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Episode Summary
The leaves are changing color, the air is cooler, it must be time for… the Night of St. Vigius. Once again Buffy’s life is in danger as the Master’s minions seek to gain extra power by killing Buffy during a sacred holiday. But Buffy’s mind is not on slaying. She and Sheila, a
perpetually bad student, have been threatened with expulsion by Principal Snyder.
The only chance they have of staying in school is to help organize Parent Teacher Night. While Buffy plans this evening, a new demon is in town — Spike, a 200-year-old vampire who has actually killed two slayers over the past century. Giles urges Buffy to take this challenge seriously, but she is preoccupied with her school project and trying to cover for the never- present Sheila.
When Parent Teacher Night arrives, Buffy unsuccessfully tries to keep her mother away from Principal Snyder. But things become a bit more serious when Spike and some other vampires crash the event. The faculty, and Buffy’s mom, think these are just some gang kids on angel dust. Buffy convinces her mother to stay hidden while she faces the vampires.
Giles tries to help Buffy, whose biggest worry is about her mother’s safety. No-show Sheila finally arrives and — surprise! — she’s a vampire too. Angel tries to help by pretending he’s on Spike’s side and offering up Xander’s neck for a snack. Spike isn’t fooled and becomes enraged.
Buffy continues to battle Spike until her mom’s maternal instincts overtake her fear and she whacks Spike with an axe. Spike flees. Much to Buffy’s relief, Mom is not angry about Principal Snyder’s assessment– she’s proud that Buffy is so resourceful and thoughtful of others in a crisis. When Spike returns to the lair without having killed Buffy, the Anointed One is angry.
Spike throws the child into a cage and raises it up to the light. Suddenly the cage is empty and we see only a puff of smoke, as Spike and his main squeeze Drusilla go off to watch TV.
Shooting Scripts
Teaser
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH- DAY – ESTABLISHING
MR. SNYDER (V.O.)
A lot of educators tell students:
INT. SNYDER’S OFFICE – DAY
MR. SNYDER
…think of your principal as your “pal”.
I say think of me as your judge, jury
and executioner.
SHEILA MARTINI (17, sexy, slovenly and somewhat dangerous) faces SNYDER across his desk.
MR. SNYDER (cont’d)
Tell me, who do you think is the most
troublesome student in this school?
Sheila studies Snyder, pops her gum, and jerks her head to the right, indicating BUFFY whom we now
discover sitting next to her. Snyder smiles.
SNYDER (cont’d)
Well, it is quite a match between
you two.
Snyder opens two THICK FILES on his desk.
MR. SNYDER (cont’d)
On the one hand, Buffy hasn’t stabbed a
horticulture teacher with a trowel, yet.
SHEILA
I never stabbed anyone with a trowel!
Sheila stabs the file in front of Snyder with her finger, he involuntarily edges back.
SHEILA (cont’d)
It was pruning shears. It should say
pruning shears.
MR. SNYDER
(to Buffy)
On the other hand, Sheila’s never
burned down a school building.
BUFFY
That was never proved… the fire
marshal said it could have been…
mice…
MR. SNYDER
Mice?
BUFFY
Mice that were smoking?
MR. SNYDER
(looking at file)
And the two of you seem to be tied in
the class-cutting and fight-starting
events. You’re really neck and neck
here. It’s very exciting.
SHEILA
What does the winner get?
MR. SNYDER
Expelled.
This registers with Buffy. Less so with Sheila.
MR. SNYDER (cont’d)
This Thursday is parent teacher night. Your parents –
(to Buffy)
assuming you have any – will meet your teachers –
(to Sheila)
assuming you have any left. I have
decided to put you two in charge of this
event. You have three days to prepare
the refreshments, make the banners,
and transform the school lounge into
a habitable place for adults. This will
incur my goodwill, and may even
affect what I tell your parents when I
meet them. Are we clear?
BUFFY
We’re clear.
(to Sheila)
Don’t you feel clear?
(to Snyder)
We’re very clear.
MR. SNYDER
Good. Because you mess up this time,
and your parents will be coming to
clean out your lockers.
EXT. SCHOOL – DAY – AFTER SCHOOL
Buffy walks with Sheila as Xander and Willow approach.
BUFFY
It really shouldn’t be that hard.
We’ll work on banners tomorrow at
lunch and we can figure out
refreshments then.
SHEILA
Yeah, sure, whatever.
She calls out to an older, slovenly, tattooed guy.
SHEILA (cont’d)
Hey, Meatpie! Wait up!
And she’s off, Xander and Willow watching her go.
XANDER
Heard Snyder’s got you guys making
party favors.
BUFFY
Yeah, his two worst students.
(watching Sheila)
When my Mom looks at me, that what
she sees. A Sheila.
XANDER
Sheila’s definitely intense. That guy
with her? That’s the one she CAN
bring home to her mother.
WILLOW
She smoked when we were in fifth
grade. Once I was lookout for her.
XANDER
You’re bad to the bone.
WILLOW
I’m a rebel.
BUFFY
It’s just not fair. I’m the Slayer,
which requires a certain amount of
fighting and cutting. What’s Sheila’s
excuse?
XANDER
Homework. She won’t do it. And most
of the teachers respect that now. You’ll
probably want to keep her away from
sharp implements while you’re working.
BUFFY
Do you think any of the other Slayers
ever had to go to high school?
XANDER
Hey, it’s no biggie. You’ll put on a
nice little affair. The parents’ll love it.
As long as nothing really bad comes
along between now and then, you’ll
be fine.
Both girls turn, appalled.
BUFFY
Are you nuts? What’d you say that for?
Now something bad is gonna happen!
XANDER
What do you mean? Nothing is gonna
happen!
WILLOW
Not until some dummy says “As long
as nothing bad happens…”
BUFFY
That’s like the ultimate jinx!
WILLOW
What were you thinking? Or were you
even thinking?
XANDER
(defensively)
Well, you don’t know. Maybe this time
is different.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROADSIDE – NIGHT
We see a sign proclaiming WELCOME TO SUNNYDALE. See it for a good few seconds before the black
caddy roars out from behind camera, smashing the sign flat.
The caddy screeches to a halt. The door opens.
We see his foot first, stepping out in a shitkicker steel-toed boot. As he walks in front of the car the
camera ARMS UP, revealing his punkish outfit, his long coat. As he puts a cigarette to his lips we
reach his face. He looks young, his eyes sparkling with anarchy. He smiles as he lights the cigarette.
And, oh yeah. He’s a vampire.
This is SPIKE.
He looks down at the sign sticking partially under his wheel. Looks at the row of houses in the near
distance.
SPIKE
Home sweet home.
BLACK OUT.
END OF TEASER
Act One
INT. THE FACTORY – NIGHT
The ANOINTED ONE holds court from his throne-like chair with several vampires. Two in particular do
the talking: a big ugly one and a skinny, intense one. Nobody looks too happy.
BIG UGLY
The Master is dead. Someone has to
take his place.
LEAN BOY
As long as the Slayer is alive,
whoever takes his place will be
sharing his grave!
BIG UGLY
Then let the soul who kills her wear
his mantle.
ANOINTED ONE
Can you do it?
BIG UGLY
Yes. This weekend, the Night of Saint
Vigeous, our power shall be at it’s
peak! When I kill her, it’ll be the
greatest event since the crucifixion.
And I should know. I was there.
SPIKE
You were there? Oh please.
He strolls in, eyeing everyone with amusement. He gets in Big Ugly’s face.
SPIKE (cont’d)
If every vampire who said he was at
the crucifixion was actually there, it
would have been like Woodstock!
BIG UGLY
I ought to rip your throat out.
Spike wrinkles his nose.
SPIKE
Would it kill ya’, little mouthwash
every couple hundred years?
Spike moves on, purposefully turning his back on Big Ugly, looking at the others, glancing at a METAL
CAGE, some meat hooks and old chains hanging from pulleys in the ceiling.
SPIKE (cont’d)
I was actually at Woodstock. That was
a weird gig. Fed off a flower person
and spent six hours watching my
hands move.
Big Ugly comes at him from behind. Spike rips a chain from the pulley whips it around Big Ugly’s
neck and yanks, bridling Big Ugly, chaining his face against the iron bars of the cage. This all
happens REAL FAST. And Spike isn’t even out of breath.
SPIKE (cont’d)
So, who do you kill for fun around
here?
ANOINTED ONE
Who are you?
SPIKE
Spike. You’re that anointed guy. I read
about you. And you got Slayer problems.
You know what I find works real good
with Slayers? Killing them.
ANOINTED ONE
Can you?
SPIKE
A lot faster than fatboy here.
(to Big Ugly, who chokes and grunts)
Doncha’ think?
(more gagging: to the Anointed)
He agrees. Where was I? Oh yeah, I did
a couple Slayers in my time. Don’t like
to brag. Oh, who am I kidding, I love to
brag. There was one Slayer, during the
Boxer Rebellion –
DRUSILLA wanders in as he speaks, looking at everything with the quiet wonder of a child. Spike
sees her and his whole face changes. Literally, as he resumes his human visage.
SPIKE (cont’d)
Drusilla!
He lets go of Big Ugly, goes to her. His manner becomes surprisingly gentle and solicitous with her.
SPIKE (cont’d)
You shouldn’t be walking around.
You’re weak.
DRUSILLA
Look at all the people. Are these
nice people?
SPIKE
We’re getting along.
She goes over to the Anointed One.
DRUSILLA
This one has power. I could feel it
from outside.
SPIKE
Yeah, he’s a big noise in these
parts. Anointed, and all that.
DRUSILLA
(to the Anointed One)
Do you like daisies? I plant them but
they always die. Everything I put in
the ground withers and dies. Spike,
I’m cold.
He whips off his coat and lays it around her shoulders, holding her as he does.
SPIKE
I got you.
DRUSILLA
I’m a princess…
SPIKE
That’s what you are.
She runs her finger along his check. We see that her fingernail has drawn blood. It trickles down
Spike’s face. He doesn’t flinch, and Drusilla gently licks it off.
He turns to the others.
SPIKE (cont’d)
Me and Dru, we’re moving in. Anyone
wanna test who’s got the biggest
wrinklies around here, step on up.
(to the Anointed One)
I’ll do your Slayer for you. You keep
your flunkies from trying anything
behind my back. Deal?
The Anointed One nods. Drusilla suddenly grabs Spike’s arm.
DRUSILLA
I can’t see her. The Slayer. I can’t
see. It’s dark where she is… Kill
her! Spike! Kill her for me!
SPIKE
It’s done, baby.
DRUSILLA
(calm, but shaking)
Kill her for princess?
SPIKE
I’ll chop her into pieces.
DRUSILLA
You are my sweet.
SPIKE
(to the Anointed One)
So, how about this Slayer. Is she tough?
INT. BUFFY’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
BUFFY
Ow!
She’s dressed for bed, brushing tangles out of her hair in front of the vanity. JOYCE appears in the
doorway.
JOYCE
What’s wrong?
BUFFY
I spent half my allowance on that
new cream rinse and it’s neither
creamy nor rinsey.
JOYCE
Life is hard, dear.
BUFFY
Don’t I know it. Look at these split ends!
JOYCE
I got the mail.
BUFFY
Oh good.
JOYCE
Which included a reminder notice
about parent teacher night Thursday.
BUFFY
Oh less good.
JOYCE
Which your were planning on telling
me about…?
BUFFY
For the last two weeks. I’ve been
working up my nerve.
JOYCE
Uh huh. So what do you think your
teachers will tell me about you?
BUFFY
Well… I… think they’d all agree I
always bring a pen to class, ready to
absorb the knowledge.
JOYCE
And this absorption rate, how is it
reflected in your homework and test scores?
BUFFY
What can you really tell about a
person from a test score?
JOYCE
Whether or not she’s ever going out
with her friends again.
BUFFY
Oh that.
JOYCE
What about your principal?
BUFFY
He put me in charge of the banners
and refreshments for the whole
evening. If that’s not a sign of
respect I don’t know what is.
JOYCE
I look forward to meeting him.
BUFFY
Won’t that be something.
JOYCE
Look, sweetheart, life is more than
grades and test scores and not getting
kicked out of school.
BUFFY
You are so right.
JOYCE
But we moved once because of you
getting in trouble. And I had to start
a new business – not to mention a new
life – in a whole new town.
BUFFY
And you don’t want to do that again.
JOYCE
What I don’t want is to be
disappointed in you again.
Beat.
BUFFY
Mom, believe me, that’s the last thing
I want, too. I’m trying, I’ve just got a
lot of… pressure right now.
JOYCE
Wait till you have a job.
She gives Buffy a little kiss on the head.
JOYCE (cont’d)
Sleep tight.
Joyce goes. Buffy tries one more tangle, tugs open a drawer to drop the brush in, sees the vampire
stake in the drawer.
BUFFY
I have a job.
EXT. SCHOOL – DAY – ESTABLISHING
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE – DAY
Morning. Buffy has a big banner laid out over a long table. Willow is helping her paint “WELCOME
PARENTS” on it. Xander is painting “PARENT TEACHER NIGHT” on another banner next to them.
WILLOW
Sheila’s a no show?
(Buffy nods)
She goes to this really rank bar, the
Fish Tank, sometimes they have raids
and… other things that could make
you tardy.
BUFFY
Can you help me cram some French
tonight? I don’t want Mr. DeJean
telling my mother I’m an…
(big French accent)
…imbecile!
WILLOW
I thought we were going to the Bronze
tonight. ‘Cause of how you thought
Angel might show.
XANDER
If he does he’ll meet some other nice
girl. Studying comes first.
BUFFY
We’re going to the Bronze. I can study
and party and do parent teacher night
and make my mother proud as long
as I don’t have to…
(sees Giles and Jenny coming; deflates)
…fight vampires.
GILES and JENNY CALENDAR join the group, in mid-discussion.
GILES
There’s nothing in the Chronicles
about an extraneous lunar cycle.
JENNY
The Order never accurately calculated
the Mesopotamian calendar! Rupert,
you have to read something that was
published AFTER 1066.
XANDER
What’s the up, guys?
BUFFY
I don’t suppose this is something
about happy squirrels?
GILES
Vampires.
BUFFY
That was my next guess.
GILES
Ms. Calendar has been researching –
surfing on her computer. According to
her calendar, this Saturday is the
Night of Saint Vigeous.
BUFFY
Lemme guess. He didn’t make balloon
animals.
GILES
He led a crusade. Of vampires. They
swept through Edessa, Harran, and
points east.
JENNY
They didn’t leave much behind.
XANDER
So Saturday’s kind of a big doo for
bloodsuckers.
JENNY
It’s a Holy Night of Attack. They’ll
come in numbers.
BUFFY
If I survive parent teacher night
tomorrow…
(nods at banner)
…I’ll see what I can do about
Saturday.
GILES
You’re being a tad flip, don’t you
think? This is serious.
BUFFY
And being kicked out of school is
laffs aplenty?
GILES
You know what happens when you let
your life interfere with your slaying.
BUFFY
Yes, I found that out the last time I
had a date, back in the Restoration era.
GILES
You just need to keep the two things
separate.
BUFFY
Yes, well, if my slaying doesn’t get me
expelled, I promise my banner making
won’t get me killed. Just let me get
through the week.
GILES
Saturday will require a great deal of
preparation.
WILLOW
Well, we’ll help.
XANDER
Yeah! I can whittle stakes!
WILLOW
And I can research stuff.
XANDER
(to Willow)
While I’m whittling, I plan to
whistle a jaunty tune.
GILES
Your help will be appreciated. But
when it comes to battle, Buffy must
be prepared to fight alone. You are,
after all, a slay-
He sees Snyder approaching, quickly adjusts:
GILES
slay…ve. Slave. You’re all slaves
to the… television. You young
people nowadays. Goodbye.
Giles and Jenny take off. Snyder turns to Xander and Willow.
MR. SNYDER
You wouldn’t be helping Buffy in
Sheila’s place would you?
XANDER
(brush behind back)
No.
WILLOW
We’re hindering.
MR. SNYDER
She ditched. Mmm-mmmm, I feel an
expulsion coming on.
BUFFY
She’s been helping for hours. She’s
just out getting more paint…
Buffy follows Snyder’s gaze to the door as SHEILA stumbles through in last night’s party dress, dark
glasses: Marilyn Monroe after a hard night Kennedying. Buffy rushes to Sheila, guides her to
Xander’s banner, under:
BUFFY (cont’d)
No more teal in the art room? I know
you wanted it to be perfect, but let’s
just keep going with the green.
She plops (Xander’s) brush in Sheila’s hand.
MR. SNYDER
Just make sure everything is perfect
on Thursday.
He goes off.
SHEILA
Thanks for covering. Guy’s a serious rodent.
BUFFY
No problem.
SHEILA
Did you really burn down school
property one time?
BUFFY
Well, not actually ONE time…
SHEILA
Cool.
BUFFY
But I didn’t feel good about it or
anything. I mean, I don’t condone…
So. We’re gonna Bronze it tonight,
if you wanted to come.
SHEILA
I can’t go there. You threaten one
bartender with a broken bottle and
they like ban you for life.
(snorts)
BUFFY
Ahhh.
INT. BRONZE – NIGHT
Buffy and Willow at a table. Buffy thinks hard, composing a sentence. Willow’s got a French book.
BUFFY
(off Willow’s furrowing brow)
Is that wrong? Should I use the plural?
WILLOW
No, but… you just said that “the cow
should touch me from Thursday”.
BUFFY
Well, maybe that’s what I was feeling.
WILLOW
And you said it wrong.
BUFFY
Oh. Je stink.
WILLOW
You’re just not focused. It’s Angel
missage.
BUFFY
Well he didn’t say for sure, it was
a maybe see you there kind of deal.
Xander comes off the dance floor.
XANDER
Guys! I’m all alone out there!
Somebody has to dance with me.
WILLOW
Well, we are studying…
XANDER
Come on, one dance! You’ve been
studying for nearly twelve minutes!
BUFFY
No wonder my brain is fried.
They get up, hitting the floor as a fairly rocking song begins. The three of them dance together, Buffy
occasionally repeating French phrases to herself.
In the b.g. we see a LONE FIGURE in the dark watching Buffy. Is it Angel.
The figure steps out of the shadows. It’s not Angel, it’s Spike. He circles through the dancers, moving
closer and closer, staying out of Buffy’s line of sight, never taking his eyes off her. A hunter stalking
his prey.
Spike circles. Buffy is oblivious to the danger. He’s closer and closer… and suddenly gone.
AT THE BAR – SPIKE
Joins Big Ugly (without a vamp face on.)
SPIKE
Go get something to eat.
Big Ugly nods, obediently moves off. Spike looks back at
BUFFY
On the floor. We discover Spike behind them, speaking to some other folk, but so Buffy will hear:
SPIKE
Where’s a phone. I need to call the
police. There’s some big guy out
back trying to bite someone.
Buffy reacts and is gone in a flash.
EXT. ALLEY BEHIND BRONZE – NIGHT
A HELPLESS GIRL backs away from Big Ugly ( who now has his vamp face on.) He gets his huge
hand around her dainty neck, closes in for a kill as –
BUFFY”S TWO HANDS
Locked together, slam down on his wrist, breaking his hold.
BIG UGLY
Slayer.
BUFFY
Slay-ee.
And Buffy spin kicks him in the head. He takes it well, grabs her and hurls her against a wall. He
charges, she ducks, pivots under his arm and away. He moves after her but we DRIFT RIGHT and
discover Spike, calmly watching the melee from the shadows.
BUFFY AND BIG UGLY
Trade punches. Willow and Xander race out the back door.
BUFFY
(re: girl)
Get her out of here!
Buffy ducks a punch, kicks. Willow grabs the girl.
BUFFY (cont’d)
And…
(punch)
…a stake…
(duck)
…would be nice.
(kick)
Xander races back inside on the heels of Willow and the freaked girl.
SPIKE
Watches her every move, enjoying himself immensely.
INT. BRONZE – NIGHT
Xander races to the table. Upends Buffy’s purse, claws through lipstick, make-up, hair brush, a
tampon!
XANDER
Ahhh!
He drops it like a hot tampon, finally finds a stake, runs.
EXT. ALLEY BEHIND BRONZE – NIGHT – BUFFY
Big Ugly swings and connects. Buffy goes down. He looms over her.
BIG UGLY
I don’t need to wait for Saint
Vigeous. You’re mine!
He comes at her, but she knocks him back.
Xander races out the back door, hurls the stake at Buffy who catches it sharply on the spin in mid-air.
Willow peeks out from behind Xander.
BIG UGLY (cont’d)
Spike, give me a hand.
Xander and Willow look around the dark alley: who’s he talking to?
SPIKE – UNSEEN IN THE SHADOWS
Just watches, makes no move to help.
BUFFY SINKS THE STAKE
Goodbye Big Ugly. Spike applauds slowly, steps out of the darkness. Right next to Willow and Xander
who both jump.
SPIKE
Nice work, baby.
BUFFY
Who are you?
SPIKE
You’ll find out on Saturday.
BUFFY
What happens on Saturday?
SPIKE
I kill you.
He smiles, slides back into the shadows and is gone. Xander and Willow are wigged. So is Buffy.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT ONE
Act Two
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – NIGHT – ESTABLISHING
GILES (O.S.)
Spike…
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Vamp books and diaries on the table. The gang is assembled: Buffy, Giles, Willow, Xander and Jenny
who is dragging a staggering amount of weaponry out of the book cage as:
GILES
…that’s what the other vampire
called him?
(Buffy nods)
Sounds a little unorthodox.
BUFFY
Maybe he’s reform.
GILES
(thumbing through diaries)
He may have gone by a different
name in times past…
JENNY
Whoever he is, we’ll need all the
help we can get come this Saturday.
Xander eyes THE ATTACK OF SAINT VIGEOUS engravings in a huge old tome. (Medieval vamp
crusade mayhem.)
XANDER
This Night of Saint Vigeous deal, if
they’re gonna attack in force
shouldn’t we be thinkin’: vacation?
WILLOW
We can’t run, that would be wrong.
Could we hide? I mean if that Spike
Guy is leading the attack…
(shudders loudly)
…sorry, was that audible?
GILES
I’m sure he’s no worse than any other
creature you’ve faced –
ANGEL (O.S.)
He’s worse.
Angel is suddenly standing inside the doorway. Xander jumps.
BUFFY
Angel.
GILES
You know him?
Instead of answering that directly, Angel says to Buffy:
ANGEL
Once he starts something he doesn’t
stop, until everything in his path is
dead. Stay away.
A beat as this sinks in:
XANDER
So he’s thorough, goal oriented…
okay, someone else lighten the mood.
BUFFY
We were at the Bronze before. I
thought you said you might show.
ANGEL
You said you weren’t sure if you
were going.
BUFFY
I was being cool. You been dating for
what, two hundred years, you don’t
know what a girl means when she says
maybe she’ll show? Work with me here.
Angel gives her a small smile. The nice moment is broken by:
WILLOW
Wow, two centuries of dating. If you
only had two a year that’d still be like
four hundred dates with four hundred
different –
(suddenly interested in weapons)
— why do they call it a mace?
GILES
Yes, well we’ve slightly more urgent
things to discuss.
BUFFY
(turning away from Angel)
Like keeping my mom away from
Principal Snyder tomorrow night.
JENNY
And not dying Saturday.
GILES
Angel, do you know if this Spike
fellow has any other names?
Giles looks up from the diaries. Angel is gone. They all look around.
XANDER
That’s it, I’m puttin’ a collar with
a little bell on that guy.
Off Buffy,
EXT. THE FISH TANK – NIGHT
A rank dive. Just horrible, mind-numbling industrial music pounds within. Next to the sign: Fish Tank,
a door opens and Sheila emerges with TWO LOW-LIFES. They’re older than her and hoping to get
some.
ANGLE – ALLEY NEXT TO THE FISH TANK
Sheila trips down the alley with the low-lifes. Both guys wear tank tops and are covered in tattoos.
SHEILA
All right, which one is Dwayne and
which one is Dell – don’t tell me,
Dell’s the one with the tattoo!
Sheila laughs at her joke as they move on.
ANOTHER ANGLE – TWO SHOT, SHEILA AND DELL
SHEILA
You guys weren’t lying about havin’
a Cadillac, were ya’? Cause I’m crazy
about a cad. Just the feel of the leather
makes me wanna…
Sheila looks around. Dwayne is gone.
SHEILA (cont’d)
What happened to your friend?
CLOSE ON SHEILA
SHEILA
Hey, illustrated man, over here.
And as the CAMERA circles her we discover Dell is gone now, too, and she is alone.
SHEILA (cont’d)
What’s going on?
She looks up and down the alley, getting spooked.
SHEILA (cont’d)
Where are you guys?
She moves further down the alley. We creep after her.
SHEILA (cont’d)
Not funny…
Sheila moves on. More than a little freaked now. She looks behind her. Nothing. Looks the other way.
Nothing. Then, Spike, out of nowhere, is just standing right in front of her. She SCREAMS.
SHEILA (cont’d)
Who are you?
SPIKE
Who do you want me to be?
She’s half-scared, half-mesmerized by his presence.
SHEILA
Did you see…?
SPIKE
Those two losers who thought they
were good enough for you?
She half-smiles.
SHEILA
What happened to ’em?
SPIKE
They got sleepy.
SHEILA
Huh?
SPIKE
And you got something a whole lot better.
He holds her gaze, hypnotic. Then he turns and walks on.
SHEILA
Hey, wait up. What’s your name?
She goes after him. And we PAN DOWN to the dark floor of the alley. Where two bodies lie. Dwayne
and Dell. Way dead.
INT. THE FACTORY – NIGHT
Spooky. Lit by torches. Spike and Drusilla are noticeably absent.
Vampires are chanting, whipping themselves and each other. The Anointed One sits in the shadows.
Standing near him and speaking for him is:
LEAN BOY
Saint Vigeous, you who murdered so
many, we beseech you, cleans us of our
weaknesses: mercy, compassion and pity.
OTHERS
We will bathe in their blood.
The Anointed One, like a little Godfather, motions to Lean Boy who leans down close to him.
ANOINTED ONE
Where is he?
LEAN BOY
Spike? He, uh, said he doesn’t go
for religion.
ANOINTED ONE
He should be here.
LEAN BOY
He’s with the woman. He’s always
with the woman.
The Anointed One looks displeased. CAMERA TRACKS PAST the ceremony, into the darker recesses of
the factory.
LEAN BOY (cont’d)
(to vamps)
Lambs to the slaughter!
OTHERS
Bathe in their blood!
We discover a narrow passageway, stairs leading down.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. SPIKE AND DRUSILLA’S ROOM – NIGHT
The stairs lead down into their little dungeonesque suite, their furniture now moved in. The medieval
feel of the room is sharply contrasted by an old black and white TV, showing nothing but snow. Lined
up on an old trunk by the wall are five Victorian dolls, gags of old linen tied around their mouths,
their eyes wide and innocent.
Drusilla takes one of the dolls and turns it toward the wall.
DRUSILLA
Miss Edith speaks out of turn. She’s
a bad example and will have no
cakes today.
Spike comes up behind her, slides his arms around her.
SPIKE
Darling, are you gonna eat something?
DRUSILLA
I’m not hungry. I miss Prague.
SPIKE
You nearly died in Prague, Baby.
That idiot mob… this is the place
for us. The Hellmouth’ll restore
you. Put color in your cheeks.
Metaphorically speaking.
SPIKE (cont’d)
And in a few weeks time…
DRUSILLA
The stars will align, and smile down
on me.
SPIKE
And then, God, this town will burn.
DRUSILLA
A pretty fire.
SPIKE
But baby, none of that’s gonna happen
unless you EAT.
And on that word, the camera WHIP-PANS to the corner of the room, where sits Sheila, trussed,
gagged and absolutely terrified. No longer the bad girl.
The noise of CHANTING drifts down from upstairs. Spike and Drusilla look up as they settle on the
bed.
DRUSILLA
They’re preparing.
SPIKE
St. Vigeous is coming up. Should be a
party. And I need a party. Man, I’m
restless. Can’t wait to ice that Slayer.
DRUSILLA
You should go up with them and
cleanse…
SPIKE
Dru…
DRUSILLA
The boy doesn’t trust you. They
follow him. I sometimes think that
my hair will fall out.
SPIKE
Never happen. Alright, I’ll go get
chanty with the fellahs. But you
have to do me one favor.
He grabs Sheila and hands her to Drusilla. The two lovers exchange a smile, then Spike heads
upstairs.
Drusilla looks at Sheila, then past her, to the dolls.
DRUSILLA
See, Miss Edith, if you’d been good,
you could watch with the rest.
CLOSE ON: DRUSILLA
Now has Vampire face on. It is pale, horrible, and eerily beautiful.
She buries dripping fangs in Sheila’s neck.
EXT. SCHOOL – DAY – ESTABLISHING
A hand painted banner across the entry: PARENT TEACHER NIGHT
INT. LIBRARY – DAY
Hectic. Cordelia and Xander are sharpening stakes, Jenny and Willow sight arrows, tightening screws
on the crossbow and other weapons. Camera moves past them to find Buffy in equally frantic
preparation: chopping carrots. She’s laying out an impressive platter of crudités. She has a nice I’m-
a-model-student dress on.
WILLOW
Do you think Sheila will show?
BUFFY
I doubt it. She doesn’t seem to care
about getting kicked out – about
anything. I sort of envy that.
WILLOW
I don’t think she’s very happy.
Giles crosses in, book in hand.
GILES
(re: diaries)
For three nights the unholy ones
scourge themselves into a fury,
culminating in a savage attack on
the Night of Saint Vigeous.
XANDER
Anyone still remember when Saturday
night meant date night?
CORDELIA
You sure don’t.
BUFFY
(glances at clock)
The parents start arriving in an hour.
Okay, banners are in place, the lounge
is comfy, what am I forgetting…?
WILLOW
Punch?
BUFFY
Punch! I need punch.
XANDER
The important thing in punch is the
ratio of Vodka to Schnapps.
(off looks)
That was obviously far too
sophisticated a joke for this crowd.
Cordelia drops a stake, exhausted.
CORDELIA
My fingers are cramping, how long
have I been doing this?
XANDER
Three minutes.
CORDELIA
So can I go now? She’s not gonna need
that many stakes, I mean if this Spike
guy’s as mean as you all said, it should
be over pretty fast.
(to Buffy, off their looks)
We’re still rooting for you Saturday. I’d
be there myself but I’ve got a leg wax.
Buffy is up and on her way out.
BUFFY
You guys hold the fort. I’m punch bound.
She goes out. There is a beat, then both Xander and Cordelia reach for some of the food Buffy has
prepared.
Buffy’s back in the door in a flash.
BUFFY (cont’d)
No!
And gone again.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE – NIGHT
CLOSE – A HUMONGOUS PUNCH BOWL
The lounge looks clean. Extra chairs lined up. Pretty, freshly painted banners hung. Refreshments laid
out. Willow joins Buffy as she stirs the punch up.
WILLOW
What kind of punch did you make?
BUFFY
Lemonade.
Willow takes a cup, pleased.
BUFFY (cont’d)
I made it fresh and everything.
WILLOW
How much sugar did you use?
BUFFY
(worried)
Sugar?
And as she says it, Willlow sips. The catastrophic face she makes indicates a total lack of sugar.
WILLOW
(hardly able to speak)
It’s very good…
She puts the cup down, still face making.
BUFFY
Now if we can just keep my mother
and Snyder from crossing paths for
the next three hours…
WILLOW
(sees Joyce arriving)
Hi Mrs. Summers.
JOYCE
Hi Willow.
(to Buffy)
Hi honey. Did you do all this?
BUFFY
I did. How ’bout some lemonade –
Behind Joyce, Buffy sees Snyder (wearing a name tag) heading down the hall towards them.
BUFFY (cont’d)
— after Willow shows you the library.
(steering them away from Snyder)
I have to stay here and hostess.
WILLOW
Yeah, the library – no, because
Giles and everyone…
BUFFY
(steering them down another hall)
…are locked inside studying.
French class it is.
Willow disappears with Joyce as Snyder walks up.
MR. SNYDER
Was that your mother?
BUFFY
Oh hi. Yeah, I wanted to introduce
you. She wouldn’t have said too much,
she doesn’t speak a word of English.
Snyder gives her a look, moves off to greet some parents, Buffy looks up at
THE CLOCK ON THE WALL
It reads: 6:14
DISSOLVE TO:
THE CLOCK ON THE WALL
It now reads 8:45. Parents and teachers (with name tags) mingle. Buffy stands near the
refreshments keeping a wary eye out for her mother and Snyder. Cordelia walks up, fuming.
CORDELIA
Giles has us locked in that library
working on your weapons. Even
slaves get minimum wage.
Cordelia stares at Buffy’s skin.
BUFFY
What?
CORDELIA
You’re starting to look pretty slagged.
What are you, just skipping foundation
entirely now?
BUFFY
Cordelia, I have at least three lives to
contend with and none of them really
mesh. It’s like oil and water and… a
third unmeshable thing.
CORDELIA
Yeah. And I can see the oil.
(re: Willow and Joyce approaching)
Is that your mom? Now that’s a woman
who knows how to moisturize. Did it
like skip a generation?
JOYCE
Well I believe I’ve seen every
classroom on campus. And in each
one your teachers had miraculously
just stepped out.
Buffy shoots Willow a discreet thumbs up, sees Snyder heading their way.
BUFFY
But you didn’t see the boiler room.
And that’s really interesting because
of the boiler being right there in the
room and all –
Joyce ignores Buffy’s efforts and offers her hand to Snyder.
JOYCE
Hello. I’m Joyce Summers, Buffy’s mother.
MR. SNYDER
Principal Snyder. I’m afraid we need
to talk. My office is down here.
Buffy deflates as they walk away.
BUFFY
He didn’t look very happy.
CORDELIA
When they’re done talking…
BUFFY
What?
CORDELIA
My guess? Tenth high school reunion?
You’ll still be grounded.
WILLOW
Cordelia… have some punch.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Jenny sees Giles, studying a diary, looking concerned and intrigued.
GILES
Well, there you are…
JENNY
There who is?
GILES
(re: diaries)
Our new friend Spike. “Known as
William the Bloody, earned his nickname
by torturning his victims with railroad
spikes…” Ahh, but here’s some good
news, he’s barely two hundred, not even
as old as Angel… oh…
His face darkens again.
XANDER
That’s a bad look, right?
GILES
I think your suggestion of running
away this Saturday may have been a
good one. Spike has fought two Slayers
in the last century. And killed them both.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE – A BIT LATER
With the exception of FIVE PEOPLE (two PARENTS, two TEACHERS, one STUDENT) everyone else is
gone. Willow tries to console Buffy.
Snyder and Joyce return. Buffy doesn’t have to ask: Joyce looks at Buffy like she wishes she were
never born.
JOYCE
In the car. Now.
Snyder gives Buffy a “gotcha” look, starts flicking off hall lights. Buffy hangs her head, moves off
with her mom. Snyder, by the platform in front of the big picture window, flicks off that light as
(possible slow mo) the huge window shatters and Spike crashes through it. Dressed for killing.
Flanked by Lean Boy and FIVE other vampires.
Pandemonium erupts, Snyder and others scream and run. Only Buffy stands still as Spike locks eyes
with her way across the room.
SPIKE
What can I say? I couldn’t wait.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT TWO
Act Three
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE – NIGHT
As before: chaos. Snyder, the two parents, two teachers and one student run for their lives.
SPIKE
Makes a beeline for Buffy. She grabs a chair, swings it in a 360 and lets fly. It hits him SOLID in the
head, knocking him back.
BUFFY
Run!
Buffy grabs Joyce, drags her toward an exit. Sees Vamp 1 blocking it. Pivots back toward the hall.
BUFFY (cont’d)
They’ve got the exits, this way!
Everybody, this way!
Buffy hustles her mother, Snyder, Parent 1, the two teachers and the student down the NORTH HALL
towards the library.
SPIKE BOUNDS UP, HIS HAND SHOOTS OUT
Grabs Parent 2 by the neck. Looking for the Slayer.
SPIKE
No one gets out! Especially the girl!
CORDELIA AND WILLOW
Run for their lives in the opposite direction Buffy went, towards the SOUTH EXIT where Vampire # 2
leaps out, gets a hold of Cordelia who screams. Willow grabs the heavy bust of Flutie, clocks him with
it, they cut left, down the SOUTH HALL. Lean Boy sees them, gives chase. Meanwhile:
INT. NORTH HALL – NIGHT – BUFFY, JOYCE, SNYDER
And the others race towards the library. Giles, Xander and Jenny fly out of the library doors, see
them coming. Buffy shouts to Giles:
BUFFY
It’s Spike and a small army! Look out!
Vampire 3 rounds the corner.
Buffy spots Vampires # 4 and 5 closing from the hall that leads back toward the lounge. She hustles
her charges into the SCIENCE CLASSROOM.
BUFFY (cont’d)
In here! Go, go!
Giles, Jenny and Xander hightail it back into the library, as Vamp 3 pounds on the door.
INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM – NIGHT
The one with the big metal slats covering the high windows. The best fortress Buffy could find on
short notice. She hustles everyone in, being none too gentle with Snyder, locks the door just as
Snyder gets there.
BUFFY
Barricade –
SMASH CUT TO:
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT – GILES
GILES
— the door!
Giles, Xander and Jenny do just that.
INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM – NIGHT
Joyce and the others slide desks and cabinets in front of the door as Buffy vaults across the room
and locks the door at the opposite end of the room. That’s when the lights go out.
MR. SNYDER
Oh my god!
INT. LIBRARY – SAME TIME
Lights go out here, too. (Note: from here on out only emergency lights and Gersh-light.)
SPIKE IN THE LOUNGE
His hand still firmly around poor Parent 1’s neck. Lean Boy runs up:
LEAN BOY
We cut the power, nobody got out.
SPIKE
And the Slayer?
LEAN BOY
She either went that way…
Lean Boy points down the North Hall. We see Vamps 3 and 4 trying to break down the door to the
classroom.
LEAN BOY (cont’d)
(points to South Hall)
…or that way. I saw two others –
SPIKE
(tightens death grip on parent’s neck)
You don’t know?
Spike sighs, turns to the terrified parent.
SPIKE (cont’d)
I’m a veal kinda guy, you’re too old
to eat…
He eases up on the guy’s neck. The Parent starts to breath again. Until Spike snaps his neck and he
drops out of frame.
SPIKE (cont’d)
…but not to kill.
(to Lean Boy)
I feel better.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Giles clicks the hook switch on the phone. Dead.
GILES
They cut the phones.
(to Xander)
There’s an old boarded cellar behind
the stacks. You can get out that way.
Find Angel. He knows about Spike,
we need him.
XANDER
I’m not going anywhere until I know
Buffy and Willow are all right.
GILES
No one’s going to be all right if we
don’t get some help.
Off Xander, realizing the truth of that,
INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM – NIGHT
Buffy stands next to her mom, thinking hard about her next move. Snyder is losing his hit. The two
teachers, the parent and the student are freaked. O.S. we hear VAMPIRES hurl their shoulders into
the doors.
PARENT
Who are these people, what do they
want?
JOYCE
I didn’t get much of a look but, is there
something wrong with their faces?
MR. SNYDER
Yes!
(Buffy looks over)
P.C.P. It’s a gang on P.C.P.! We’ve
got to get out of here.
Snyder climbs up on a chair, claws at the metal slats on the windows. Buffy moves to him. Speaks
softly but firmly.
BUFFY
You can’t go outside. They’ll kill you.
MR. SNYDER
YOU DON’T TELL ME, I TELL YOU!
Buffy pulls him off the chair. Gets in his face. Never loses her cool:
BUFFY
They will kill everyone in this room.
Nobody goes out. Nobody comes in.
Until I say so. Do you read me?
It’s clear to everyone in the room that she knows what she’s talking about. Snyder is not about to
admit it.
MR. SNYDER
Who do you think you are?
BUFFY
I’m the one who knows how to stop them.
Buffy turns to go. Joyce grabs her.
JOYCE
Buffy are you crazy? I know
you’ve been…
(re: Snyder)
…accused of fighting and other
things but those guys are serious…
you can’t go out there.
BUFFY
I know. That’s why I’m going up there.
Buffy points up, puts a foot on a chair and jumps.
ANGLE – THE CEILING TILE
Buffy moves it aside, climbs into the cramped space above. She looks back down.
BUFFY (cont’d)
Don’t worry, Mom.
And she’s gone. Off Joyce,
CUT TO:
INT. SOUTH HALL – NIGHT
The hall where Cordelia and Willow ran. Spike strolls down the hall, humming a merry tune. Lean Boy
searches in the b.g.
SPIKE
Slayer… here kitty, kitty…
WHAM! Spike kicks down a door.
SPIKE (cont’d)
I find one of your friends first, I’m
gonna suck ’em dry…
DISTANT ANGLE
Spike is full in the frame.
SPIKE
…and use their bones to bash your
head in.
WHAM! Another door kicked open. CAMERA PANS off Spike to a door marked UTILITY CLOSET.
CAMERA PUSHES IN:
INT. UTILITY CLOSET – NIGHT
Willow and Cordelia huddle inside. Plenty scared. They hear:
SPIKE (O.S.)
Are you getting’ a word picture here?
CORDELIA
Oh god, oh god, oh god –
Willow clamps her hand over Cordelia’s mouth.
INT. SOUTH HALL – NIGHT
Spike’s about to kick in the Utility Closet when:
LEAN BOY
Spike!
Spike lowers his foot.
LEAN BOY – AT THE FAR END OF THE HALL
As Spike arrives. Skinny points up to a VENT REGISTER near the ceiling.
LEAN BOY
Listen.
Faint SOUND of someone crawling. Spike smiles.
SPIKE
Someone’s in the ceiling.
INT. CRAWLSPACE – NIGHT
Buffy crawls through the claustrophobic space. She HEARS something behind her. Tries to look. Too
tight to see for sure if anything’s coming up behind her. She moves on. We creep with her for a few
tense beats.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Giles pockets several stakes, hefts a stabbing axe as he heads to the doors (with cabinets piled high
in front of them) peers through a piece of the little round window. Starts to pull a cabinet back.
JENNY
What are you doing? There’s at least
three vampires in that hall and god
knows how many others in the building.
GILES
I’m the Watcher, I’m responsible for
her, I have to go.
Jenny puts her hand on his arm.
JENNY
Be careful.
Giles looks at her hand for a beat, emotions churning, then grabs the cabinet.
GILES
Push them back the minute I’m –
CRASH! The ceiling tile above his head gives way – a body falls through. Giles raises his axe. Stops.
GILES (cont’d)
Buffy!
It’s Buffy, already on her feet. Dusty and dirty. But fine.
GILES (cont’d)
You’re all right.
JENNY
How are the others?
Buffy is already loading her book bag with a throwing ax, stakes, etc.
BUFFY
Snyder, my mom, and four others are
locked in the science room across the
hall. Cordelia and Willow ran the other
way, I don’t know if they’re… where’s
Xander?
GILES
He got out through the stacks. He’s
getting Angel.
BUFFY
Good. After I take out the vamps in
the hall you two can get my mom
and the others out that way, too.
Buffy grabs the pack, kicks a chair under the hole in the ceiling.
GILES
I should go with you and fight.
BUFFY
Giles, my mother is in that classroom.
If I don’t make it, I know you’ll make
sure she does.
GILES
Bloody well right I will. What’s
your plan?
BUFFY
They split up to hold us here. So I
can take ’em one on one. Set ’em up,
knock ’em down.
They share a look, and Buffy’s up on the chair and back in the ceiling vent.
GILES
Watch your back…
INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM – NIGHT
Snyder paces, growing more feverish by the moment. The others look pretty freaked. Vamps (O.S.)
still POUNDING on doors. Joyce tries to calm Snyder.
JOYCE
Why don’t you sit down…
He looks at her with wild eyes.
MR. SNYDER
This is my school. What I say goes.
And I say this isn’t happening.
JOYCE
Well then I guess the danger is over.
PARENT
I’m not waiting for them to break
down the doors. I’m getting out.
JOYCE
Don’t be an idiot!
MR. SNYDER
I’m beginning to see a certain mother-
daughter resemblance.
JOYCE
Oh yeah.
He climbs up on a chair, starts pulling like crazy at the metal bands that cover the high windows.
JOYCE (cont’d)
No! You heard what Buffy said –
MR. SNYDER
She’s a student, what does she know?
And Snyder climbs up next to the parent, starts helping him yank on the metal.
INT. NORTH HALL – NIGHT
Vamp 5 (at door closest to library) hurls his shoulder one more time, stands there breathing hard. On
the wall behind him is a fire ax in a glass box. Suddenly Spike is next to him.
VAMP 5
Doors are solid.
Spike gently puts a hand on 5’s head.
SPIKE
Use your head…
Spike slams 5’s head into the glass, breaking it. Drops the fire ax into 5’s hand, moves back down
the hall towards the lounge telling 3 in route:
SPIKE (cont’d)
You. Come with me.
Vamp 5 raises the ax and CHOPS INTO THE DOOR!
INT. SCIENCE CLASSROOM – NIGHT
Joyce and the others react to the new assault. Parent and Snyder have one metal band peeled off
and now they get a second one. Just enough room to crawl out of the high window.
MR. SNYDER
I did it!
Snyder tries to get out. Parent pushes him aside – every man for himself – and lunges through first.
He’s a big guy, trying to squeeze himself through the little opening.
And the ax is still chopping at the door.
And suddenly the parent gets a big boost – from outside! We don’t see it, but something gets him
and starts pulling.
PARENT
He’s got me! Help! Help!
And WHOOSH! he’s gone. Right out the window. His HORRIBLE SCREAMS quickly fade to silence.
Snyder jumps down, backing away as Joyce climbs up, pounds the metal back in place.
INT. LOUNGE – NIGHT – TRACKING SHOT
Looking up as the ceiling moves past us. Then we see a duct register. This is SPIKE’S POV. ANGLE
DOWN down to Spike looking up at the vent, listening. Vamp 3 stands nearby, listening, too.
INT. CRAWLSPACE – NIGHT
Buffy crawls along. Cautious. Her pack o’ weapons making a little scraping NOISE.
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT
The dead body of the Parent lies on the ground. Angel and Xander run past it. Xander looks down,
freaked. Angel looks ahead, grim and determined.
XANDER
You know about this Spike guy so, uh,
you got a plan?
Angel grabs him and drags him out of frame.
XANDER (cont’d)
Good plan.
INT. UTILITY CLOSET – NIGHT
Willow and Cordelia huddle in the corner. Cordelia whispers:
CORDELIA
I think he’s gone.
She starts to reach for the door knob.
WILLOW
He could come back.
Cordelia drops her hand. Fast.
CORDELIA
What are we gonna do?
WILLOW
Pray.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNG – NIGHT
Spike pulls two long metal support bars out of the rubble of the broken window. Tosses one to Vamp
- Walks around the lounge never taking his eyes off the ceiling. Suddenly he thrusts the metal spear
up right through the ceiling. Hunting Buffy. Takes a few steps. Stabs again. Vamp 3 gets the idea.
Does likewise.
INT. CRAWLSPACE – CONTINUOUS – NIGHT
Buffy is moving cautiously forward when a rod comes shooting up right in front of her. A moment,
and she slowly crawls backwards.
INT. LIBRARY HALL – NIGHT
Vamp 5 chops away. He’s seeing holes in the door now. And the terrified faces of Joyce and Snyder
within. A couple of more chops and it’ll all be over.
VAMP 5
(calls to vamp 4)
Guard that door. I’m almost in.
VAMP 4 – AROUND THE CORNER AND DOWN THE HALL – nods, he heard.
VAMP 5 – raising the ax, hears something. Looks left. Looks right. Nothing there. Starts to bring the
ax down into the door when the ceiling bursts above him and Buffy stakes him quicker and quieter
than you can say WHOOSH! Buffy moves to the door, her mom sees her through one of the ax holes.
JOYCE
Buffy! Are you okay?
BUFFY
(sotto voice)
I’m fine, Mom.
JOYCE
Buffy, get out of here! We’ll be
okay.
BUFFY
Just hang on for one more minute,
till I tell you to open the door.
Buffy peers around the corner, looks down the hall. Vamp 4 is dutifully standing guard at the other
door.
Buffy steps back from the corner. Selects a sharp stake for his demise. Senses someone behind her.
Spins. It’s Sheila, who’s just come in from the outside door.
BUFFY (cont’d)
Sheila! Where’ve you –?
SHEILA
Sorry I’m late. There’s some pretty
weird guys outside…
BUFFY
They’re trying to kill us.
SHEILA
(picks up fire ax)
This should be fun.
Buffy smiles: she’s got an ally. She turns away to look and Sheila stares at her with deadly contempt.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE – NIGHT
Spike and 3 stab the ceiling. The door bursts open. Angel enters, Xander in tow. Spike recognizes:
SPIKE
Angelus. I’ll be damned.
We see that Angel has VAMP FACE on. Xander sees it too, and jumps. Spike drops his bar. Spike and
Angel (never letting go of Xander) hug. Then:
ANGEL
I taught you to always guard your
perimeter.
(re: door he entered)
You should have someone out there.
SPIKE
I did. I’m surrounded by idiots.
What’s new with you?
ANGEL
Everything.
SPIKE
Come up against this Slayer yet?
ANGEL
She’s cute. Not too bright, though.
Gave the puppy dog, I’m-all-tortured
act. Keeps her off my back when I
feed.
SPIKE
People still fall for that Anne Rice
routine? What a world.
Xamder looks from Angel to Spike.
XANDER
I knew you were a lying… undead
liar guy.
Angel silences him by grabbing his hair and his shoulder and baring Xander’s neck for Spike.
ANGEL
Want a bite before we kill her?
Off Xander, about to lose his mind,
INT. NORTH HALL – NIGHT
Buffy and Sheila.
BUFFY
Stay behind me.
Buffy sneaks around the corner. Sheila dutifully close behind, ax at the ready. Buffy sees:
VAMP 4 – his back to them. Buffy raises her stake to hurl, taking careful aim.
ANGLE – BEHIND SHEILA AND BUFFY
We now see Sheila raise her ax high over her own shoulder. Aiming it at the back of Buffy’s head. As
we COME AROUND we see that Sheila has a new face on. A vampire face.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT THREE
Act Four
INT. NORTH HALL – NIGHT
As before. Buffy about to hurl her stake. Sheila about to cleave Buffy’s head.
CAMERA ROARS PAST THEM towards the little porthole window to the library as Gile’s face appears.
GILES
Buffy! Look out –
Sheila chops down. Buffy spins, grabs the ax handle under the blade stopping it inches from her
pretty head.
VAMP 4 – sees her now, runs full tilt for her from behind.
Buffy pivots the ax head into Sheila’s jaw. She goes down. Buffy spins, swinging the ax. Vamp 4
ducks. The fire ax slices over his head, imbeds in the wall. He comes back up. Looking cocky. Until he
looks down. Stake’s already in his heart. We cut away before he’s even dust.
Buffy turns to Sheila who growls and backs away, pure animal now. She runs outside.
BUFFY
Mom! Now!
Joyce unlocks and opens the axed door as Giles and Jenny open the library doors. Buffy ushers
Joyce, Snyder and the others into Giles’ care.
BUFFY (cont’d)
Get them out.
JOYCE
You’re coming, too.
BUFFY
In a minute. Go!
Snyder doesn’t need any coaching. He bumps a woman teacher out of his way, makes a beeline for
the library. The others follow, Giles and Jenny helping them to safety.
GILES
Right through the back…
Joyce hangs back, watching as Buffy heads down the hall toward the lounge.
INT. LOUNGE – NIGHT
Lean Boy and Vamp 2 enter from the South hall, move next to Vamp 3, watch as Spike’s eyes move
from Xander’s neck to Angel’s face. Angel holds Xander in a vice-like grip.
SPIKE
Haven’t seen you in the killing fields
for an age.
ANGEL
I’m not much for company.
SPIKE
No, you never were. So why are you
so scared of this Slayer?
ANGEL
Scared?
SPIKE
Time was, you’d’ve taken her out in a
heartbeat. Now look at you. This
tortured thing is an act, right? You’re
not housebroken?
ANGEL
I saw her kill the Master. Hey, you
think you can take her alone, be my guest.
(re: Xander)
I’ll just feed and run.
SPIKE
Don’t be silly. We’re old friends. We’ll
do it together. Let’s drink to it.
Spike nods at Xander’s neck, smiles. Xander tries to break free. Angel holds him steady. Spike holds
Angel’s gaze, bends to Xander’s neck.
XANDER
No!
At the last moment, Spike looks down, Xander closes his eyes, and Spike sucker punches Angel in
the face.
SPIKE
You think you can fool me? You were
my sire, man… you were my Yoda!
ANGEL
Things change.
SPIKE
Not us! Not demons. Man, I can’t
believe this – you Uncle Tom!
Spike and Angel circle each other.
SPIKE (cont’d)
(to vamps)
This isn’t a spectator sport!
They all attack Angel and Xander. Angel shoves Xander toward the exit. They just make it out the
door.
Vamp 2, 3 and Lean Boy chase after them. Spike picks up the rod again, ready to give chase, but-
SPIKE
Stops. Very still. CIRCLE AROUND HIM as the door behind slowly opens. Buffy enters, twenty feet
behind him, throwing ax in hand.
SPIKE (cont’d)
(without turning)
Fe fi fo fum. I smell the blood of
a nice ripe girl.
Now he turns.
BUFFY
Do we really need weapons for this?
SPIKE
I just like ’em. Make me feel all
manly.
A beat, then he drops his. And she hers.
SPIKE (cont’d)
The last Slayer I killed, she begged
for her life. I don’t see you as the
begging kind.
BUFFY
You shouldn’t have come here.
SPIKE
Yeah, I messed up your doilies and
stuff. But I just got so bored! Tell you
what. As a personal favor from me to
you. I’ll make it quick. It won’t hurt a bit.
BUFFY
Wrong. It’s gonna hurt a lot.
A moment’s hesitation crosses his face, and he HURLS HIMSELF at her. Fast.
And now the punches fly, fast and furious. Think Gross Pointe Blanke. Two pros giving it all they’ve
got.
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT
Xander and Angel fight Vamps 2, 3 and Lean Boy. They are holding their own, as Angel knocks 2 into
3, and Xander holds off Lean Boy with a trash can lid.
INT. LOUNGE – NIGHT
Buffy and Spike are going full tilt. They’re both getting winded, Spike is starting to give just a little
better than he’s getting.
Spike closes in with a vicious combination of punches and kicks. She pretends like the last one hurts
more than it did. He goes for the big k.o. She perks up and moves out of the way causing Spike’s
hand to go right through the wall. Buffy locks her hands and hammers him on the back of the neck.
SPIKE
Now that hurt.
Spike rips his hand out of the wall – bringing a broken two by four stud with it.
SPIKE (cont’d)
Not as much as this will.
Wallops Buffy with the stud. Buffy goes down. Winded, nowhere to turn. She looks up at Spike,
standing over her victorious.
He raises the stud over his head. He’s going to bash her brains in. As he’s about to do just that –
SPIKE IS HIT IN THE FACE
By Joyce! Wielding the blunt edge of the fire ax. Spike flies back – hits the ground hard. Totally
blindsided. Joyce is deep in a mother’s rage.
JOYCE
You get the hell away from my daughter!
Spike (in the dark so Joyce can’t see his face too well) glances out the broken window:
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT
Angel knocks Lean Boy on his ass, saving Xander. Vamp 2 is already on the ground. 3 turns and runs.
As does Lean Boy. Retreat time.
BACK TO SCENE
Buffy is now on her feet. Ready for blood. Standing next to her mother whose hands grip the ax:
Thelma and Louise on crack. Spike knows it’s time to run and fight another day.
SPIKE
(bitterly)
Women.
And he leaps out the window and disappears into the night.
BUFFY TURNS TO HER MOTHER
They’re both breathing hard. Physically and emotionally drained.
BUFFY
Mom… you…
JOYCE
No one… lays a finger… on
my little girl.
And Joyce drops the ax. And Buffy falls into her arms.
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT
Cop cars, COPS, flashing bubble lights, CORONER’S WAGON.
Giles and Jenny walk out, passing
The CHIEF OF POLICE, who moves to Snyder.
MR SNYDER
Hello Bob.
CHIEF
It’s over. They all got away.
Chief glances at the others, lowers his voice.
CHIEF (cont’d)
We got a body outside, another one on
the south lawn. Looks like he was
pulled right out the window.
MR. SNYDER
I told him not to go out that window.
CHIEF
I’m going to have to say something
to the media.
MR. SNYDER
So?
CHIEF
So… usual story, gang-related,
P.C.P.?
MR. SNYDER
What did you have in mind, the truth?
Snyder locks eyes with the Chief. They know a lot more than they’re letting on.
CHIEF
Right. Gang related. PCP.
XANDER AND ANGEL (NOT IN VAMP FACE)
Round a different corner of the building.
XANDER
So when you were giving him my neck
to chew on, how come you didn’t clock
him before he clocked you?
ANGEL
I told you, I couldn’t make the first move.
I had to see if he was buying it or not.
XANDER
And if he bit me, then what?
ANGEL
(can’t resist)
We would have known he bought it.
Angel moves off. Xander stares off after him with renewed loathing.
XANDER
And what was that about you bein’
Spike’s sire? What’s a sire?
(rubs his aching neck)
God, I could sleep for a month.
BUFFY AND JOYCE
Walk to their car together.
BUFFY
So, uh… what did you and principal
Snyder talk about anyway?
JOYCE
Principal Snyder told me you were a
troublemaker. And I could care less.
(turns to her)
I have a daughter who can take care
of herself. Who’s brave and resourceful
and thinks of others when there’s a
crisis. No matter who you hang out
with or what dumb teenage stuff you
think you have to do, I’m gonna sleep
better knowing all that.
Needless to say, a moment passes between them. They start toward the car again.
BUFFY
About how long till this wears off
and you start ragging me again?
JOYCE
At LEAST a week and a half.
BUFFY
That is so cool…
Off them,
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT – LATER
The last cop car pulls away. All is silent and still.
INT. SOUTH HALL – NIGHT
CAMERA creeps down the completely deserted hall. And stops before the door marked UTILITY
CLOSET.
INT. UTILITY CLOSET – NIGHT
Willow and Cordelia are still here, forgotten in all the turmoil. Cordelia’s praying hard, whispering:
CORDELIA
…and if you get me out of this I
swear I’ll never be mean to anyone
ever again… you know, unless they
really deserve it…
PUSH IN on poor Willow, for whom death by Spike is beginning to seem like a wondrous alternative.
CORDELIA (cont’d)
…or unless it’s that time of the
month in which case I don’t see
how you or anyone else can hold
me responsible…
WILLOW
Ask for some aspirin.
EXT. SCHOOL – NIGHT
CORDELIA (O.S.)
…and send us some aspi – hey!
EXT FACTORY – NIGHT JUST TURNING TO DAY
INT. FACTORY – DAWN
The first warm glow of sunrise is peaking through the huge windows. Vamps 2 and 3 dutifully shut
out the dreaded light by closing huge shutters.
Spike moves across the floor looking a lot worse for wear. Drusilla is waiting for him.
DRUSILLA
Did she hurt you?
Is that just a little pleasure at that question?
SPIKE
I was close, baby, but…
DRUSILLA
Come here.
She strokes his head.
SPIKE
A Slayer with family and friends.
That sure as hell wasn’t in the brochure.
DRUSILLA
You’ll kill her. And then we’ll have
a nice party.
Spike is distracted, looking over at:
ANGLE: THE ANOINTED ONE
Is standing with Lean Boy and a few others, looking glum.
SPIKE
Yeah, a party.
DRUSILLA
With streamers, and songs.
SPIKE
How’s the Annoying One?
DRUSILLA
He doesn’t want to play.
SPIKE
Figures. Suppose I better go make nice.
He crosses to them, looks down at the Anointed One. Everyone stares at him expectantly.
Begrudgingly, he goes down on one knee.
ANOINTED ONE
You failed.
SPIKE
Yeah, I, uh… I offer penance…
LEAN BOY
Penance? You should lay down your
life! Our numbers are depleted. The
Feast of St. Vigeous has been ruined
by your impatience.
ANOINTED ONE
Should I forgive you?
SPIKE
It was… rash… and if I had to do it
all over again… ah who am I kidding?
I’d do it exactly the same, only I’d do
THIS first.
Spike grabs the Anointed One. Hard. Sweeps him into the cage, slamming the door shut.
Lean Boy makes a move. Spike doesn’t even look back as he viciously backhands him away.
Everyone else is too shocked and scared to speak. Drusilla gives it half a beat, then smiles, jamming
on Spike’s balls.
Spike slings a meat hook to the top of the cage, grabs a pulley chain and starts raising the cage.
SPIKE (cont’d)
From now on we’re gonna have a little
less ritual and a little more fun
around here.
The cage rises in the air… toward a great big old PATCH OF SUNLIGHT shining in through the top
shutters. Shutters the vamps haven’t got around to yet.
THE ANOINTED ONE
Looks from the impending sun back down at Spike. As the cage enters the sunlight and the Anointed
One cries out –
SPIKE GIVES A LAST FINAL TUG ON THE CHAIN
And ties it off. We HEAR the end of the Anointed’s cry and then a sizzling sound not unlike Mongolian
bar b cue.
CRANE UP WIDE
Spike takes Drusilla’s hand and they head down to their dungeon suite…
SPIKE
Let’s see what’s on TV.
Lean Boy and the other vamps staring in disbelief after them…
And the cage, gently swaying to and fro in the hard shaft of sun, no sound coming from within, no
sign of a body, just a gentle waft of smoke curling up into the golden light of a brand new day.
BLACK OUT.
THE END
Transcripts
Prologue
In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against
the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.
Sunnydale High.
Snyder: A lot of educators tell students, ‘Think of your principal as
your pal.’
Cut to Snyder’s office. He’s lecturing Buffy and Sheila.
Snyder: I say, ‘Think of me as your judge, jury, and executioner.’ Tell
me, who do you think is the most troublesome student in this school?
The camera pans from Sheila, looking blase’, over to Buffy, looking
apprehensive.
Snyder: Well, it is quite a match between you two. On the one hand,
Buffy hasn’t stabbed a horticulture teacher with a trowel.
Sheila: I didn’t stab anyone with a trowel. They were pruning shears.
Snyder: On the other hand, Sheila has never burned down a school
building.
Buffy: W-well, that was never proven. The Fire Marshall said i-it
coulda been mice.
Snyder: Mice.
Buffy: M-mice that were smoking?
Snyder: The two of you seem to be tied in the class-cutting and fight-
starting events. You really are neck and neck here. It’s quite exciting.
Sheila: What does the winner get?
Snyder: Expelled. (Buffy looks at him in shock) Thursday is Parent-
Teacher night. Your parents, assuming you have any, will meet your
teachers, assuming you have any left. I’ve decided to put the two of you
in charge of this event. You have three days to prepare the
refreshments, make the banners and transform the school lounge into a
habitable place for adults. This will incur my good will. And may affect
what I tell your parents when I meet them. Are we clear?
Buffy: I’m clear. (to Sheila) Don’t you feel clear? (Sheila just looks
back) We’re very clear.
Snyder: Good. Because you mess up this time, and your parents will be
coming to clean out your lockers.
Cut to the school’s main entrance. The bell rings. Buffy and Sheila come
walking out of the building.
Buffy: Well, it shouldn’t be that hard. We can work on the banners at
lunch tomorrow and figure out refreshments then?
Sheila: Yeah, sure, whatever. (yells) Hey, meatpie! (walks off)
Xander and Willow meet up with Buffy.
Xander: Snyder’s got you guys making party favors, huh?
Buffy: His two worst students. That’s what mom sees when she looks at
me. A Sheila.
Sheila kisses an older boy with long, blonde hair.
Xander: Well, Sheila’s definitely intense. That guy with her? That’s
the guy she can bring home to mother.
Willow: She was already smoking in fifth grade. Once I was lookout for
her.
Xander: (to Willow) You’re bad to the bone.
Willow: I’m a rebel.
Buffy: It’s not fair. I’m the Slayer. That requires a certain amount of
cutting and fighting. What’s Sheila’s excuse?
Xander: Homework. She won’t do it. And most teachers respect that now.
Oh, you might wanna keep away any sharp implements when you’re working
with her.
Buffy: Do you think any other Slayers ever had to go to high school?
Xander: It’s no biggie. You’ll have a nice soire’e. The parents will
love it. As long as nothing really bad happens between now and then,
you’ll be fine.
Buffy: Are you crazy? What did you say that for? Now something bad is
gonna happen!
Xander: Whadaya mean? Nothing’s gonna happen.
Willow: Not until some dummy says, ‘as long as nothing bad happens.’
Buffy: It’s the ultimate jinx!
Willow: What were you thinking? Or were you even thinking at all?
The girls give Xander looks of exasperation and walk off.
Xander: Well, you guys don’t know. (hugs his satchel) Maybe this time
it’ll be different.
Cut to a small park and playground that night. A classic 1958 Dodge
Desoto FireFlite crashes through the ‘Welcome to Sunnydale’ sign and
screeches to a halt. Spike gets out and strolls over to the curb. He
takes a deep breath and lights a cigarette.
Spike: Home, sweet home.
Opening credits roll. Buffy’s theme plays.~~ Part 1 ~~
Inside Collin’s warehouse.
Vampire#1: The Master is dead. Someone has to take his place.
Vampire#2: As long as the Slayer’s alive, whoever takes his place will
be sharing his grave.
Vampire#1: Then let the soul who kills her wear his mantle.
Collin: Can you do it?
Vampire#1: Yes. This weekend, the night of St. Vigeous, our power shall
be at its peak. When I kill her, it’ll be the greatest event since the
crucifixion. And I should know. I was there.
Spike: (appears behind them) You were there? (chuckles) Oh, please!
If every vampire who said he was at the crucifixion was actually there,
it would have been like Woodstock.
Vampire#1: I oughta rip your throat out.
Spike: (turns his back to him and strolls away) I was actually at
Woodstock. That was a weird gig. I fed off a flowerperson, and I spent
the next six hours watchin’ my hand move.
Vampire#1 rushes him from behind, and Spike swings his fist up without
even looking, hitting him in the face and knocking him down and out.
Spike: So. Who do you kill for fun around here?
Collin: Who are you?
Spike: Spike. You’re that Anointed guy. I read about you. (growls at
vampire#2) You’ve got Slayer problems. That’s a bad piece of luck. Do
you know what I find works real good with Slayers? Killing them.
Collin: Can you?
Spike: A lot faster than Nancy-boy there. Yeah, I did a couple Slayers
in my time. I don’t like to brag. (can’t keep a straight face) Who am I
kidding? I love to brag! There was this one Slayer during the Boxer
Rebellion, and…
He senses someone behind him and turns his head to look as he morphs
into his human guise.
Spike: Drusilla. (goes to her) You shouldn’t be walking around. You’re
weak.
Drusilla: Look at all the people. Are these nice people?
Spike: We’re getting along.
Drusilla: (stares at Collin) This one has power. I could feel it from
the outside.
Spike: Yeah. He’s the big noise in these parts. Anointed, and all that.
Drusilla: (to Collin) Do you like daisies? Hmm? I plant them, but they
always die. Everything I put in the ground withers and dies. (looks up
and off into space) Spike? I’m cold.
Spike: (puts his jacket around her) I’ve got you.
Drusilla: I’m a princess.
Spike: That’s what you are.
She pricks Spike on the cheek with her fingernail, and a bead of blood
flows out. She reaches up and licks it off. They move close to kiss but
don’t, and instead look over at Collin.
Spike: Me and Dru, we’re movin’ in. (they separate) Now. Any of you
want to test who’s got the biggest wrinklies ’round here… step on up.
(to Collin) I’ll do your Slayer for you. But you keep your flunkies from
tryin’ anything behind my back. Deal?
Collin nods. Drusilla bows her head down and puts her hands to her
temples.
Drusilla: I can’t see her. The Slayer. I can’t see. (looks back up)
It’s dark where she is. Kill her. Kill her, Spike. Kill her for me?
Spike: It’s done, baby.
Drusilla: Kill her for princess?
Spike: I’ll chop her into messes.
Drusilla: You are my sweet… my little Spike.
Spike: (to Collin) So. How ’bout this Slayer? Is she tough?
Cut to Buffy’s room. She’s standing at her mirror, trying to brush her
hair.
Buffy: Ow!
Joyce: What’s wrong?
Buffy: I spent a good part of my allowance on this new cream rinse, and
it’s neither creamy nor rinsey.
Joyce: Life is hard, dear.
Buffy: Don’t I know it. Is that a split end?
Joyce: I got the mail.
Buffy: Good.
Joyce: Which included a reminder notice about Parent-Teacher night.
Thursday.
Buffy: That’s good.
Joyce: Which you were planning on telling me about?
Buffy: Oh, for… (faces her mom) the last two weeks.
Joyce: Uh-huh. So, what do you think your teachers are gonna tell me
about?
Buffy: Well, I think they’ll all agree that I always bring a pen to
class, ready to absorb the knowledge. (sits on her bed)
Joyce: And, uh, this absorption rate? How is it reflected in your
homework and test scores?
Buffy: What can you really tell about a person from a test score?
Joyce: Whether or not she’s ever going out with her friends again.
Buffy: Oh, that.
Joyce: Well, I look forward to meeting your principal.
Buffy: Won’t that be something.
Joyce: (comes over to the bed) Look, sweetheart. Life is more than
grades and homework and not getting kicked out of school. (sits next to
Buffy)
Buffy: I know.
Joyce: But we moved once because of you getting in trouble. And I had
to start a new business, not to mention a new life in a whole new town.
Buffy: And you don’t wanna do it again.
Joyce: What I don’t want is to be disappointed in you again.
Buffy: Mom, that’s the last thing that I want, too. (exhales) I’m
trying, I really am. I just… I have a lot of pressure on me right now.
Joyce: Wait till you get a job. Sleep tight. (gets up and leaves)
Buffy gets up from her bed and walks over to her desk. She pulls open
the top left drawer. In it is a jar of holy water, a cross, a few
stakes, a set of brass knuckles. She looks up at her reflection in the
mirror.
Buffy: I have a job.
Cut to the school. Cut to the lounge. Buffy and Willow are working on a
banner.
Willow: Sheila’s a no-show? She goes to this really rank bar. The Fish
Tank? Sometimes they have raids and other stuff that can make you tardy.
Buffy: D’you think you can help me cram some French tonight? I don’t
want Mr. DeJean telling my mother I’m an imbecile.
Willow: I thought we were going to the Bronze tonight. ‘Cause of how
you thought Angel might show?
Xander: If he does he’ll meet some other nice girl? Studying comes
first.
Buffy: We’re going to the Bronze. I can study and party and do Parent-
Teacher night and make my mother proud as long as I don’t have to…
Giles and Jenny come walking in.
Giles: Buffy!
Buffy: …fight vampires.
Giles: (to Jenny) There is nothing in the chronicles about a-an
extraneous lunar cycle.
Jenny: The Order never accurately calculated the Mesopotamian Calendar.
Rupert, you have got to read something that was published after 1066.
Giles: Very funny.
Xander: What’s the up, guys?
Giles: W-um, Ms. Calendar has been researching, well, uh, surfing on
her computer, a-and she’s… Well, according to her calculations, this
Saturday is the night of St. Vigeous.
Buffy: Let me guess: he didn’t make balloon animals.
Giles: No, he led a crusade, of, of, uh, vampires. They swept through
Edessa, Harran, and points east.
Jenny: And they didn’t leave much behind.
Buffy: Well, if I survive Parent-Teacher night tomorrow, I’ll see what
I can do about Saturday.
Giles: You’re being a tad flip, don’t you think? This is serious.
Buffy: And getting kicked out of school is laughs aplenty?
Giles: You know what happens when you, you let your life interfere with
your slaying.
Buffy: Okay, well, if my slaying doesn’t get me expelled, then I
promise my banner making won’t get me killed, okay? Just please let me
get through this week.
Giles: This Saturday’s going to need a great deal of preparation.
Willow: Well, we’ll help.
Xander: Yeah, I’ll whittle stakes.
Willow: A-and I can research stuff.
Xander: And while I’m whittling, I plan to whistle a jaunty tune.
Giles: Yes, your help will be greatly appreciated, but when it comes to
battle, Buffy must fight alone. You are, after all, the Slay… (sees
Snyder in the hall) …slay-ve. Slaves. You’re, you’re all slaves to
the, uh, television.
Jenny: Yes.
Giles: Young people nowadays. (to Jenny) Shall we go?
Jenny: Mm, let’s. (they leave)
Snyder comes over.
Snyder: (to Willow and Xander) You wouldn’t be helping Buffy in
Sheila’s place, would you?
Xander: (laughs nervously) No.
Willow: We’re hindering.
Snyder: She ditched. (takes a deep breath) Mm. I feel an expulsion
coming on.
Buffy: No. No, actually, Sheila’s been helping us for hours. Um, she
just went to get some more paint.
Sheila comes in the door behind Buffy and takes off her glasses. Buffy
notices Snyder looking behind her, turns around and sees her.
Buffy: Oh! Oh, is there no more teal in the art room? (goes over to
Sheila) I know you wanted everything to be perfect, but let’s just go
with what we have.
Snyder: Just make sure everything is perfect on Thursday. (turns and
leaves)
Sheila: Thanks for covering. Guy’s a serious rodent.
Buffy: No problem.
Sheila: Did you really burn down a school building one time?
Buffy: Well, not actually one time.
Sheila: Cool.
Cut to the Bronze. Nickel is the band tonight. They’re in the middle of
playing “1000 Nights”. Xander dances lamely by himself as Willow helps
Buffy with her French at a table.
Lyrics: A drink you can’t resist / And in your head a voice you’ll
always miss
Buffy: La vache… doit me… touche… de la… jeudi. (looks at
Willow) Was it wrong? Should I use the plural?
Willow: No. But you said, ‘The cow should touch me from Thursday.’
Buffy: Maybe that’s what I was feeling.
Willow: And you said it wrong.
Buffy: Oh, je stink.
Willow: You’re just not focused. It’s Angel missage.
Buffy: Well, he didn’t say for sure. It was a ‘maybe see ya there’
kinda deal.
Xander: Guys, I’m all alone out there. Somebody has to dance with me.
Willow: Well, we are studying.
Xander: C’mon, one dance. You’ve been studying nearly twelve minutes.
Buffy: No wonder my brain’s fried.
She gets up. Willow starts to protest, but Buffy and Xander drag her
along with them.
Buffy: Come on.
Spike walks up to their table and watches them dance as the band starts
a new song, “Stupid Thing”.
Lyrics: I did a stupid thing last night / I called you / A moment of
weakness / No, not a moment / More like three months of weakness
Spike walks along the edge of the dance floor and studies Buffy
intently. Xander and Buffy dance lively. Willow doesn’t move much, but
smiles widely, enjoying herself.
Lyrics: I’m one step away from crashing to my knees / One step away
from spilling my guts to you
Spike goes over to vampire#1 at the bar.
Spike: Go get something to eat.
Lyrics: I’m doing all right / No, don’t feel sorry for me / Really I’m
all right / I’m one step away from crashing to my knees
He comes back to some people near where Buffy, Willow and Xander are
dancing and speaks loudly so that Buffy is sure to overhear.
Spike: Where’s the phone? I need to call the police. There’s some big
guy out there trying to bite somebody.
Buffy runs from the dance floor. Spike watches her go.
Cut outside to the alley. Vampire#1 has found a young woman. She
trembles with fear as he grabs her neck and moves in for the bite. Buffy
grabs him by the shoulder and pulls him off of her. He somersaults and
rolls up to his feet.
Vampire#1: Slayer!
Buffy: Slayee!
She does a roundhouse kick to his face. He only flinches a bit. He
swings at her, but she sidesteps the blow. She swings back, and he grabs
her arm, swings her around and throws her into a metal roll-up door. She
hits it high and hard and falls to the ground, but quickly gets up
again. He swings again and hits the metal door with his fist when she
ducks the punch. Xander and Willow arrive. Buffy blocks the vampire’s
punch and holds on to his arm. She looks behind her at the others.
Buffy: Get her out of here!
She turns her attention to punching the vampire repeatedly in the face.
Willow grabs the woman and pulls her away and out of danger.
Buffy: (to the rhythm of her punches) And a stake would be nice!
Xander runs to find a stake. Spike looks on from the side.
Cut inside to the table. Xander goes though Buffy’s purse. He pulls out
a yo-yo and sets it aside. He pulls out a tampon and quickly drops it
like a hot potato. He finds a stake, and rushes back out.
Cut to the alley. Buffy punches the vampire’s face again and then his
chest. He gets loose from her and lands a punch on her face. She goes
spinning down to the ground and lies there, momentarily stunned. The
vampire looms over her.
Vampire#1: I don’t need to wait for St. Vigeous. You’re mine.
He bends down to get her, and she kicks him in the face. He staggers
backward as she maneuvers to he feet.
Vampire#1: Spike! Gimme a hand!
Buffy looks over at Spike in the shadows. Xander is back with the stake.
Xander: Buffy!
She turns to him and he throws her the stake. She catches it out of the
air, and in a smooth, swift motion plunges it home into the vampire’s
chest. He doesn’t even have time to fall before he crumbles to ashes.
Spike comes out of the shadows slowly clapping his hands. Buffy looks at
him with a confused expression on her face. Willow and Xander see him,
too.
Spike: Nice work, love.
Buffy: Who are you?
Spike: You’ll find out on Saturday.
Buffy: What happens on Saturday?
Spike: I kill you.
Buffy is speechless and just watches him leave.~~ Part 2 ~~
The alley outside the Bronze. Sheila comes out with two guys and they
walk along the alley.
Sheila: Alright. Which one’s Dwayne and which one’s Dell? (hic) Don’t
tell me. Dell’s the one with the tattoos. You guys weren’t lyin’ about
havin’ a Cadillac, were you? ‘Cause I’m crazy about a Cad. Just the feel
of the leather makes me wanna…
She’s gotten a bit ahead of Dwayne and stops to look back at him. She
sees he’s gone.
Sheila: Where’d you go?
She looks the other way at Dell, and he’s gone, too.
Sheila: What’s going on? (starts walking slowly, looking around) Where
are you guys? Not funny!
She turns around and is startled by Spike.
Sheila: Who are you?
Spike: Who do you want me to be?
Sheila: Did you see…
Spike: …those two losers who thought they were good enough for you?
Sheila: What happened to ’em?
Spike: They got sleepy.
Sheila: Huh?
Spike: And you got something a whole lot better.
He slowly walks past her and down the alley. She follows him with her
gaze.
Sheila: Hey, wait up! What’s your name?
She starts after him. The camera follows her, but then pans down to
Dwayne and Dell, dead in a pile of trash.
Cut to the library. The table is full of books, and Xander, Willow and
Jenny are looking through them doing research.
Giles: Spike. That’s what the other vampire called him? That’s a little
unorthodox, isn’t it?
Buffy: Maybe he’s reformed.
Giles: Perhaps he went by another name in… times past.
Jenny: Well, whoever he is, we’ll need all the help we can get come
this Saturday.
Xander: So, this night of St. Vigeous deal. If they’re gonna attack in
force, aren’t we thinkin’ vacation?
Willow: We can’t run, that would be wrong. Could we hide? I mean, if
that Spike guy is leading the attack, (shudders) yeeehehehe.
Giles: Well, he can’t be any worse than any other creature you’ve
faced.
Angel: (suddenly appears) He’s worse. (they all look at him) Once he
starts something he doesn’t stop until everything in his path is dead.
Xander: Hmm. So, he’s thorough, goal-oriented.
Buffy: We were at the Bronze before. Thought you said you might show.
Angel: You said you weren’t sure if you were going.
Buffy: I was being cool. C’mon, you’ve been dating for, what, like, two
hundred years? You don’t know what a girl means when she says maybe
she’ll show?
Willow: Wow, two centuries of dating. If you only had two a year,
that’s still, like, four hundred (Buffy gives her a look) dates with
four hundred different… (looks at the mace on the table) Why do they
call it a mace?
Giles: Uh, we do have slightly more urgent matters to discuss.
Buffy: Yeah, like keeping my mom away from Principal Snyder tomorrow
night?
Jenny: And not dying Saturday.
Giles: Angel, do you know if this Spike fellow goes under any other
name?
They all look where he was, but he has disappeared. The library doors
finish shutting.
Xander: Okay, that’s it. I’m puttin’ a collar with a little bell on
that guy.
Cut to Drusilla’s room. There is chanting going on elsewhere. The camera
pans from her bed past her TV and lamp and over to her collection of
dolls. She lifts one and turns it to face away.
Drusilla: Miss Edith speaks out of turn. She’s a bad example, and will
have no cakes today. Shhhh.
Spike: (comes up behind her) Darling, are you going to eat something?
Drusilla: I’m not hungry. I miss Prague.
Spike: You nearly died in Prague. Idiot mob. This is the place for us.
(leads her to the bed) The Hellmouth will restore you, put color in your
cheeks, metaphorically speaking, and in a few week’s time…
Drusilla: (lies back on the bed) The stars will align, and smile down
on us.
Spike: (leans over her) And then, God, this town will burn.
Drusilla: (giggles) A pretty fire!
He rolls over her and lies down next to her.
Drusilla: (hears the chanting) They’re preparing.
Spike: St. Vigeous is coming up. Should be a party.
Sheila is tied up and gagged with her hands hanging from a hook above
her.
Drusilla: You should go up with them and cleanse.
Spike: Dru…
Drusilla: The boy doesn’t trust you. They follow him. (sits up) I think
sometimes that all my hair will fall out and I’ll be bald.
Spike: (sits up) Never happen. Alright. (gets off of the bed) I’ll go
up and get chanty with the fellas, but you (goes to Sheila) got to do
me one favor. (takes Sheila off of the hook) Eat something. (hands
Sheila to Drusilla and leaves)
Drusilla: (turns Sheila to the dolls) You see, Miss Edith? (cut to the
doll facing away) If you’d been good you could (cut to Drusilla in her
game face) watch with the rest.
Sheila looks at Drusilla, but can’t scream because of her gag. Drusilla
roars and moves in for a quick, violent bite.
Cut to the school the next day. Willow checks the crossbow. Jenny walks
behind her with extra pieces of wood to make stakes and sets them on the
table between Cordelia and Xander, who are whittling away. Jenny
continues walking over behind Buffy. Buffy holds up a large sharp
machete, then starts chopping something with it. The camera pans down to
show that it’s a cucumber. She’s preparing a vegetable tray.
Giles: For three nights the unholy ones scourge themselves into a fury,
um, culminating in a savage attack on the night of St. Vigeous.
Xander: Does anybody remember when Saturday night meant date night?
Cordelia: You sure don’t.
Buffy: Ooo! Parents start arriving in an hour. Okay, so, um, banners
are in place, the lounge is comfy… What am I forgetting?
Willow: Punch?
Buffy: Punch. I need, I need punch!
Cordelia: My fingers are cramping. How long have I been doing this?
Xander: Three minutes.
Cordelia: So, can I go now? She doesn’t need this many stakes. I mean,
if this guy Spike is as mean as you all said, it should be over pretty
quickly. (Buffy looks up at her) We’re still all rooting for you on
Saturday. I’d be there for you myself if I didn’t have a leg wax.
Buffy: You guys hold down the fort. I’m punch bound.
She leaves the library. As soon as she’s gone Xander and Cordelia both
reach over and grab something off of the vegetable tray. Buffy sticks
her head back in the door.
Buffy: No!
Cut to later at Parent-Teacher night. Buffy is doling out the punch into
cups. Willow comes over.
Willow: What kinda punch did you make?
Buffy: Uh, lemonade. (hands her a cup) I made it fresh and everything.
Willow: How much sugar did you use? (takes a sip)
Buffy: Sugar?
Willow grimaces at the incredibly sour taste, and puts the cup down.
Willow: It’s very good.
Buffy: Okay, now all I have to do is keep my mother and Snyder from
crossing paths for the rest of the night.
Willow: (sees Joyce) Hi, Mrs. Summers.
Joyce: Hi, Willow. Hi, honey. Did you, uh, do all this?
Buffy: Yeah! Um, (picks up a cup) here, have some lemonade. (sees
Snyder) Right after Willow shows you the library. I have to stay here
and hostess. (puts the cup back down)
Willow: Great, the library. (puts her arm around Joyce’s shoulder) Uh,
um, ooo, no, G-Giles and everyone…
Buffy: …is locked in there studying. Right. French class it is!
Willow leads Joyce away. Snyder comes up to Buffy.
Snyder: Was that your mother?
She grabs a cup and a ladle full of lemonade and turns toward him.
Buffy: Here. (fakes a spill) Oh! Oh, sorry! Um, yeah! Yeah, I was gonna
introduce you, but, um, she wouldn’t have said much. Y’know, she doesn’t
speak a word of English.
Snyder doesn’t believe a word of it, and makes tracks to follow Joyce
and Willow. Buffy lets out a worried moan and looks up at the clock.
6:15. Dissolve to 8:45. Cordelia comes walking in.
Cordelia: Giles has us locked up in that library working on your
weapons. Even slaves get minimum wage.
She stares at Buffy’s face.
Buffy: What?
Cordelia: You’re starting to look a little slagged. What, are you just
skipping foundation entirely now?
Buffy: Cordelia, I have at least three lives to contend with, none of
which really mesh. It’s kind of like oil and water and a… third
unmeshable thing.
Cordelia: Yeah, and I can see the oil. (sees Joyce talking to Willow)
Is that your mom? (Buffy looks) Now that is a woman that knows how to
moisturize. Did it, like, skip a generation?
Joyce: (comes over) Well, I believe that I have seen every classroom on
campus, and just as I get there all your teachers miraculously have
stepped out.
Willow smiles over Joyce’s shoulder, proud of herself.
Buffy: Oh! (notices Snyder coming back into the room) Oh. Um, but you
haven’t seen the boiler room yet. And, you know, that’s really
interesting, what with the boiler being in the room and all. (laughs
nervously)
Snyder comes up to the group. Joyce offers her hand to him.
Joyce: Hi. I’m Joyce Summers. I’m Buffy’s mother.
Snyder: (ignores her hand) Principal Snyder. I’m afraid we need to
talk. My office is down here.
Joyce follows Snyder to his office. Cordelia watches them go with a huge
smile on her face.
Buffy: (worried) He didn’t look very happy.
Willow: But you did such a good job.
Cordelia: When they’re done talking…
Buffy: What?
Cordelia: My guess? Tenth high school reunion, you’ll still be
grounded.
Buffy gives her a look.
Willow: Cordelia, have some lemonade.
Cordelia heads over to the punch table.
Cut to the library. Giles and Jenny continue their research while Xander
keeps whittling.
Giles: Oh, there you are.
Jenny: There who is?
Giles: Our new friend Spike. He’s known as ‘William the Bloody’. Earned
his nickname by torturing his victims with railroad spikes. Very
pleasant. Well, here’s some good news: he’s barely two hundred. He’s not
even as old as Angel is. (frowns) Oh.
Xander: That’s a bad look, right?
Giles: I think your suggestion of running away this Saturday might’ve
been a good one. Spike has fought two Slayers in the last century,
and… he’s killed them both.
Cut to the lounge. Buffy and Willow see Snyder come back in with Joyce.
She comes up to her daughter.
Joyce: In the car, now.
Buffy and Willow exchange a concerned look. Buffy starts to follow her
mom out. She turns her head to look back at Snyder, who’s going around
turning off the lights. Joyce waits for Buffy to join her, and they walk
out of the room. Snyder goes to another switch by the back wall next to
a large window and turns it off. Two vampires suddenly come crashing
through the window. Buffy looks back into the room. Several more
vampires follow, and they storm into the room. The people panic and
begin to run around. Buffy comes back into the room. The vampires have
lined themselves up.
Spike: What can I say? I couldn’t wait.~~ Part 3 ~~
The lounge. Spike attacks. Buffy grabs a chair and throws it at him,
tripping him up. She runs back out of the room and grabs her mother’s
hand. She turns down the hall to the right, but more vampires come in
that way, so she goes the other way. In the lounge Spike grabs hold of a
man.
Spike: Nobody gets out! Especially the girl!
Cut to the hall. Another vampire is guarding an exit. Buffy heads in
another direction.
Buffy: Everybody, this way! C’mon! C’mon!
Snyder and several others run past her as she shoves a cleaning cart
into the two vampires chasing them. Willow and Cordelia come running out
of the lounge and nearly trip over them. They head to their right, but a
vampire grabs Cordelia and she screams. Willow grabs a bust from a
display pedestal and wields it back for a swing.
Willow: Hey!
The vampire looks up and Willow swings the bust hard into his face,
knocking him off of Cordelia. Willow grabs her hand and pulls her into a
closet.
Cut to the hall outside the library. Giles, Jenny and Xander come
running out.
Giles: What the hell…?!
They see Buffy’s group running toward them.
Buffy: Spike and an army! Look out!
They look behind them and see a vampire. Jenny screams.
Giles: Back!
They run back into the library and hold the door shut as the vampire
slams into it. Buffy opens the door to the science classroom.
Buffy: In here! Now!
The people all run into the room. Buffy follows them in last and closes
the door as the two vampires come running into the hall and begin
banging on the door. Cut inside the classroom. Snyder and another man
maneuver a storage cabinet in front of the door. Buffy runs over to the
other door and closes and locks it. The power goes out.
Cut to the library. Giles, Jenny and Xander look up from barricading the
doors as the lights go off and the emergency lights come on.
Cut to the hall outside the lounge. Spike is still holding on to the
man.
Vampire#2: We cut the power. Nobody got out.
Spike: And the Slayer?
Vampire#2: She either went that way (points to his right) or that way.
(points to his left) I saw two others.
Spike: You don’t know?! (lets go of the man) I’m a veal kind of guy.
You’re too old to eat. (grabs his head and snaps his neck) But not to
kill. (looks at vampire#2) I feel better.
Cut to the library. Giles tries the phone, but it’s dead.
Giles: They’ve cut the phones. (has an idea) Wait a minute. There’s an
old boarded up-cellar behind the stacks. You can get out that way. (to
Xander) Find Angel. He knows about Spike. We need him.
Xander: No, I’m not going anywhere until I know that Buffy and Willow
are alright.
Giles: No one will be alright unless we get some help!
Xander gives in and goes. Cut to the classroom.
Man: Who are those people, and what do they want?
Joyce: I didn’t get much of a look, but is there something wrong with
their faces? I…
Snyder: Yes! PCP! It’s a gang on PCP! We’ve gotta get out of here.
He grabs a desk, sets it in front of a window and starts climbing.
Buffy: You can’t go outside! They’ll kill you!
Snyder: You don’t tell me! I tell you!
Buffy: (pulls him down) They will kill everybody in this room. Nobody
goes out, nobody comes in until I say so. Do you hear me?
Snyder: Who do you think you are?
Buffy: I’m the one that knows how to stop them.
She looks up and walks across the room, trying to find a way into the
ceiling. Joyce grabs her by the shoulders.
Joyce: Buffy, are you crazy? Look, I know you’ve been accused of
fighting and other things, but those guys are serious. You can’t go out
there.
Buffy: I know. That’s why I’m going up there.
She grabs a stool, sets it on a lab table, climbs up and pushes a
ceiling panel aside. She looks down at her mom.
Buffy: Don’t worry, Mom.
She lifts herself up into the ceiling.
Cut to the halls. Spike is looking for Buffy.
Spike: Slaaayer! Here, kitty, kittyyy. I find one of your friends
first, I’m gonna suck ’em dry. And use their bones to bash your head in.
(kicks a door open)
The camera closes on the closet where Willow and Cordelia are hiding.
Cut inside. Cordelia is holding a broom for defense.
Spike: Are you getting a word picture here?
Cordelia: (whispers) Oh, God, oh, God!
Willow clasps her hand around Cordelia’s mouth to keep her quiet. Cut to
the hall. Spike is about to kick the closet door open when he’s
distracted.
Vampire#2: Spike! Listen…
They listen and hear activity in the ceiling. Cut to Buffy crawling
through the ceiling space. Cut to the hall.
Spike: (sing-song) Someone’s in the ceeeeeiling!
Cut to the library. Giles stuffs several stakes into his jacket pockets,
grabs a battle-ax from the table and heads toward the door.
Jenny: Hey-hey-hey-hey! What are you doing?
Giles starts to push his way through the barricade they constructed.
Jenny: There are at least three vampires in that hall! God only knows
how many others in the building!
Giles: (looks at Jenny) Listen! I am the Watcher! I am responsible for
her, and I have, I have to go!
He starts pushing things aside again.
Jenny: Rupert!
He looks back at her again.
Jenny: Be careful.
Giles: Push these back as soon as I…
Buffy breaks through the ceiling and drops to the floor. Jenny steps
back in surprise. Giles lifts his ax.
Giles: Buffy! (lowers the ax) You’re all right!
Buffy takes off her outer sweater.
Jenny: How are the others?
Buffy: Principal Snyder, my mother and four others are locked in the
science room across the hall. Willow and Cordelia ran the other way.
(puts on Xander’s bag) I don’t know if they’re… Where’s Xander?
Giles: He got out through the stacks. He’s getting Angel.
Jenny helps Buffy put crosses and stakes into the bag.
Buffy: Good. Okay, I’m gonna take the vamps out in the hall. After that
you get my mother and the others out the same way.
Giles: Let me help you.
Buffy: Giles, my mother’s in that room. If I don’t make it out of here,
I know you’ll make sure she does.
Giles: Bloody right, I will. Fair enough. What’s your plan?
Buffy: Well, they split up to hold us here, so I’m gonna take ’em one
on one. Set ’em up and knock ’em down.
She grabs a stool and positions it under the hole in the ceiling. She
gets up on the stool and lifts herself back up.
Giles: Watch your back!
Cut to the science classroom. Snyder is pacing.
Joyce: Why don’t you sit down?
Snyder: This is my school. What I say goes, and I say this is not
happening.
Joyce: Well, then I guess the danger’s over!
Man: I’m not waiting for them to open the doors. I’m gettin’ out!
Joyce: Don’t be an idiot!
Snyder: I’m beginning to see a certain mother-daughter resemblance.
The man climbs up to the window and lifts the sash.
Joyce: No! Look, you heard what Buffy said!
Snyder: She’s a student. What does she know?
He takes off his jacket and goes to help the man. The two of them begin
bending back the metal slats blocking the window.
Cut to the hall. A vampire throws himself against the science classroom
door. It doesn’t budge. He sees Spike looking at him.
Vampire: Yeah. Door’s solid.
Spike: Use your head.
He grabs the vampire by the shoulder and shoves his head into a fire
emergency case containing an ax. He pulls the ax out, thrusts it into
the vampire’s hands and continues down the hall. He passes two others
pounding on another door.
Spike: You! Come with me!
One of the vampires follows him.
Cut to the science classroom. The vampire begins swinging the ax at the
door. Joyce casts a worried look at Snyder and the other man. They get
two slats bent aside.
Snyder: (grunts) I did it!
The man starts to pull himself through the opening. Snyder helps, but
lets go when the man begins to kick and scream while struggling with
something outside. Snyder watches as the man is pulled through the
window and then steps down. Joyce quickly climbs up, bends the slats
back and closes the sash.
Cut to the hall. Spike is listening for activity in the ceiling. He
pinpoints her sound. Cut to the ceiling space. Buffy is making her way
through it.
Cut outside. The man lies dead on the grass. Xander and Angel see him.
Xander: You know a lot about this Spike guy, so, um… you got a plan?
Angel grabs Xander by the throat.
Xander: Good plan.
Angel drags him into the building.
Cut to the closet.
Cordelia: (whispers) I think he’s gone. (reaches for the door)
Willow: (whispers) He could come back!
Cordelia: (looks at Willow) What are we gonna do?
Willow: Pray.
Cut to the ceiling space. Buffy keeps crawling. Cut to the lounge. Spike
finds two metal poles and throws one to the other vampire as he goes
back into the hall. He listens for a moment and then shoves the pole up
into the ceiling. The other vampire follows suit. Cut to the ceiling
space. Buffy sees a pole poke through right in front of her. She begins
backing up.
Cut to the hall. The vampire has almost chopped through the door to the
science classroom. He steps around the corner to warn the other vampire.
Vampire: Hey! Guard the door! I’m almost finished!
He goes back to chopping when Buffy breaks through the ceiling behind
him. She pulls him down with her as she drops from the ceiling and
quickly dispatches him with a stake. Joyce is looking through the hole
in the door, but can’t see much of anything. Buffy gets up and looks
through the hole.
Joyce: Buffy! Are you okay?
Buffy: I’m fine, mom.
Joyce: Buffy, look, uh, get out of here, okay? We’ll be alright!
Buffy: Look, just hang on for one more minute until I tell you to open
the door.
She quietly makes her way to the other hall, stake in hand. She peeks
around the corner and see the other vampire standing there with his back
to her. She hears a noise behind her and looks.
Buffy: Sheila! Where’ve you been?
Sheila: Sorry I’m late. There’s some really weird guys outside.
Buffy: Shh! Yeah, I know. They’re trying to kill us.
Sheila: (picks up the ax and smiles) This should be fun.
Buffy slowly heads back to the other hall.
Cut to Spike still poking the poles into the ceiling. Angel comes into
the hall with Xander. Spike sees him.
Spike: Angelus!
Angel wraps his arm around Xander’s neck.
Angel: Spike!
Spike: I’ll be damned!
He tosses his pole aside and they greet each other with a hug and a
laugh.
Angel: I taught you to always guard your perimeter. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You
should have someone out there.
Spike: I did. I’m surrounded by idiots. What’s new with you?
Angel: Everything.
Spike: Yeah. Come up against this Slayer yet?
Angel: She’s cute. Not too bright, though. Gave the puppy dog ‘I’m all
tortured’ act. Keeps her off my back when I feed! (laughs)
Spike: (laughing) People still fall for that Anne Rice routine. What a
world!
Xander: I knew you were lying.
Angel gives Xander a squeeze to shut him up.
Xander: Undead liar guy.
Angel grabs him by the hair and shirt and holds up his exposed neck.
Angel: Wanna bite before we kill her?
Cut to Buffy. She and Sheila are about to round the corner.
Buffy: (whispers) Stay behind me.
She goes into the other hall and quietly makes her way to the vampire,
holding her stake up and ready. Behind her Sheila vamps out and raises
the ax.~~ Part 4 ~~
The halls. Sheila raises her ax. Giles sees through the round library
door window behind her and yells out a warning.
Giles: Buffy! Look out!
She spins around and grabs the ax from Sheila in mid-swing. She swings
it around and hits Sheila in the jaw with the butt of the handle. The
other vampire attacks and ducks as Buffy swings the ax at him. The ax
gets buried in the wall. The vampire smiles as he straightens back up,
thinking he avoided her blow, but then looks down at the stake
protruding from his chest. He collapses to the floor and bursts into
ashes. Buffy looks over at Sheila and watches her run from the hall,
then rushes back to the classroom door.
Buffy: Mom, now!
Joyce: (opens the door) Okay, come on, let’s go!
Everyone rushes out of the classroom and into the library.
Joyce: C’mon! Hurry!
Buffy: (to Giles) Get them out!
Joyce: You’re coming too!
Buffy: In a minute! Go! (rushes off)
Joyce: (watching her go) Buffy!
Cut to Spike and Angel.
Spike: I haven’t seen you in the killing fields for an age.
Angel: I’m not much for company.
Spike: No, you never were. So, why’re you so scared of this Slayer?
Angel: Scared?
Spike: Yeah. Time was you would’ve taken her out in a heartbeat. Now
look at you. I bet this, uh, tortured thing is an act, right? You’re
not… housebroken?
Angel: I saw her kill the Master. Hey, you think you can take her
alone? Be my guest. I’ll just feed and run. (roars and bends to Xander’s
neck)
Spike: (holds up his hand) Don’t be silly! We’re all friends. We’ll do
it together. Let’s drink to it.
They both slowly lean in to Xander’s neck. At the last moment Spike
punches Angel in the face, making him stagger back.
Spike: You think you can fool me?! You were my sire, man! You were
my… Yoda!
Angel: Things change.
Spike: Not us! Not demons! Man, I can’t believe this. You Uncle Tom!
(grabs his pole from the floor) Come on, people! This isn’t a spectator
sport!
The vampires roar and attack. Xander barges out the door behind him and
runs. Angel follows as the other vampires give chase. Spike senses
someone behind him and looks up.
Spike: Fe, fi, fo fum. I smell the blood of a nice ripe (turns to face
Buffy) girl.
Buffy: (holding the ax) Do we really need weapons for this?
Spike: I just like them. They make me feel all manly.
He drops the pole and slowly steps toward Buffy. She drops the ax.
Spike: The last Slayer I killed… she begged for her life.
Buffy slowly walks to the middle of the hall, watching him intently.
Spike: You don’t strike me as the begging kind.
Buffy: You shouldn’ta come here.
Spike: No. I’ve messed up your doilies and stuff. But I just got so
bored. (smirks) I’ll tell you what. As a personal favor from me to you
I’ll make it quick. It won’t hurt a bit.
Buffy: No, Spike. It’s gonna hurt a lot.
They start to fight. Cut outside. Angel and Xander fight the other
vampires. Cut to the hall. Buffy and Spike exchange several blows. He
throws her into the wall. Cut to the library. Joyce is following
everyone out through the stacks when she stops and wonders what happened
to her daughter.
Giles: Come on, everyone. This way!
Cut outside. Xander avoids several punches and kicks. His own punch
misses, and he gets kicked to the ground from behind. Cut to the hall.
Buffy and Spike keep fighting. Cut outside. A vampire has Xander by the
neck. Angel punches her off of him. The others get up again and run from
the fight. Cut to the hall. Buffy ducks a punch and lands four of her
own in a row. Spike grabs her arm and shoves her into the wall. She
slides down it quickly, and Spike’s next punch goes through the wall.
She gets behind him and kicks him high and hard in the neck.
Spike: Now, that hurt!
He pulls his arm out of the wall, ripping a stud out with it, and swings
it into Buffy’s face. She flies back and lands on the floor, stunned.
Spike: But not as much as this will.
He stands over her and wields back the stud to slam it into her, but he
gets hit in the head with the ax. He goes sprawling to the floor and
looks up at his attacker. Joyce stands above him with the ax in her
hands, ready to swing again.
Joyce: You get the hell away from my daughter!
Spike holds the stud above himself to protect against any blows. Buffy
gets to her feet.
Spike: Women!
He gets up and runs through the lounge and out the broken window.
Joyce: (exhales and drops the ax) Nobody lays a hand on my little girl.
They embrace. Buffy looks out the window.
Cut to later outside. The police are everywhere. The camera pans down to
the Police Chief talking to an officer.
Chief: Take care of this.
The officer nods and leaves. The Chief walks over to his car. Snyder
comes up to him.
Snyder: Hello, Bob.
Chief: It’s over. They all got away. I got a body inside, and I got
another one on the south lawn. And it looks like he was pulled right
through the window.
Snyder: I told him not to go through that window.
Cut to Giles and Jenny coming out of the building.
Jenny: Well, another wonderful fun-filled evening.
Giles: Uh, yes. You know, um, I will understand if you decide to start
avoiding me.
Jenny takes Giles’ arm, and they walk off together.
Cut to Angel and Xander.
Xander: So, when you gave him my neck to chew on, why didn’t you clock
him before he had a chance to clock you?
Angel: I told you. I couldn’t make the first move. I had to see if he
was buying it or not.
Xander: A-and if he bit me, what then?
Angel: We would’ve known he bought it.
Xander stops as Angel continues on.
Xander: Hey, what’s the deal with you being Spike’s sire? What’s a
sire?
Cut to Snyder and the Chief.
Chief: I need to say something to the media people.
Snyder: So?
Chief: So? You want the usual story? Gang-related? PCP?
Snyder: What’d you have in mind? The truth?
Chief: (considers) Right. Gang-related. PCP.
Cut to Buffy and Joyce.
Buffy: So, what did you and Principal Snyder talk about anyway?
Joyce: Principal Snyder said you were a troublemaker.
Buffy looks down in shame.
Joyce: And I could care less.
Buffy looks back up.
Joyce: I have a daughter who can take care of herself. Who’s brave and
resourceful and thinks of others in a crisis. No matter who you hang out
with or what dumb teenage stuff you think you need to do, I’m gonna
sleep better knowing all that.
Buffy: About how long till this wears off and you start ragging on me
again?
Joyce: Oh, at least a week and a half.
Buffy: Very cool!
Cut to later. The last Police car leaves the school. Cut to the hall.
The camera pans over to the utility closet. Cut inside. Cordelia is
kneeling in prayer. Willow stares at her in disbelief.
Cordelia: And if you get me out of this, I swear I’ll never be mean to
anyone ever again. Unless they really deserve it. Or if it’s that time
of the month, in which case I don’t think you or anyone else can hold me
responsible…
Willow: Ask for some aspirin.
Cordelia: And can you please send some asp… Hey!
Cut to morning. The sun comes up over the complex where the vampires
gather. The camera pans over to their warehouse. Cut inside. Sunlight is
streaming through a high window. Spike is standing by a cage. Drusilla
walks around the cage to him.
Drusilla: Spike, did she hurt you?
Spike: It was close, baby, but…
Drusilla: Oh, come here.
She pulls his head down onto her shoulder and strokes his cheek and
neck.
Spike: A Slayer with family and friends. That sure as hell wasn’t in
the brochure.
Drusilla: You’ll kill her, and then we’ll have a nice celebration.
Spike: Yeah, a party.
Drusilla: Yeah. With streamers… and songs.
Spike: (lifts his head from her shoulder) How’s the annoying one?
Drusilla: He doesn’t wanna play.
Spike: Figures. Well, suppose I better go make nice.
He walks over to Collin and kneels before him.
Collin: You failed.
Spike: I, uh… I offer penance.
Vampire#2: Penance?! You should lay down your life! Our numbers are
depleted, the feast of St. Vigeous has been ruined by your impatience!
Spike: I was rash, and if I had to do it all over again… (breaks out
in laughter) Who am I kidding? (stands up) I would do it exactly the
same, only I’d do this… (grabs Collin)
Collin: No!
Spike: …first!
He carries Collin over to the cage. Vampire#2 tries to stop him, but
Spike kicks back and knocks him out. He sticks Collin in the cage and
closes and locks the door. Drusilla watches as Spike starts pulling a
chain, lifting the cage up from the floor.
Spike: From now on, we’re gonna have a little less ritual… (stops
pulling the chain) …and a little more fun around here.
He gives the chain a final strong pull, and the cage is lifted into the
sunlight. Collin screams. Drusilla smiles at Spike. He smiles back. They
step closer together and hold hands.
Spike: Let’s see what’s on TV.
The camera pans up to the cage as they go. The last residue of Collin is
still steaming.
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