENE A) The class is full. The teacher, MR. MILLER, is speaking in front of them. Xander enters from the back of the class, takes a seat by Anya.
Thank you for joining us, Mr. Harris. He turns back to the board and writes on it.
I realize you've all finished your finals and you're ready to move on, but you haven't graduated yet. This is still a class and everyone participates. He turns back to the class.
Mr. Harris? Would you care to begin? Xander studies the board a moment.
Uh... An 'E.' ANGLE: THE BOARD We see now what Mr. Miller has written: They are playing "Hangman."
There is no 'E.' He draws a head.
(to himself) They always go for the 'E'... ANGLE: XANDER AND ANYA As the game continues, she leans over to him. They speak in low tones, just above a whisper.
Hi.
Hey.
So I was wondering if you were free this weekend, if maybe we could do some entertaining thing.
Would that be along the lines of you telling me about all the men you destroyed back in your demon days? 'Cause pencil me in!
We could do something else that you like. We could watch... sports of some kind.
I don't know...
Men like sports. I'm sure of it.
Yes, men like sports. Men watch the action movie. They eat the beef and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years avenging our wrongs and that's all you learned?
Hey, I'm trying, okay? You don't have to take my head off.
I'm sorry, I just... I'm not even sure I'm gonna make it to next weekend. But I tell you what, I survive the Ascension, maybe we can do some sports related... (off her look) ...what? INT. LIBRARY - DAY A headline about the murder of Lester Worth is held before us. Holding it is Buffy, who hands it off to Giles after she says:
Faith. Giles looks over the paper as Wesley addresses Buffy.
You're sure?
This is one of her pieces. I recognize the brushwork.
(reads) "Brutally stabbed... Lester Worth, visiting professor of geology..." (reading further) There's nothing in here that bellows "motive".
A random killing, perhaps? Fit of rage... everyone does seem to be going a bit mad lately, and Faith has something of a headstart.
Doesn't read. I think this is homework.
The Mayor wanted the good professor out of the way.
Which leads to the question, "how come?" I'm about to destroy the entire city but I take the time to kill Harmless Lester first?
Tying up loose ends. Lester had something, or knew something...
Then I wanna know too. If the Mayor's trying to hide, I say we go seek.
(excited) By attempting to keep a valuable clue from us, the Mayor may have inadvertently led us right to it!
What page are you on, Wes? We got there already.
Yes. Well. You'll go tonight, look over his apartment. Anything at all worth noting you report back here.
I just love it when you take charge, you man, you.
Was that a yes? I can't keep track.
I'll go.
Be careful. If Faith should show up again --
I don't think she will. Been there, killed that; she's not much for follow up.
None the less, keep watch. Faith has you at a disadvantage, Buffy.
'Cause I'm not crazy or 'cause I don't kill people?
Both, actually.
I hear you. I can't kill her... fun though it sounds... I don't have that in me. I can make her cry uncle, though, and I mean to.
Don't let your feelings about Faith interfere with your work.
Stopping Faith IS my work. Take a beat to love the synergy. Xander enters, Anya in tow.
Faith is a footnote. Our priority is stopping the Ascension.
Easier said than done, Monarchy Boy.
Xander, if you don't have something constructive to add...
You guys wanna know about the Ascension? (presenting Anya) Meet the only living person who's ever been to one. This stops them. Anya is sitting now, the group gathered around here.
About eight hundred years ago, in the Koskov Valley, above the Urals. There was a sorcerer there who achieved Ascension. Became the embodiment of the demon Lohesh. I was there cursing a shepherd who had been unfaithful, his wife wished that all his sheep would lie with --
Cut back to the chase.
Sorry. Lohesh was... it decimated the village. Within hours. Maybe three people got out. I've seen some horrible things in my time -- I've caused most of them actually, but this...
I'm sorry... Lohesh was a four winged Soul killer, am I right? I was given to understand they aren't that fierce. Of all the demons we've seen...
You've never seen a demon.
Excuse me, killing them professionally for four years running...
All the demons that walk the earth are tainted, are human hybrids, like vampires. The Ascension means a human becomes PURE demon. They're different.
Different?
How?
Well for one thing; they're bigger. EXT. FOUNTAIN QUAD - DAY The place is being set up for graduation. A platform stands in the middle of the quad, chairs facing it at the top of the stairs, more chairs off to one side. Snyder and the Mayor are walking together. Snyder is clearly a little unnerved by the other man.
The kids are here, the parents off to the side there. We'll go up, they'll play the processional and then you'll give the address.
It all looks wonderful.
As long as nobody makes any trouble...
Stop worrying. You just make sure the kids show up. Anybody who doesn't feel like coming to graduation, well, they can just live without a diploma.
They'll be here, sir.
Call me Richard. You've done a great job here. He stops, turns to Snyder.
I know things are... well, different here in Sunnydale. We've both seen all sorts of things. What's important is that we keep it under control. That's what you've done.
I believe in order.
Sunnydale owes you a debt. And it will be repaid. Why doesn't Snyder look happy about that? He watches apprehensively as the Mayor stroll away.
Yes, sir, we'll mark that invoice, "paid in full". INT. LIBRARY - DAY Oz and Willow enter the library to witness the gang still grilling Anya.
It doesn't sound like this is Lohesh, the rituals are all different.
I wish that was a relief.
What's going on?
How come evil girl's in the mix now?
Anya witnessed an Ascension.
Oh. Okay, then.
There must be something more useful you can tell us. (idea) How did they kill it?
You know anyone who lives in the Koskov Valley?
Oh.
What about the spiders? Mayor had a box of spiders he had to eat. The box of, of... I wanna say gravlax --
Gavrok.
Doesn't ring a bell.
Well, there must be something you remember that isn't -- The Mayor strolls into the library. Everybody stops.
So. This is the inner sanctum. Faith tells me this is where you folks like to hang out and concoct your little schemes. I'll tell you, it's just nice to see that some young people are still interested in reading in this modern era. He has reached the table.
So what are kids reading nowadays? He reaches for an open book -- as Buffy silently conceals the newspaper, eyes never leaving the Mayor.
(reads chapter heading) "The Beast will walk upon the Earth, and Darkness will follow. The several races of man will be as one in their terror and destruction", say, that's kind of sweet, different races coming together...
You never get even a little tired of hearing yourself talk, do you? He smiles at her, turns to Giles.
That's one spunky girl you've raised. Giles says nothing. The Mayor's smile goes away.
I'm gonna eat her. Giles is a blur as he lifts a sabre from the table and SHOVES it through the Mayor's heart. The Mayor stumbles back, sword sticking through him.
Whoah! He stops, looks at the sword in him.
Well now that was a little thoughtless. He pulls it out, wipes it off with a handkerchief and hands it back to Giles as he continues.
Violent outburst like that, in front of the children. You know, Mr Giles, they look to you to see how to behave.
Get out.
I smell fear. That's smart. But some of your deaths will be quick, if that's worth anything. Well, I'll see you all at graduation. He starts out, beaming.
You don't want to miss my commencement address. Gonna be a heck of a speech. And whistling, he exists, leaving an incredibly dispirited group to watch the doors swing shut. BLACK OUT.
|
| Act Two |
|
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY Anya comes walking down it, fast and determined. A moment, then Xander follows.
Anya! Wait. He catches up, stops her.
Where are you going?
Anywhere. If there's a lunar shuttle going up any time soon, I'm on it.
We need you here. You might be able to help.
Or I might be able to live. You can't stop the Ascension, Xander; you were right the first time. The only thing any sane person can do is run. She takes off, passing Cordy.
What's her saga?
She's freaking.
About what?
The Mayor's going to kill us all during graduation.
Oh. (beat) Are you going to fifth period?
I'm thinking I might skip it.
Yeah, me too. They part ways. INT. BUFFY'S UPSTAIRS HALL/BATHROOM/JOYCE'S ROOM - AFTERNOON (DAY) Joyce comes upstairs --
Buffy? I'm home, did you want to -- --and finds Buffy in the bathroom, putting toiletries into a bag hastily.
What are you doing? (sudden worry) You're running away again. Buffy doesn't answer, just takes the stuff into the bedroom and dumps it into a suitcase full of Joyce's clothes. Joyce follows, sees.
And you're taking my clothes.
Mom, I need you to leave town. Tonight.
What? Buffy, I'd miss your graduation!
That's kind of the point.
There's no way I'm --
(zipping the case) Mom, graduation is a pointless ceremony where you sit around and listen to boring speeches till you get a little piece of paper that says you graduated which you already know and dark blue does nothing for my complexion so don't argue, okay?
What's going on? Is some horrible demon going to attack the school? Buffy says nothing.
Oh. I see. Heavily, she sits on the bed.
You know, Buffy, looking back at everything that's happened, maybe you should have gone somewhere else.
Just promise me you'll be far away from here.
I'm not leaving you to face some awful monster! If I go anywhere then you're coming with me.
You know I can't.
Then I can't either. Buffy stops packing, goes to her mother.
Mom... I know sometimes you wish I was different.
Buffy, no...
And I wish I could be a lot of things for you, a great student, big athlete, remotely normal... I'm not. But there's something I do that I do better than anybody else in the world. I'm gonna fight this thing. But I can't do that and worry about you.
Honey, I just --
You stay, you'll get me killed. You have to trust me. Can you do that? Joyce looks at her daughter. After a beat, she nods. INT. WILLOW'S BEDROOM - NIGHT (PREVIOUSLY SCENE B) Willow is looking through spell books, Oz surfing the net. Willow slams a book shut.
Arrr! This is so frustrating!
Nothing useful.
No, it's great. If we need to make ferns invisible or communicate with shrimp, I've got the goods right here.
Our lives are different than other peoples.
(tossing the book) Who am I kidding? I'm never gonna find a spell to stop the Ascension. I'm not a witch; I can't even change poor Amy back into a person.
But you got the swinging habitrail goin'... I think Amy's in a good place emotionally.
Oz...
What?
Could you just pretend to care about what's happening?
You don't think I care?
I think we could be dead in two days' time and you're just being ironic detachment guy.
Would it help if I panicked?
Yes! It'd be swell. Panic is a thing that people can share in times of crisis and, and everything is scary now, you know, I don't know what's gonna happen, there's all sorts of stuff you're supposed to get to do after high school and I was really looking forward to it and now we're probably gonna die instead and I'd just like to feel that -- He crosses to her and kisses her. The long and the deep. She responds fairly passionately. After a while:
(breathless) What are you doing?
Panicking. The kissage abounds. INT. LESTER WORTH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Buffy enters, breaking through the police tape. She looks about some. Finds a bunch of books on volcanoes. Looks them over briefly, then moves to his desk. It is piled with papers. Buffy looks through them, finds a bound report of about thirty pages at the bottom of a pile. She is leafing through it when she hears a small clatter at the doorway. She turns to see ANGLE: ANGEL Has bumped his head entering the room.
Ow.
That was stealthy.
Not my best entrance... I think they were mopping in the hall.
What are you doing here?
I checked in with Giles, he asked me to back you up.
He's worried I'll run into Faith.
You're not?
Gonna happen sooner or later. He crosses to her, indicates the report she's holding.
What's that?
A report, excavation of some old lava bed. Guy was a volcano-ologist or something.
Anything in there that connects him to the Mayor?
Well, I looked through it, and the only things I understood were the commas. I'm gonna take some of this stuff to Giles, see if he can do better.
Let me give you a hand. She's going to object, but he grabs a cardboard box and empties it, starts putting papers in it. After a moment she tosses the report in as well. EXT. STREET OUTSIDE LESTER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Angel and Buffy exist the building. He has the box in his arms.
Okay. Thanks. I can take it from here.
That's all right. I'll walk you there.
I really don't require an escort, okay? Big girl, super powers... I don't need you crowding me.
Didn't think I was.
Of course not! You show up at the prom and then just disappear into the ozone. I didn't even know if you were still in town.
(confused) Are you mad at me for being around too much or for not being around enough?
Duh -- yes.
Which?
What?
I don't get you.
No, you don't. Not anymore.
Are you just making this harder to make it easier on yourself?
Could you stop with the brainteasers? I'm just... I wish it was over. Done.
It's not that simple. When the Mayor --
I know. World in peril and we've got to work together. Well, this is my last office romance, I'll tell you that.
You want me out of your face? He hands her the box. People are starting to stare at the quarrelling lovers as they pass.
Isn't it even a little hard for you?
How can you ask me that? Just 'cause I'm not acting like a brat doesn't mean I don't feel anything--
(speaking over him) Oh, it's so nice to know what you really think of me!
(over her) What do you expect me to say if you attack --
(over him) I just don't wanna do this anymore! I can't have you in my life when I'm trying to -- WHUMP! The arrow hits his back, driving eight inches out of his chest. North of the heart, just under the collarbone.
Angel! She drops the box as he falls into her arms --
Oh God, oh God... Angel... ANGLE: POV FROM NEARBY ROOFTOP We see her lower him to the ground as people stare, gather. She is looking frantically around to see where the shot came from. REVERSE ANGEL: BEHIND THE SUN CINEMA SIGN Faith is crouched there, bow in hand. A vamp beside her. Both examine her handiwork quietly.
Missed the heart.
Meant to. BLACK OUT.
|
| Act Three |
|
INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT Angel sits in a chair. Buffy has her hand on the front of the arrow. Giles has just cut the back of the arrow off with a knife.
There.
(to Angel) Okay. You ready?
Yeah.
On three. One... She tears the arrow out. He hisses in pain as she puts a gauze over the wound.
(through gritted teeth) I knew you were gonna do that...
Not too much blood back here...
I heal pretty fast. Should be all right.
I'm just glad Faith's aim is so sucky.
We're sure it was her?
Well, I've narrowed down our list of one suspect...
Fascinating... He's reading the report they swiped from Lester.
What?
It seems our Mr. Worth headed an expedition on Kawaii. Digging through old lava beds near a dormant volcano.
I'm not fascinated yet.
He found something underneath. A carcass, buried in eruption.
Carcass?
A very large one. Mr. Worth posits that it might be some heretofore undiscovered dinosaur.
(standing weakly) A demon?
Well, yes, there's something the Mayor would want to keep secret. If this is the same kind of demon he's turning into and it's dead, then that means he's only impervious to harm until the Ascension. In his demon form, he can be killed.
Great. And all we need is a million tons of burning lava. We're saved.
It's a start, anyway. If we can -- He stumbles against the table.
Jeez, you're a klutz today. You better take it easy until -- The look on his face stops her. He is sweaty, dizzy. He tries to focus on her.
Damn. He collapses. INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT (A BIT LATER) ANGLE: THE ARROW As Giles examines it. Smells it.
We'll have to run some tests. Angel is sitting on the floor, back to the counter. Buffy holds her hand to his head.
Angel, you're burning up.
My shoulder's completely numb. It's poison. I can feel it.
I'll call the others, get them here. Then I think we should move Angel to the safety of his bed before the sun comes up.
You think the guys can find out what this is?
The council has all the known toxins on file, mystical or otherwise. I'll contact them immediately.
Thanks. (to Angel) You're gonna be okay. He holds a hand to her face, smiles lovingly at her. She takes his hand in hers. INT. WILLOW'S BEDROOM - NIGHT (PREVIOUSLY SCENE C) The camera moves slowly about the darkened room, coming to find two tastefully draped nudies in the bed. Willow and Oz. They have sinned! She is somewhat wide-eyed, snuggling against his shoulder. He's pretty calm.
I feel different. You know? I guess that makes sense. Do you feel different? Oh, no, you've already - you probably, not a big change for you, bit it's nice - was it nice? Should this be a quiet moment?
I know exactly what you mean.
(smiles, then:) Which part?
Everything feels different. She kisses him. Things would get pretty steamy, but the phone rings. Willow gets it.
Hello? She listens a moment, then hangs up. Reaches for the clothes she can reach.
We gotta go. INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT The Mayor is depositing the box of Gavrok on his desk as Faith enters.
He's dropped, boss.
Applause applause.
Right in the back -- He pitches over and Buffy's freaking, looking around all panicked... it was a good time.
Well, that should keep her occupied for a spell.
What next?
The ritual of Gavrok. I have to ingest several of the inhabitants of this box.
Ingest?
Eat.
You're wicked gross. She says it affectionately, and he smiles.
Well, you don't have to watch. Just go home, take it easy. Big day tomorrow.
You gotta give me something to do. There's no way I'm sleeping. Don't you need anyone dead? Or maimed? I can settle for maimed.
Little firecracker. The phrase makes Faith reflective.
My mom called me that. When I was little. I was always running around... She takes a beat, something troubling her.
Tomorrow. The Ascension and all that. I gonna get to fight?
If everything goes smoothly, you won't have to. But how often do things go smoothly?
So you'll still need me in there.
Always.
When I was a kid, a couple miles outside of Boston there was this quarry, kids used to swim there. Jump off the rocks... There was one rock like forty feet up, I was the only one that would jump it. All the older kids were too scared.
Not you, though.
Nah. I could do it easy. He sits, eyes still on her.
Get some rest. She moves to go.
Good luck with your spiders there. She exits. INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM - NIGHT Oz is examining the arrow amidst science paraphernalia. (Swabbing blood off the tip and putting it on a slide. That sounds real sciencey! Did I mention I was an English major?) Willow is giving a list to Xander.
They should have all of this at the magic shop. I can run an aural analysis, see if it's a mystical poison.
I'm a little short on cash...
Just tell them it's for me.
Right. He goes. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - NIGHT Xander trucks through on his way out, when he hears:
Xander. He turns to find Anya approaching him.
What are you doing here? Thought you'd be in Aruba by now.
Hey, I'm packed. My car's right outside. I just... I had to...
What?
You could come with me.
Come with you? You mean that?
Why not? We could just get in the car and drive, no one would miss us. We could take turns driving, keep each other awake... He looks like he might actually be considering it, so she drives the point home:
You're gonna die if you stay here.
I guess I might
When I think that something might happen to you, it feels bad. Inside. Like I might vomit. He smiles a little, not unkindly.
Welcome to the world of romance.
It's horrible! No wonder I used to get so much work.
Well, I'm sorry if I give you barfy feelings.
Come with me.
Can't do it.
Why not?
I got friends on the line.
So?
That humanity thing's still a work in progress, isn't it?
Are you really gonna be that much help to them? You'll probably just get in the way.
Your stock's plummeting here, sweetheart.
Fine. You know what? I hope you die. He moves to go by her. As he does, she looks at him forlornly.
Aren't we gonna kiss? INT. ANGEL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT Buffy sits with Angel as he tosses and sweats. She is clearly distraught. She puts a wet cloth to his brow, pats off the sweat.
It's okay... you'll be okay... He moans by way of reply. Buffy hears noise in the other room, heads out. INT. MANSION - NIGHT Wesley is entering from the front. Giles comes in from the garden, Buffy from the bedroom.
Did you reach the council?
Yes. They, um... (to Buffy) They couldn't help. Buffy senses his shame through his bad lying.
Couldn't?
Wouldn't. There is more silence. Buffy lets this sink in. Wesley continues, unenthused by his message.
It's not Council policy to cure vampires --
Well did you explain these were special --
Not under any circumstances, and yes, I did try to convince them.
Try again.
Buffy, they're very firm. We're talking about laws that have existed longer than civilization.
I'm talking about watching my lover die. I have no clue what you're talking about and I do not care.
We'll find a cure, Buffy.
The Council's orders are to --
Orders? Her tone stops him.
I don't think I'm gonna be taking any more orders. Not from you. Not from them.
You can't turn your back on the Council.
They're in England! I don't think they can tell which way my back is facing.
Giles, talk to her.
I've nothing to say just now.
Go back to your Council --
Don't you see what --
Go and tell them that until the next Slayer shows up they can close up shop. I'm not working for them anymore.
Don't you see what's happening? Faith poisoned Angel to distract you, to keep you out of the Mayor's way. And it's working. We need a strategy to --
I have strategy. You're not in it.
This is mutiny.
I like to think of it as graduation. She moves to Giles, done with Wesley.
I can't sit around. I'm gonna go help the others.
Yes, of course.
You'll watch him?
I'll call if there's the slightest change. She heads for the door, passing Wes.
Buffy, you don't know what you're doing.
Get a job. She exits. Wesley looks haplessly at the door, at Giles. He returns the gaze with a distinct lack of warmth. INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM - NIGHT Xander and Oz research like wild mohicans (in a quiet, orderly fashion) while Willow fills Buffy in.
Finding the poison wasn't that hard. It's a mystical compound -- the Latin name translates roughly as "Killer of the Dead". Used on vampires.
And the cure?
There aren't a lot of instances of it being cured.
But there's some.
One or two. Pretty vague accounts. (softer) How is he? Buffy can't answer.
Hold it.
You got something?
I'm not sure...
Be sure.
Okay. "Killer of the Dead." That's our boy, and here's a vamp that walked away from it.
Does it talk about the cure?
Damn.
Nothing?
No, it's in here, but... Anxiously, Willow takes the book and looks.
Completely reversed the effects... Oh.
WHAT?
Come on, guys. The suspense is killing Angel.
The only cure for this thing is to drain the blood of a Slayer. Beat, as this fact settles on them.
Good.
Good? What'd I miss?
No, it's perfect. Angel needs to drain a Slayer? I'll bring him one.
Buffy, if Angel drains Faith's blood it'll kill her.
Not if she's already dead. Buffy exits the room. There is silence. BLACK OUT.
|
| Act Four |
|
INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT Willow is on the interest, Oz over her shoulder.
A leasing agreement, should be recent. Won't be in her name but if the Mayor's putting her up it might be in his.
Could be charging it to the city.
Right. Cross reference. The realty with municipal funds.
(re: computer) You wanna drive?
Sorry. He puts his hands on her neck. The touch closes her eyes momentarily, she's in a physical space, then she gets back to work. ANGLE: BUFFY is by the weapons cabinet, Xander with her.
Some of you guys should relieve Giles after a while. Watch over Angel.
I don't mean to play devil's advocate here, but are you sure you're up for this?
It's time.
We're talking To The Death.
I can't play kid games anymore. This is how she wants it.
I just don't want to lose you.
I won't get hurt.
That's not what I meant. Buffy picks up a knife out of the cabinet. It's the fancy ass one she got off Faith.
Just get me an address. INT. GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM - NIGHT Buffy splashes water on her face. She takes a moment to look in the mirror, then crosses to her locker where we see the clothes she will fight Faith in. She starts to undress and we cut: INT. FAITH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT We see various angles of Faith working out, punching her punching bag, looking at her dress in front of the mirror, sitting on her bed reading comic books. INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT Willow types, reads something on screen.
Got it. INT. FAITH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Faith is lying on her bed, reading comic books and eating junk food. A stereo is blasting. Buffy is standing by the door, turns it off. Faith rolls off the bed and faces her. Keeps her eyes locked on Buffy, tense, excited.
I thought I'd stop by.
(smiles) Is he dead yet?
He's not gonna die. Good try, though. "A" for effort. Your plan?
Uh-huh. Mayor got me the poison. Said it was wicked painful.
There's a cure.
Damn. What is it?
Your blood. Faith takes that in.
As justice goes, it's not unpoetic. Don't you think?
You come here to get me? Gonna feed me to Angel? Buffy nods.
You know you're not gonna take me alive.
That's not a problem.
Well, look at you, all dressed up in big sister's clothes. They begin drifting slowly toward each other, locked hypnotically in each other's eyes.
You told me I was just like you, Faith. That I was only holding it in.
You ready to cut loose?
Try me.
Okay then. Give us a kiss. Buffy punches Faith so fucking hard her head nearly snaps off. Faith responds in kind, twirling and backfisting Buffy. They face each other, the handshake over. And they begin. The fight is fast at first, a blur of moves and blocks, kicks and counters, brutal but also balletic, intelligent rage. It takes them about the room -- Buffy smashed into the big screen TV, Faith knocked back over the end table -- and it never lets up. Nobody speaks. Faith gets Buffy in a lock from behind. They strain at each other, sweating, Faith's mouth at Buffy's ear.
Not getting tired, are you? I'm just starting to feel it. Buffy slams Faith back into the wall (or the stand up mirror, if that works), breaking her grip. She throws her up onto the landing. Faith stands, in front of the window, as Buffy runs up, jumps off the bed and dives into her. They smash through the window. EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT They fall about eight feet onto the next roof, land amid glass and wood shards. Faith is on her back, groaning in pain. She feels Buffy grab her wrist-- ANGLE: FAITH'S WRIST --and slam a handcuff on it. Faith pulls savagely away but the other cuff is already on Buffy's wrist.
Stick around. Faith punches Buffy. INT. ANGEL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT Oz and Willow watch over Angel. He's not doing well. He mumbles...
Buffy... Oz and Willow look at each other, worried. INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT (PREVIOUSLY SCENE D) The camera sees the box on his desk, tilts up to find the Mayor sucking in the legs of a giant spider he's eating. He chews, swallows. A VAMPIRE LACKEY watches, clearly unsettled.
My god, what a feeling. The power of these creatures... it suffuses my being. I can feel the changes begin. My organs shifting, merging, making ready for the Ascension. Plus, these babies are high in fiber and what's the fun of becoming an immortal demon if you're not regular, am I right? Before the vampire can answer, another comes into the office with a worried look.
We don't knock during dark rituals?
Sir, there may be trouble. At Faith's. The Mayor looks unhappy. INT. LIBRARY/GILES' OFFICE - NIGHT Giles is at his desk in his office, going over Lester's papers.
Yes. Right, right. He stands. Comes into the library, where Xander is at the desk researching.
Something about the demon? Giles heads up the stairs to the center shelf as he replies:
Local villagers near the volcano site make reference to the legend of "Olukai", that may be a bastardization of "Olvikan".
Who's Olvikan?
I know it's a demon, a very old one... I might have a picture. Xander follows him up as Giles looks for the right volume.
Boy, it's a good thing no one ever wanted to check any of these books out, huh?
Yes, very convenient... ah. He pulls out a volume, leafs through it. He rests it on the bannister, turning pages.
Come on, Olvikan. Hey... Giles stops. They both look very unhappy about what they are looking at. After a moment, Xander reaches over and folds out the picture. We don't see it, but we get the size.
We're gonna need a bigger boat... EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT A fight in progress. Two girls cuffed together, hampered by the restriction but also using it. Buffy is now getting the upper hand, gets Faith pinned. Faith is starting to get a little raggedy.
What's the matter? All that killing and you're afraid to die? The look in Faith's eyes says she is. She strains at the cuff -- and it snaps, the two girls rolling away from each other. Faith grabs a makeshift weapon (TBD), and Buffy draws Faith's knife.
That's mine.
You're about to get it back. Fighting. Some blood. They're tired, moving slow, swinging wide. And they end up by the ledge, Faith's hand on Buffy wrist, holding the knife at bay, Faith's other hand on Buffy's throat. Buffy is perilously close to the edge. She looks down and sees: ANGLE: BUFFY'S POV Alleyway. A three story drop. The two girls are close again, straining. Faith again with the upper hand. She edges Buffy closer to the edge and it is with sincerity that she says:
Man, I'm gonna miss this... Buffy whips her hand free and buries the knife in Faith's stomach. To the hilt. Faith goes wide-eyed, a tiny stream of blood burbling from her mouth. Buffy wrenches the blade free and Faith clutches her stomach. She sags... And then uppercuts Buffy halfway across the roof. Buffy lands hard on her back.
You did it... There is both confusion and pride in her voice as she looks at her prone counterpart.
You killed me. Buffy struggles to get up, but she is painfully winded. Faith looks down and sees: ANGLE: FAITH'S POV A stakebed truck coming down the alley. Faith looks back to Buffy.
Still won't help your boy, though. Buffy realizes what Faith is about to do. Faith's smile has a kind of numbness spreading over it.
You shoulda been there, Buff. Quite a ride. She pitches backwards, slowly, ever so gracefully, off the roof. Falls three stories and lands SLAM! on the truck, head slamming with skullcracking force, body twisted and motionless. Buffy scrambles painfully to the edge, sees: ANGLE: BUFFY'S POV The truck speeding away, unheedful of its bleeding cargo.
No... Her voice is small, her eyes empty with defeat. BLACK OUT.
|