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A man tries to get into the library to see Giles but is killed by a female demon. After killing him,she turns into a puddle of green goo. At school, Giles tells Buffy to meet him later at the hospital for a blood delivery, which attracts vampires.
Back at the library, a detective is waiting for Giles –the dead man had Giles’ address on him. Giles identifies the body as an old friend from London.
The body has a tattoo on it, which Giles says he can’t identify. Shaken, Giles doesn’t meet Buffy at the hospital, and she battles the vampires alone until Angel shows up.
When Buffy goes to Giles’ house to see what happened, he’s disheveled and sends her away. He calls another friend in London and finds out that she’s dead, too.
As he rolls up his sleeves, we see he has the same tattoo as his friend. Meanwhile, the dead friend, Phillip, comes back to life in the morgue, his eyes flashing, and escapes.
Saturday, Willow, Xander, and Cordelia meet with Jenny Calendar — Giles’ girlfriend — for a computer class. Buffy shows up to express her concern about Giles’ behavior.
Cordelia mentions the police visit to the library, which slipped her Cordelia-centered mind. In the library, Buffy finds Ethan, the costume shop owner and Giles old friend who tried to kill her on Halloween.
As she calls Giles, Ethan mentions the “Mark of Eyghon.” Giles says she’s in danger, and the dead Phillip enters.
A panicked Giles shows up and, after a scuffle which leaves Jenny unconscious, Phillip turns into the green goo. Some of it gets on Jenny and when she comes to, she seems normal but we see her eyes flash.
Research freak Willow discovers the “Mark of Eyghon” in a book: Eyghon possesses the body of a dead or unconscious host.
They figure out that he’s jumped from Phillip’s body to Jenny’s. Possessed Jenny, looking and sounding like a demon, tries to seduce Giles. When Buffy comes to the rescue, Jenny jumps out the window.
Giles explains to Buffy that he ran with a bad crowd when he was young, and they used Eyghon as a temporary high — directing him in and out of each others’ bodies.
But one friend died, then later the girl who killed Phillip, and now it seems the rest of the group will die, too. Buffy goes to the deserted costume shop to try to help Ethan but he knocks her out, ties her up and tattoos her.
He pours acid on his own tattoo so that Eyghon will take Buffy instead of him. Jenny enters, a full-tilt demon, and Buffy breaks free.
Angel enters suddenly and chokes Jenny: the spirit leaves her body and enters Angel’s, since he’s really dead (Willow’s plan: you go, girl!) It passes through Angel, and Jenny’s back to normal,but Ethan escapes.
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – NIGHT
Deserted. A MAN (PHILIP HENRY, 40-ish) walks towards us, grows into a TIGHT, C.U. He’s desperate,
sheen of sweat on his face. Startled by:
Can I help you?
Philip turns, sees the CUSTODIAN about to empty some trash in a dumpster, eyeing him suspiciously.
Philip has a BRITISH ACCENT.
Rupert Giles. I need to see him…
Mr. Giles, he’s our librarian. Next
building over, first door on your left.
Philip moves off, picking up the pace, disappearing around a corner.
EXT. NEXT BUILDING OVER – NIGHT – CONTINUOUS
Philip rounds the corner. Sees, several yards away, the door marked CLASSROOM
BUILDING/LIBRARY. He hears a NOISE and turns, his heart pounding. Peers into the darkness.
Nothing. He moves towards the door.
We HEAR a sticky, sickening sound, something definitely moving now in the darkness. Philip looks
again. And this time IT MOVES out of the shadows: a SILHOUETTE with GLOWING EYES.
Philip steps back, nearly trips on the steps outside the building (or something else conveniently
placed in his path.)
The figure moves unrelentingly closer. It’s a living, walking CORPSE. A woman. Skin long dead and a
sickly shade of blue. She was forty when she died.
And Philip’s knees nearly buckle as he recognizes:
Deirdre smiles. It’s not a pleasant smile, full of BLACK, ROTTED TEETH and all. The woman advances.
Philip finds his legs and runs. Gets to the door.
God, no! Help!
He fumbles with door — is it locked? — no, he gets it open, but not very far when DEIRDRE’S grisly
hand slams it shut.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT – SAME TIME
Loud, thumping DANCE MUSIC BLARES from a portable stereo, drowning out the outside world, as
BUFFY goes through an intense STEP-AEROBICS routine. Nearby, GILES attempts to read a book–
both hands plastered over his ears. He brings one hand down to take a sip of tea.
(shouts above music)
Must we have such noise during your
It’s not noise, it’s music.
I know music. Music has notes. This
I’m aerobicizing. I must have the beat.
Wonderful. You work on your muscle
tone while my brains dribble out my ears.
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – NIGHT – SAME TIME
Corpse Woman glides her arm around Philip’s neck from behind: almost a lover’s caress — until it
tightens around his neck, squeezing the life out of him. Her eyes GLOW brighter — Philip’s final
scream is cut short — we hear the unmistakable CRACK of Philip’s neck being BROKEN.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT – SAME TIME
The song ends, Buffy finishing her exercise routine.
Ah. Very good. The rest is silence.
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – NIGHT – SAME TIME
Philip lies there, dead. His eyes stare blankly.
PULL BACK to see Corpse Woman towering over him. Her eyes stop glowing. Her body wavers for a
moment, then her knees give out as she FALLS TO THE GROUND…
…and her body DISINTEGRATES, incredibly, into a pool of liquid ooze. And the liquid rolls downhill, a
little of it washing the fingers of Philip’s dead hand.
END OF TEASER
INT. GROOVY 70’S PAD – NIGHT
FLAMES FILL THE SCREEN
and deafening seventies PUNK MUSIC plays as various IMAGES overlap in a STYLIZED way: JERKY
CAMERA MOVEMENTS, QUICK ZOOMS and RAPID CUTS.
(PRODUCTION NOTE: We should do all these in one location if possible. Since it’s a dream I see no
reason not to do it against blacks hung in, say, the Bronze.)
1) CLOSE-UP of a NEEDLE administering an ominous, SYMBOLIC-LOOKING TATTOO on someone’s
arm. We’ll see this tattoo again.
2) A CREEPY CULT GUY — sort of a cross between Jim Morrison and Charles Manson — dressed in
seventies’ style clothes with reflecting sunglasses on, smiles at us.
CREEPY CULT GUY
Time to go to sleep.
3) The flames BURN BRIGHTER.
4) Six hands join in the center of a circle. Painted on the floor is the same mark as the tattoo.
5) Creepy Cult Guy again, only now he is POSSESSED. His face thrashes back and forth, and through
the BLUR we catch glimpses of a DEMON: blue skin, rotted and pocked flesh, ridges on his forehead.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – MORNING
Giles bolts awake, out of his dream. He’s sweating, breathing hard. He wipes his hand across his
face, looks at his clock: 6:05 AM.
He THROWS the covers off and they FILL THE SCREEN. When they fall, we have:
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – THAT MORNING
Only a few STUDENTS are there as BUFFY sits with WILLOW.
I’m on a beach. Not an American
beach — one of those island beaches
where the water is way too blue.
It’s just before sunset, I’m lying on
a towel and Gavin Rossdale is
massaging my feet.
That’s good. Uh, i’m in Florence,
Italy. I’ve rented a scooter which
is parked outside. I’m in a little
restaurant having ziti and there’s no
more tables so they have to seat this
guy with me and it’s John Cusack.
Very impressive. An eye for detail.
‘Cause, with the ziti.
XANDER joins them.
What are you guys up to?
Just having a quick game of “Anywhere
Amy Yip at the waterslide park.
You never come up with anything new.
They start towards the door.
I’m not fickle like you two, okay?
I’m constant in my affections. Amy
Yip at the waterslide park.
They see Giles lecturing a student by the door.
You think Giles ever played “Anywhere
But Here” in school?
Giles lived for school. He’s still bitter
there were only twelve grades.
He probably sat in math class thinking,
“There should be more math! This
could be mathier.”
You don’t think he ever got restless
when he was little?
Are you kidding? His diapers were
They reach Giles, who falls in step with Buffy.
Ah. There you are.
Morning. Say, is that tweed?
What? Oh. Well, yes. Now, tonight
is a very important —
(still looking at his outfit)
You know, Giles, I realize the Henry
Higgins bit may have been the mod
look for your generation, but a lot
has happened since then. Like the
20th Century, for example.
As an educator, it behooves me to set
myself apart from you students by my
mode of dress and demeanor.
Is it stuffy in here, or is it just you?
Laugh all you want, but the problem
with this culture is its disregard for
decorum, which I believe has led to
the current pursuit of feel-good nihilism.
What have I been saying for years?
That you’ll die a virgin? Oh. The
nihilism thing. Sorry. Missed the
They enter the building.
INT. SCHOOL HALL – DAY
So, what’s on tap tonight that’s so
important? Uprising? Prophesied
ritual? Preordained death-fest?
Ah, the old standards.
A transport vehicle is delivering a
supply of blood to the hospital.
Aha. Vampire meals-on-wheels.
Well, hopefully not. We should meet
in front of the hospital at 8:30 sharp.
I’ll bring the weaponry.
And I’ll bring the party mix.
Just don’t be late.
Giles, have I ever let you down?
Do you want me to answer that, or
shall I just glare?
MS. CALENDAR approaches. Giles brightens when he sees her.
Hello, Ms… Jenny.
(aside, to Xander)
Feel the passion.
Coughing, not speaking.
–we’re still on for tomorrow?
I’m reviewing some computer basics
with a couple of students who have
fallen behind. Willow’s helping for
Hah! Those poor schlubs. Having to
give up their Saturday–
Nine a.m. okay with you, Xander?
Xander’s face falls.
You’ve got a bit of schlub on your
Cordelia is going to meet us.
Hey, gang, did you hear that? A
bonus day of class, plus Cordelia!
A little rectal surgery and it would
be the best day ever!
Walk me to class?
(for Buffy’s benefit)
Tweed, you know.
A BELL RINGS. Calendar and Giles head down the hall which begins to empty as students enter
classrooms. Buffy smiles after them.
Look at them.
A twosome of cuteness.
Can’t you just imagine them getting
The three WATCH THEM FONDLY for a beat. Then, as the image sinks in: they SHUDDER.
INT. HALLWAY – A MOMENT LATER – DAY
The hallway is nearly empty as Giles and Calendar walk.
Oh! Thank you so much for loaning me
the Forrester book. It’s wonderful.
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
it was so romantic, so evocative.
That edition was my father’s. I must
have read it 20 times.
You know how you have to dog-ear
your favorite pages so you can go
back to them?
You have to what?
Well, I practically folded back every
page. So I underlined the passages
I really wanted to discuss.
But then I spilled coffee on it and
I couldn’t even read it.
Coffee. On the first edition.
I’m lying, Rupert. The book’s fine.
I just love to see you squirm.
Oh. Well, I trust I gave good squirm.
Did anyone ever tell you you’re kind
of a fuddy duddy?
Nobody ever seems to tell me anything else.
She moves closer to him.
Did anyone ever tell you you’re kind
of a sexy fuddy duddy?
That part usually gets left out. I can’t
This weekend —
Would you like to go out?
I think I’d like to stay in.
The implications of this are not lost on Giles. They lean in for a kiss — their lips meet — they get off
about a second’s worth before a door opens and kids are charging through them. They separate, her
smiling ruefully, him nervously trying to maintain decorum.
This Saturday night, then?
Saturday night. I’ll see if I can
make you squirm.
Oh! Yes. I’m… yes. Put me down
A suave person would have just shut
up and walked away right then,
Well, why don’t I try now.
With a nod, he goes. She watches him affectionately. Heads in the other direction.
INT. LIBRARY – CONTINUOUS – DAY
Giles comes in and stops short. Two UNIFORMED COPS and A POLICE WOMAN stand there. Looking
very official and a little menacing.
(flashes her badge)
Detective Winslow. You’re going to
have to come with me.
There was a homicide on campus last
night. The victim had no identification.
But he was carrying this slip of paper
with your name and address on it.
Winslow shows Giles the slip of paper (in a tagged evidence baggy.) Giles peers at it through the
CORDELIA bursts through the library door.
Well, evil just compounds evil,
doesn’t it. First I’m sentenced to
a computer tutorial on Saturday, now
I have to read some computer book.
They have books about computers?
Isn’t that the point of computers, to
Cordelia, I’m a little busy just now…
He indicates the cops. She sees them as if for the first time, says to one of the uniforms:
Oh, great. Can you help me with a
ticket? it’s totally bogus, a one
way street, I was going one way —
What? why does everybody always
yell my name? I’m not deaf. And I
can take a hint.
What’s the hint?
To come back later.
Yeah, when you’ve visited decaf-land.
She leaves. Giles turns back to the Police Woman.
Where is it you want me to go?
INT. MORGUE – LATER THAT DAY – A SHEETED BODY
Rolls out in a drawer. A MORGUE ATTENDANT eyes Giles. Detective Winslow stands nearby.
Have you had breakfast?
That was probably a good idea.
The Morgue Attendant pulls the sheet off of the body, revealing Philip, the man killed in the Teaser.
A look of RECOGNITION crosses Giles’ face and he reacts, visibly upset.
Do you know him?
Giles stares hard, then:
Yes. I mean, I did. His name is Philip
Henry. He was a friend of mine in London.
I haven’t spoken to him in twenty years.
Can you think of any reason he might
have wanted to contact you?
Giles pauses for a bit, fixated on something.
REVEAL Giles is staring at a TATTOO on Philip’s forearm (the same tattoo Giles saw in his dream).
Do you know what that is? The tattoo?
Giles looks at the tattoo, at the police woman.
No. No, I don’t.
EXT. HOSPITAL LOADING DOCK – NIGHT
Buffy waits. Checks her watch. INSERT WATCH: it reads 9:03. Buffy looks around, concerned: no
“Don’t be late.” Sheesh.
Moves to a pay phone, drops in a quarter, dials. Gets a busy signal.
Giles, why is your phone busy when
you’re supposed to be here?
She punches 0.
Operator, can you check a line for me…
Then headlights wash across her face.
Never mind. Sorry.
She hangs up, moves back into the shadows, watching:
BUFFY’S POV – A STATION WAGON OR VAN
“Medical Transport” stencilled on the side. Pulls to a stop at the loading dock.
As the DRIVER gets out, moves to a couple of INTERNS (two guys in hospital scrubs, hospital tags on
the shirt pockets, one has a stethoscope around his neck). One of the INTERNS signs a clipboard the
Driver holds for him, the other hefts a large ice chest out of the van.
The Driver gets in his car and drives away. Buffy watches the YOUNG INTERNS head for the hospital
All’s well that ends with cute E.R.
doctors I always say.
She turns and starts away. Then stops.
Since when do doctors take deliveries?
Buffy sees the interns move past the back door and pick up their pace, heading down the side of the
building. She moves into action, vaulting off the wall or over something interesting in the set and
closing the gap.
ANGLE – SIDE OF BUILDING
One of the “Interns” rips off his stethoscope and pulls a blood bag out of the ice chest the other one
carries. They’re heading towards a MUSCLE CAR parked nearby. The driver of that car steps out. He
is a vampire.
Hey, no sampling the product.
The “intern” (let’s call him vamp 1 from now on since now he’s a vamp) ignores the driver, bites into
the bag. The other intern, (call him vamp 2) growls at him.
Then a shadowy figure leaps on vamp 1 from behind.
And now Buffy runs, pulling out a stake, leaping into the air, coming down on the shadowy figure’s
back, about to sink the stake, when he turns and she recognizes:
She holds up with the stake just in time.
Buffy! Look out!
Vamp-driver RAMS shoulder-first into Buffy, taking her to the ground. He turns on Angel who hits him
real darn hard.
Vamp 1 dives for Buffy, gets a stake. Vamp 2 comes at Angel who uses Vamp 2’s velocity to whip him
around and send him towards Buffy.
Buffy stakes him, too. A ROARING ENGINE causes them to look over at the muscle car as vamp-
driver roars away.
How did you know about this?
It’s delivery day. Everybody knows about this.
(re: ice chest of blood bags)
They only ruined one bag.
Can you make sure the hospital gets the rest?
I’m worried about Giles. He was
supposed to meet me here.
Maybe he’s late.
Giles? Who counts tardiness as the
eighth deadly sin?
EXT. GILES’ APARTMENT – NIGHT – STOCK
INT. HALL OUTSIDE GILES’ APARTMENT – NIGHT
Buffy, fresh from the fight, moves down the hall, listens at the door for a moment. Hears Giles’
Are you certain she didn’t leave a
forwarding number? I’ve been on the
phone for hours, this is a matter of
life and —
Buffy knocks. A couple of beats, then Giles opens the door a CRACK, stares out at Buffy. He’s
unshaven, in shirtsleeves, looking a good deal more rumpled than we’ve ever seen him.
Buffy. It’s late, are you all right?
I was going to ask you the same thing.
Yes, fine. I’m afraid I’m rather busy.
I’ll see you Monday at school —
He tries to shut the door. She stops it.
Giles, did you forget about the hospital?
Vampires? Bags of blood in handy carry
Oh. Are you all right? Were you hurt?
No. I mean, my feelings a little.
Nothing. Nothing’s wrong, I’m in the
middle of an extremely important
matter and I’m sorry but I’m just
going to have to say good night now.
And he forces the door closed. She hears him LOCK it from inside. Then footsteps. Then his MUFFLED
VOICE again on the phone.
Are you still there? Yes, any number,
a relative, anything…
Buffy stares at the door for a beat. Then turns and goes. Hold the door.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – NIGHT
The lights are dimmed, the shades drawn. Giles is tense, finishes dialing a number on the phone. He
HEARS a ring and then an answer.
I’m sorry to disturb you, I realize
it’s five in the morning there but
I’m trying to reach Deirdre Page. My
name is Rupert Giles, she knows me,
it’s very important…
Giles listens for a beat, his face falling.
I’m terribly sorry, I didn’t know..
when did she pass away? Oh dear, that
recently. We were friends when we
were young… my condolences.
Giles hangs up. Worst fears realized. He slumps down in a chair. There’s a bottle and a glass. He
drinks something strong from the glass, then turns his attention to:
A LIST – with a few names on it.
The first two are CROSSED OUT: Thomas Sutcliffe, Philip Henry. Giles crosses a line through the
third: Deirdre Page.
Then he looks lower on the list and we see the two names left: Ethan Rayne and Rupert Giles.
Giles, distraught, moves to a mirror with a pitcher of water and a bowl in front of it. He rolls up his
sleeves. That’s when we see:
THE TATTOO on his arm, identical to the one on Philip’s arm.
Giles fills his hands with cold water and splashes it on his face. He stares at himself in the mirror.
So… you’re back.
EXT. MORGUE – NIGHT – STOCK
Establishing. Quiet. Dark.
INT. MORGUE – SAME TIME – NIGHT
It’s late at night, no one is around. The CAMERA MOVES towards the drawers on the wall and centers
INSIDE THE DRAWER
Looking down on Philip, who lies there. Still dead. Then a hand pulls the sheet back, a hand that can
only belong to Philip. His eyes open. And begin to GLOW.
END OF ACT ONE
INT. MORGUE – NIGHT
The morgue attendant carries a clipboard as he heads to the wall of drawers. He OPENS a drawer,
looks at a temperature gauge, jots something on the clipboard, and closes the drawer.
He goes to another drawer and does the same.
He moves to a third drawer, opens it, and REACTS, startled.
TILT DOWN to REVEAL the drawer is empty.
TILT BACK UP and REVEAL PHILIP, standing behind the attendant in a very un-dead way. Philip is
shirtless and, presumably, corpse-naked. He looks like shit, being dead and all.
Philip THROWS A SHEET over the attendant’s head and LIFTS him into the air. As the attendant
STRUGGLES beneath the sheet, Philip stuffs him into the drawer and closes it. It CLICKS SHUT,
locking the attendant in.
Philip SHAMBLES OUT. We hear the MUFFLED SCREAMS of the attendant as he helplessly POUNDS on
the inside of the drawer.
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – DAY – STOCK
The high school should be completely empty. Hoping we have this in stock.
This is not right.
INT. SUNNYDALE HIGH (HALL) – DAY
Calendar, Willow, Xander and Cordelia move down the hall.
School on a Saturday? That throws
off my internal clock.
When are we going to have to use
computers in real life, anyway?
Let’s see, there’s home, school,
Computers are on the way out. I
think paper is about to make a big
And the abacus.
Yeah. You don’t see enough abaci.
Jenny unlocks the classroom door (the room across from the library in fact) and they enter. Set up as
a computer lab.
INT. COMPUTER LAB – CONTINUOUS – DAY
All right, the first thing we want to
Huh? Did I fall asleep already?
He turns, sees Buffy in the door.
Ahhh. You miss your friends.
Sit here, Buffs. De-militarize the
zone between me and Cordelia.
And de-lice him while you’re at it.
Actually I wanted to talk to you for
Is something wrong?
Is it some crisis that requires instant
action — very far from here?
I’m not sure…
Think, dammit! Buffy, don’t make me beg.
Well, it’s Giles.
A loved one, good…
He’s all right, isn’t he?
I don’t know. He didn’t show up last
night when he was supposed to, and
then I went by his place and he was
acting… well, very Anti-Giles.
You went by his place? He has a place?
(off their looks)
Of course he has a… I just never
think of him living anywhere outside
the library. So there was weirdness?
He wouldn’t let me in. He looked
terrible. And I think he might have
been… uh, I think he was drinking.
He was home alone drinking?
But… tea, right?
It wasn’t tea, will.
Yup. I knew this would happen.
Nobody can be wound as straight and
narrow as Giles without a dark side
erupting. My Uncle Roary was the
stodgiest taxidermist you ever met —
by day — by night it was booze and
whores and fur flying… were there
He was alone.
Give it time.
None of you have noticed anything
different about him lately?
Haven’t seen anything weird?
He was perfectly normal yesterday
when I saw him talking to the police.
They all look at her.
And you waited until now to tell us
I didn’t think it was important.
We understand. It wasn’t about you.
What were the police talking to him
Don’t tell me, I know this one…
something about a… homicide.
I’m calling him right now.
INT. SCHOOL HALL – DAY
We TRACK with her across the hall and into:
INT. LIBRARY – AND GILES’ OFFICE – DAY
She heads for GILES’ OFFICE, is half inside (where we see the phone on his desk) when she hears a
NOISE. She looks up. ANOTHER NOISE, coming from the stacks. She heads up the stairs and into:
INT. LIBRARY – THE STACKS – DAY
Dark and eerie in here. Buffy MOVES in and out of the shadows and peers down one row. Something
moves behind her, she turns, nothing there.
She pins herself against a bookcase, MOVES to the end of the shelves, and checks another row.
Again, nothing. She turns and looks through a rack.
BUFFY’S POV: SOMEONE STARES BACK AT HER from the other side.
Buffy jumps back, startled, then realizes the bookcase is COMING DOWN on her. She ROLLS out of
the way before it CRASHES DOWN and sees the suspect SCRAMBLE away.
Buffy LEAPS over the downed bookcase and grabs him, spins him around. It’s ETHAN RAYNE. Buffy
doesn’t immediately recognize him. Then —
I know you, you ran that costume shop.
I’m pleased you remember.
You sold me that dress for Halloween
and nearly got us all killed.
But you looked great.
Buffy sends a RIGHT HOOK into his jaw. Ethan works his mouth back and forth.
So now we’re even?
I’ll let you know when we’re even.
I’m going to ask you once again and
then I’m pretty much going straight
to the pummeling: what are you doing
Honesty. Nice touch.
It’s one of my virtues.
I got a great idea…
Buffy grabs him.
…why don’t I just call the police
and have you arrested for breaking
and entering and get back to my fun
Yes, the police. They’ll have so many
questions — they’ll really need
Rupert to answer them all.
You know Giles?
We go back. Way back. You wouldn’t
happen to know where he is, would you?
Off Ethan’s look.
MORE MONTAGE – INT. BRONZE – NIGHTISH
(PRODUCTION NOTE: NUMBERS 3 and 4 ARE SHOT ON THEIR RESPECTIVE LOCATIONS) Rapid,
choppy images again, with the same LOUD MUSIC.
1) FLAMES, as in the first dream.
2) The possessed CREEPY CULT GUY, his demon visage engulfed in the flames, screaming in agony.
CREEPY CULT GUY
You’re marked. I’ll kill you for this!
I’ll kill you all!
3) CORPSE WOMAN (from the Teaser) stepping out of the shadows.
4) PHILIP’s corpse in the drawer. His eyes open and GLOW.
5) A pane of glass as it SHATTERS, revealing a PHONE which is, incongruously, RINGING.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – DAY
Giles BOLTS AWAKE as the phone continues to RING. Dressed in last night’s clothes, he was slumped
at the table, the bottle pretty well empty now. He looks like shit.
BUFFY – INT. LIBRARY – DAY
Buffy has the phone in one hand, Ethan’s collar in the other. Ethan’s shirt sleeve is rolled up,
revealing the tattoo we’ve been seeing.
Giles, it’s me.
Buffy. Unless this is an emergency,
I’ll see you in school on Monday —
What’s the Mark of Eyghon?
Giles turns ashen on the other end.
Cat got his tongue?
I’m in your office with someone who
claims to be an old friend of yours:
He’s there with you?
Giles glances down at his list and ETHAN’S NAME on it.
Buffy, listen to me. You’re in great
danger with Ethan there. I want you
to put down the phone and get out of
the library as quickly as possible.
I’m not going anywhere until you
start giving me some answers —
Philip CRASHES through a window in Giles’ office. He is dressed in the clothes in which he was killed.
Glass SHATTERS and FLIES. Philip comes for him. Ethan puts Buffy between himself and Philip.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – SAME TIME – DAY
Giles yells into the phone:
He listens for half a beat to the sounds of destruction, then drops the phone and runs out of frame.
INT. LIBRARY – DAY
Buffy roundhouse kicks (or punches) Philip. It doesn’t have much effect on him. He turns his wrath
INT. LIBRARY – DAY
Buffy fights Philip. She “lets” Philip back her towards the book cage — actually setting him up.
Ethan jumps the front desk, makes a run for the library doors as Xander, Cordelia, Willow and Jenny
(to Xander, re: Ethan)
Don’t let him get away!
Xander grabs Ethan and a small wrestling match ensues.
Philip lunges at Buffy, she ducks under his big arms and boots him into the cage, slamming and
locking the cage door on him.
Ethan breaks free of Xander, makes a bee-line for the exit, and is stopped by Cordelia, who kicks him
in the knee and sends him to the floor.
That’ll teach you to mess with me
when I’ve got a… girl.
INT. LIBRARY – A LITTLE LATER – DAY
Philip paces in the cage, looking very dead and scary. Willow watches him from a safe distance. As do
Xander, Cordelia, Jenny and Ethan.
I’m not getting close enough to feel
his pulse, but I’ve gotta say he looks
Except for the walking around and
attacking Buffy part.
Sorry, Philip. Really I am.
You know him?
Hey, you don’t speak until we tell
you to speak.
Uh, Cordelia, I did tell him to speak.
Giles RUSHES in.
Is everyone all right?
Super. I kicked a guy.
Dead guy there interrupted our tutorial.
Been meaning to thank you for that.
Philip makes a terrible sound in his throat. Xander takes a GIANT step back. Giles studies Philip.
It… can’t be.
Oh yes it can. Hello, Ripper.
I thought I told you to leave town.
You did. I didn’t. Shop’s lease is paid
through the end of the month.
Cordelia turns to Xander.
Why’d he call him Ripper?
Giles grabs Ethan. Pretty roughly. The gang’s never seen him like this before.
You should have left when I told you!
You’ve put these people in danger.
These are people I care about.
Again Cordelia turns to Xander.
Wow, even me?
Xander gives a quick shake of his head: “no”.
If you care so much about them why
didn’t you leave town. I know you’ve
been having the dreams, I have, we
both know what’s coming.
Giles glares at Ethan, then lets him go. Buffy moves next to him.
What dreams, what’s going on?
Tell her, Ripper.
Buffy looks from Ethan to Giles.
SUDDENLY: Philip KICKS open the cage door. Hurls Calendar into the wall. She hits her head and
FALLS to the ground, unconscious.
Ethan looks truly frightened of Philip and runs for the door.
Willow and Cordelia scramble out of the way as Buffy punches and kicks Philip.
Xander slides a book cart behind Philip. Buffy stomps Philip into it. He goes over the book cart and
lands on the floor. He starts to get up. Buffy moves in for further carnage, but Philip’s body begins to
Philip collapses on the floor and (C.G.I. EFFECT) liquefies. They react.
That’s something you don’t see
Oh my god! I’ll be in therapy till
The liquid moves across the floor. Eerie. Giles has knelt down, the unconscious Jenny cradled in his
TIGHTER ANGLE – No one notices Jenny’s hand on the floor as a tiny trickle of the liquid touches it.
Her hand TWITCHES.
Calendar starts to come to.
(holding her head)
Careful, careful. Can you stand?
I think so.
Giles helps her to her feet.
(sotto; to Xander)
This is what happens when you have
school on Saturday.
Calendar gets her balance.
Here, lean on me.
And she does. Her arms go around him. He holds her for a beat.
It’ll be all right…
Over his shoulder, we see her face. She seems to relax a little at his words.
I believe you.
Then we (and only we) see her eyes. AS THEY begin to GLOW.
END OF ACT TWO
INT. LIBRARY – A MOMENT LATER – DAY
Calendar (who looks and acts very Calendar-like for the moment) leans on the table, wash cloth to
her head. Giles is
next to her.
How’s your head?
Buffy moves near Giles. He looks at her, uncomfortable, tense.
Giles, what’s going on?
It’s… complicated, Buffy, and frankly
I don’t care from private, I care from
dead guys attacking us, I care from
you Lost Weekending in your apartment.
I wasn’t… I just had to work out
Solution is good. Why don’t we share?
What’s the mark of Eyghon?
Jenny moans a little, rubs her head with the washcloth.
This is not your battle, and as your
watcher, I’m telling you in no
uncertain terms: stay out of it. I’ve
got to get Jenny home.
Home. That sounds so good right now.
Giles takes her arm and walks her to the door. They head out, Buffy staring hard after them.
Buffy takes control, handing out orders:
We have work to do. Willow, I want
you to find out anything and
everything you can about the mark
So what Giles just said about staying
out of it —
Thrill, as I ignore it completely.
He needs our help and he’s going to
I can try the net, but the mark of
Eyghon sounds like a Giles and his
books kind of deal.
So we hit the books.
Buffy follows Willow, as she heads for the books.
Xander, how do you feel about rifling
through Giles’ personal files, see if
you can shed some light.
I feel pretty good about it. Does
that make me a sociopath?
Buffy hits the books herself. Cordelia moves next to her, impatient. Buffy finally notices her.
What about me? I care about Giles.
Work with Xander.
Well, when I say “care”, I mean —
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – DUSK (OKAY, NIGHT)
Jenny and Giles.
Thanks for bringing me here. I’m not
quite ready to be home alone just yet.
Giles nods, hands her a glass. She drinks, makes a face.
(drinks some more)
You need it after what you’ve been
She nods innocently.
Jenny, I’m so sorry about this. I never
meant for you to get involved in any
So I got involved. That’s what happens
when two people… get involved.
She moves closer. It looks for a moment like he might kiss her, then:
I will have to get you home, soon.
It’s not — I’m not a safe person to
be around right now.
Nothing’s safe in this world, Rupert.
Don’t you know that by now?
She looks up at him. And for the first time he seems to relax a little, Jenny’s made him feel
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Willow plows through an UNBELIEVABLE STACK of Giles’ books on the long table. She suddenly hits
one of the books rather hard.
Ah! Aha! It’s not Egyptian it’s Etruscan,
mistaken for Egyptian by the design
pattern but any fool can see it pre-dates
Willow shows Buffy a DRAWING IN THE BOOK, THE MARK OF EYGHON. The demon as we’ve seen it
in the tattoos.
Look at this: the Mark Of Eyghon,
worn by his initiates.
“Eyghon, also called the Sleepwalker,
can only exist in this reality by
possessing an unconscious host.
Temporary possession imbues the host
with a euphoric feeling of power.”
What about not temporary?
“Unless the proper rituals are observed,
the possession is permanent, and Eyghon
will be born from within the host.”
I’m guessing, “Eew.”
Hey, listen. “Once called, Eyghon
can also take possession of the dead,
but its demonic energy soon
disintegrates the host and it must
jump to the nearest dead or
unconscious person to continue living.”
I still don’t understand what this
has to do with Giles.
(has been skimming)
Well, I don’t know about Giles, but
ancient sects used to induce
possession for bacchanals and orgies.
Okay, “Giles” and “orgies” in the same
sentence. Coulda lived without that.
Wait a minute. The dead guy. He’s
all puddly now.
So the demon is gone. There was no
one dead to jump into. I mean, we’re
all not dead, right?
No one dead…
She looks at Xander, who picks up her train of thought.
But someone unconscious.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – NIGHT
CLOSE ON: a phone jack as a HAND rips the jack out of the wall.
Jenny drops the wire (which we see leads to the now useless phone) to the floor as Giles enters from
the kitchen with two cups of tea.
What was that?
What was what?
I thought I heard something.
Drink it and then I’ll take you home.
You could take me home…
(sets tea down)
…or you could take advantage of me
in my weakened state.
INT. GILES’ OFFICE – NIGHT
The desk and files are a mess. Xander is pouring through them. Willow and Cordelia watch Buffy on
Thank you, operator.
Buffy slams the phone down.
No answer at Ms. Calendar’s and
Giles’ line is out of order. I’m
getting over there.
INT. GILES’ APARTMENT – NIGHT
Giles and Jenny, as before.
Jenny, I am attracted to you…
But this isn’t the right time.
There’s never been a better time.
She puts her arms around him. They kiss. He gives in for a beat, then pulls back.
No, it’s not right, I’d be taking
Jenny smiles. Not a particularly pleasant smile.
God, you don’t change, do you.
“It’s not right, wouldn’t be proper…”
And then her voice changes — merges actually, with a DEEP MAN’S VOICE. A scary voice. That of a
“… people might get hurt.”
Giles tries to take a step back, alarmed. But Calendar’s hand holds his arm like iron.
“You’re like a woman, Ripper, you cry
at every funeral. You never had the
strength for me, you don’t deserve
me. But guess what, you’ve got me —
UNDER YOUR SKIN!
She PULLS him close. He tries to resist but she’s suddenly very strong. She kisses him hard on the
And now we see the patches of her skin where the DEMON EYGHON has begun to break through.
Putrid flesh, sores, devil’s skin. Ridges on her forehead. Not a pretty girl.
Was it good for you?
She grabs him and RAMS HIS HEAD into a wall. She holds him up to her face.
You never had the stomach. But
that’s okay, I’m about to rip it out.
She hurls him into a wall.
The front door is KNOCKED OPEN, lock splintering. Buffy comes flying in. Demon Jenny turns and
hisses. Buffy takes a moment to absorb the hideousness of what she’s seeing, then sends Demon
Jenny sprawling backwards with a KICK to the midsection.
Buffy stands in front of Giles, blocking Demon Jenny’s way to him.
Back off. Just stay back.
Demon Calendar looks at Buffy, then at Giles.
Three down, two to go! Be seeing you.
She DIVES through a window.
EXT. GILES APARTMENT – NIGHT
(PRODUCTION NOTE: This is actually a SMALL facade with a second story window on stage — until
the budget kills it — which Demon Jenny comes flying out of and drops from sight.)
INT. GILES APARTMENT – NIGHT
Buffy kneels down to Giles, who is badly injured. Blood runs down his forehead, and his arm is
Are you all right?
Jenny… Oh, God…
Giles, how do we stop this thing?
God, what have I done?
Talk to me! Giles, you’re scaring me.
There is real helpless fear in his surrogate daughter’s voice. He comes to, stares at her — but can do
no more. Finally:
Don’t be sorry! Be Giles! Come on,
we fight monsters. They show up,
they scare us, I beat them up, and
they leave. This isn’t any different.
It is different.
Because you don’t know how to stop it.
Because I created it.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Xander enters from Giles’ office.
Did you find anything?
The most meticulous banking and phone
records you’ve ever seen, and this.
He pulls out a PHOTO and shows it to the others.
Apparently Giles wasn’t always Giles.
Wow, was he like in a band?
Once upon a time boys and girls,
Giles was us.
On the PHOTO: GILES as a young PUNK TEENAGER. Circa 70’s.
I was twenty-one…
INT. GILES APARTMENT – NIGHT
Buffy has gotten Giles to the couch where he sits in the darkened apartment, telling her his story.
She’s bandaging his arm.
Studying history at Oxford and of
course the occult by night. I hated
it. The boring grind of school, the
pressure of my “destiny”. So I
dropped out. I went to London, fell
in with the worst crowd that would
have me. We practiced magicks.
Small stuff, for pleasure or gain.
And then Ethan and I discovered
something a little bigger.
Yes. We put one of us into a deep
sleep and the others would summon
him. It was an extraordinary high.
God, we were fools.
You couldn’t control it.
One of us, Randall, he lost control.
Eyghon took him whole. We tried to
exorcise the demon from Randall, but
it killed him. We killed him.
We thought we were free of the demon
after that. But it’s back. And one
by one it will kill us all.
Three down, two to go.
Then it’s going after Ethan. I better
beat it there.
You’re barely mobile and speed is
of the serious essence.
Buffy, I don’t know how to stop it
without… without killing Jenny.
I got the guys working on it. I’ll
try to contain her till we can figure
She starts out.
EXT. SUNNYDALE STREET – NIGHT
A LITTLE DOG trots down the sidewalk, HAPPY and CAREFREE.
REVEAL the dog is being walked by its owner, a MAN equally happy and carefree. The dog starts
SNARLING at something.
Whoa there, Spritzer. It’s okay.
The dog BARKS uncontrollably at someone in the SHADOWS.
Come on, there’s nothing to be afraid of.
(then, to unseen person)
Spritzer’s a friendly little guy. He really
The person steps out of the shadows: it’s DEMON CALENDAR, who looks even more Hellish than
before. Her flesh hangs loosely, the sores on her face have opened up, and the forehead ridges
protrude further out. She speaks in her
I really like dogs.
The man becomes less happy and carefree. Demon Calendar SNATCHES the leash from his hand. The
man slowly backs away.
The man’s eyes go wide. He turns and BOLTS for his life. We WATCH HIM GO as we hear:
The dog BARKING. Then YELPING. Then a more horrible sound:
INT. ABANDONED COSTUME SHOP – LATER THAT NIGHT
Buffy comes inside and looks around. The place is DARK, EMPTY, and spooky, dress mannequins
break up the space, looking like so many dead people.
Buffy cautiously moves further in. She hears a NOISE and SPINS around. Nothing. Or did something
move behind one of the mannequins?
I’m not here to hurt you… I’m sorry
to say. Giles told me everything.
It’s coming for you. We’ve got to
Ethan APPEARS behind her.
And you came to protect me. I’m
Buffy spins around.
Don’t worry, it’s nothing personal:
to protect Giles I have to protect you.
How does Ripper inspire such goodness?
Because he’s Giles.
And I’m not. Still, lucky me.
Well, we can’t run. Eyghon will find
us. This mark might as well be a
That’s all right. I’m not big on
Aren’t we manly.
One of us is. You’re gonna hide till
Is there a way in through the back?
There’s a door, but it’s locked. I think
Well, we can set you up back there.
He gestures for her to go. Buffy moves towards the back.
Ethan steps behind her. And now we see the board in his hands. Which he brings up sharply and
cracks her on the head with. Hard. She falls to the ground. He stares down at her.
END OF ACT THREE
INT. ABANDONED COSTUME SHOP – LATER – NIGHT
PUSH PAST the creepy mannequin shapes and ETHAN (whistling a jaunty tune as he works) to
BUFFY, lying face down on a long, narrow table. Her ankles are TIED TOGETHER, and her arms are
wrapped around the table with her wrists TIED TOGETHER underneath it. Ethan finishes tying her as
she comes to.
Wakey, wakey. You don’t want to miss
You know what? I’m not real
interested in joining your club.
Too late. I already voted you in.
I hope you appreciate this is nothing
personal, Buffy. I actually kind of
like you. It’s just…
He grabs a LARGE, ominous-looking NEEDLE off a tray and dips it in ink.
I like myself more. You know, if you
look at it karmically, this is very
big for your soul: you’re taking my
place with the demon, giving so that
others may live.
I’m going to kill you. Will that blow
the whole karma thing?
He pulls Buffy’s hair away, revealing the back of her neck.
Now, you might feel a slight sting at
first. But that’ll go away once the
searing pain kicks in.
He begins CARVING THE TATTOO into the back of Buffy’s neck.
ANGLE: BUFFY’S FACE
as she grimaces and grits her teeth.
You can go ahead and scream.
INT. LIBRARY – NIGHT
Willow is still absorbed in books. As she reads, she brings a cup of tea into frame, sips. Cordelia and
Xander scour the books.
We have to figure out how to kill
this thing. And we have to do it
That’s for a heretic.
Oh, yeah. Okay, bury a potato. No,
that’s for warts.
(looking at the cover)
Who writes these things?
Duhh. I’ve got the solution, right here.
(points to her book)
To kill a demon, cut its head off.
Great work, Cor.
You could have done it — not really.
Yeah, we’ll just find Ms. Calendar
and then we’ll decapitate her. She
can be the first headless computer
teacher, think anyone’ll notice?
You know what you need, Xander —
besides a year’s supply of acne
cream — a brain.
That’s it, twelve years of you, I’m
snapping. I don’t care you’re a girl,
I’m throwing down.
(gets in a fight stance)
I’ve seen you fight, don’t think I
can’t take you.
Give it your best shot!
Willow has a huge book in her hands which she slams down on the table in front of them. It’s loud
and it gets their attention.
Heyyy! We don’t have time for this.
Our friends are in trouble. Now we
have to put our heads together and
get them out of it. And if you two aren’t
with me a hundred and ten percent then
get the hell out of my library!
She points at the door, dramatically. Xander and Cordelia hang their heads, chastened.
We’ll be good.
We’ve done the research, we’ve got to
think how to use it.
Okay, what if we find another dead
body for the demon to jump into?
(picking up on it)
Yeah. At the cemetery.
That won’t kill the demon; it’ll just
give it a change of scenery.
Xander and Cordelia sag.
Oh! Oh! Oh! I’ve got it!
She runs out the door. Xander and Cordelia start to follow.
INT. ABANDONED COSTUME SHOP – A BIT LATER – NIGHT
Ethan wipes the back of Buffy’s neck with a cloth and we see the completed TATTOO, the now
familiar mark of Eyghon.
Perhaps I missed my calling as an artist.
Listen to me, Ethan. This is a BAD
IDEA. You’re dealing with something
But this’ll throw Eyghon off my
I’m not talking about Eyghon.
Ethan reaches towards the tray and grabs a bottle of ACID. Buffy looks alarmed, struggles with her
Gosh, you are spunky. Relax, I’m
done with you. It’s my turn now…
Ethan smiles at her, then pours acid on his own tattoo. Of course we cut tastefully away as he
GRIMACES and MOANS as he works.
ANGLE: BENEATH THE TABLE
Buffy searches around with her fingers. She feels a NAIL protruding slightly from the inside edge.
She begins to dig her fingernail into the wood, trying to jar the nail loose.
INT. GILES APARTMENT – NIGHT
Giles stumbles toward the door, putting his coat over his shoulder. He’s very WOOZY from Demon
Jenny’s beating. He goes up a step or two, then stumbles, falls to the floor and we FLASH TO:
ANOTHER SERIES OF VISIONS
(production note: these are taken from scenes we’ll be shooting)
1) The PHOTO of young Giles.
2) The TATTOO.
3) The possessed CREEPY CULT GUY, all demony, engulfed in the flames.
4) Deirdre (Corpse Woman) SCREAMING.
5) A SHATTERING WINDOW as DEAD PHILIP CRASHES through.
6) DEMON CALENDAR making her way through the DARK NIGHT.
7) Buffy, tied to the table.
8) The TATTOO on the back of her neck.
Giles WAKES UP with a jolt.
Ethan… Oh, no…
With great effort, he rises, stumbles to the door, and STAGGERS OUT.
INT. ABANDONED COSTUME SHOP – LATER – NIGHT
Ethan has finished burning the tattoo off of his arm.
ANGLE: BENEATH THE TABLE
Buffy has the nail out and is using it to cut the rope that binds her wrists.
ETHAN wraps a bandage around his arm.
I hate to mutilate and run but…
He heads for the door, stops, seeing:
ANGLE: THE DOOR
An EERIE GREEN LIGHT spills from beneath it as the door starts to RUMBLE. Ethan backs away. Fast.
The door SHOOTS OPEN, seemingly on its own. Demon Calendar stands there, bathed in light.
Demon Calendar steps inside. The door SHUTS behind her as she moves towards Ethan.
It is your time.
Ethan stands frozen. Demon Calendar gets nose-to-nose with him. Then JERKS her head and STARES
right at Buffy. And leaps.
ANGLE: BENEATH THE TABLE
Buffy cuts through the rope.
Buffy ROLLS off the table as Demon Calendar lands on it. Buffy rocks onto her back and UPENDS the
table by KICKING IT with her still-bound feet. Demon Calendar falls away.
Buffy RIPS the rope off her ankles and stands to face Demon Calendar, with the table between them.
Demon Calendar picks up the table and uses it to push Buffy back, PINNING HER against the wall.
Buffy strains to escape. She’s trapped.
REVEAL Giles is there.
Demon Calendar HEAVES the table aside. It crashes and SPLINTERS near Ethan, who now crouches
in a corner.
Buffy, get out of here!
Demon Calendar goes for Giles.
Buffy tries to move between them. Demon Calendar raises her hand and TOUCHES HER FINGER to
A SURGE OF ENERGY rushes through the touch, and Buffy is THROWN across the room.
Demon Calendar TOSSES Giles to the ground and STRADDLES him.
I’ve been waiting a long time to do this.
Suddenly, Demon Calender is TACKLED off Giles —
Willow, Xander, and Cordelia RUN in just in time to see Angel STRANGLING THE LIFE OUT of Demon
Calendar. Giles starts toward her, but Willow stops him.
He’s killing her.
Trust me. This is going to work…
Demon Calendar claws at Angel’s hands as she GASPS for breath. She looks up at Angel. Their eyes
Demon Calendar HOWLS out in pain as Angel is THROWN off her. She rolls away, COUGHING and we
She’s back to being JENNY.
Did we kill it?
Angel CRIES OUT. His eyes GLOW.
It’s in Angel!
(much less confidently)
This is going to work.
They watch as Angel’s FACE MORPHS:
The Demon. The Vampire. Regular Angel. Alternating between the three as an INTERNAL BATTLE
Finally, the demon SCREAMS OUT and FADES AWAY.
Angel falls to the ground. Buffy and Willow rush over to him. Ethan takes the opportunity to sneak
Giles has recovered and struggles to his feet. He goes to Calendar and takes her in his arms.
It’s okay. I’ve got you.
Buffy and Willow help Angel to his feet, Buffy putting it together:
You knew that if the demon was in
danger it would jump into the nearest
Willow nods, even smiles.
I put it in danger.
And it jumped.
But I’ve had a demon inside me for a
couple hundred years just waiting for
a good fight.
Winner and still champion.
Uh, I think that Ethan guy disappeared.
Darn. I really wanted to hit him
till he bled.
Well, at least it’s over.
Buffy looks at:
ANGLE: GILES AND JENNY
as he helps her to the door. It’s not over for him.
EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH – DAY
Xander, Buffy, and Willow walk along.
The worst thing is, I was saving up
for some very important shoes. Now
I gotta blow my allowance getting
this stupid tattoo removed. I just
hope mom doesn’t see it first.
Putting the demon into Angel was
pretty brill, Will.
I wasn’t sure it would work.
But it did.
Like a charm.
Maybe you should consider a career as
Oh no, I don’t think I could take the
And the dental plan is crap.
I don’t know how Giles does it.
I don’t think he has a choice.
She looks off at:
as he hurries to enter a school building.
INT. HALL – DAY
Jenny enters, Giles moves to Jenny.
Jenny. Jenny —
I tried to call you last night. See
how you were.
Yeah, I left the phone off the hook.
I seem to need a lot of sleep lately.
But you’re alright? Is there something
(shakes her head)
I’m fine. I mean, I’m not “running
around, wind in my hair, the hills
are alive with the Sound of Music”
fine, but I’m coping.
I would like to help.
Perhaps we could talk some time.
Have dinner, or a drink — when
you’re feeling stronger.
Sure. Some time.
He moves to put his hand on her arm. She flinches, jerking subtly away. He puts his arm down.
Yeah, some time… I better get to class.
Buffy approaches him.
How is she?
The hills are not alive.
I’m sorry to hear that… I think…
I don’t imagine she’ll ever really
forgive me. Maybe she shouldn’t.
Maybe you should.
I never wanted you to see that side
I’m not gonna lie. It was scary. I’m used
to you being, you know, The Grown-up.
And then I find out that you’re a person.
Most grown-ups are.
Who would’ve thought?
Some of them are even very short-
sighted, foolish people.
So after all this time it turns out
we do have something in common.
Which, apart from being a little
weird… is kind of okay.
He is quiet — too grateful to say anything just yet.
I think we’re supposed to be
Uh, yes. Need to concentrate on your
(holds up CD)
I got the perfect music.
He eyes the CD.
Go on, you know you want to say it.
A moment, then he dives in:
That isn’t music, it’s just meaningless sounds.
There. Feel better?
Yes, thank you.
They head off.
The Bay City Rollers, now that’s music.
(an “I don’t know you” look)
END OF SHOW
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 School at night. A man in a suit with a briefcase is
walking past a school building at a brisk, determined pace. He stops for
a moment and looks around. Behind him to his left a door opens, and a
school custodian comes out with a trashcan.
Custodian: Can I help you?
Philip: Rupert Giles! I need to see him!
Custodian: Mr. Giles, uh, he’s our librarian. Next building over, first
door on your left.
Philip rushes off without a word of thanks.
Custodian: (sarcastically) You’re welcome. (dumps the trash)
Philip continues at his brisk pace and finds the outside library door.
He continues toward it, but stops in his tracks when he hears a twig
being crushed behind him and turns to look. He hears a moan, but sees
nothing and checks the other way again. Behind him he hears breathing
and turns back again, and sees a woman in the shadows.
Philip: Oh, God!
Slowly she walks into the light. She is dead and rotting. Her eyes flash
Philip quickly backs up and doesn’t see the curb behind him. He trips
over it and falls, dropping his briefcase. He scrambles to his feet and
runs to the library door. He pounds on it and yanks at the doorknob, but
Philip: Help! Help! Somebody, please!
Diedre slowly advances on him.
Philip: (to himself) God, no! (loud) Help!
Cut inside. Buffy is doing step aerobics to a techno beat. Giles is
sitting at the table with his hands to his ears, not relishing the
music. He raises his head.
Giles: (loudly over the music) Must we have this noise during your
Buffy: It’s not noise! It’s music!
Giles: I know music. Music has notes. This is noise.
Buffy: I’m aerobicising! I must have a beat!
Giles: (under the music) Wonderful. You work on your muscle tone while
my brain dribbles out of my ears.
Cut outside. Philip is still pounding on the door.
Philip: Help! Help! Please!
Diedre continues to advance on him.
Philip: Help me, somebody, please!
Diedre has closed the gap. Philip turns to face her with horror in his
eyes. She puts her hands up to the door on either side of him to prevent
his escape. He trembles with fear as she moves her hands onto his neck
and begins to choke him.
Cut inside. Buffy has finished her aerobics. She strolls to the table
and turns off her boom box.
Giles: Ahhh! Very good. And the rest is silence.
Cut outside. Philip falls from Diedre’s grip, dead. A moment later
Diedre collapses next to him. After she hits the pavement she
disintegrates into a puddle of slime. The puddle spreads out and into
Opening credits roll. Buffy’s theme plays.
~ ~ Part 1 ~ ~
A nightmare. Giles is flashing back to his youth. He has visions of
rituals and tattooing.
Young Giles: Time to go to sleep! (screams)
A vision of a demon. Cut to Giles’ bedroom. He wakes with a start. He
looks around as he sits up in bed, concerned but relieved to find it was
only a nightmare.
Cut to school. The camera pans down from above a tree to Buffy and
Willow sitting on a bench.
Buffy: I’m on a beach, but not one of those American beaches, one of
those island beaches where the water’s way too blue, and I’m laying on
my towel, and it’s just before sunset, and Gavin Rossdale’s massaging my
Willow: Oh, that’s good! Uh, I’m in Florence, Italy, I’ve rented a
scooter that’s parked outside, and I’m in a little restaurant eating
ziti, and there are no more tables left, so they have to seat this guy
with me, and it’s John Cusack!
Buffy: Ooo! Very impressive. You have such an eye for detail.
Willow: ‘Cause with the ziti!
Xander: (shows up) What are you two up to?
Buffy: Just having a quick game of ‘Anywhere But Here’.
Xander: Ooohhh. Amy Yip at the waterslide park.
Willow: You never come up with anything new.
Xander: I’m just not fickle like you two, okay? I’m constant in my
affections. Amy Yip at the waterslide park!
Willow: (to Buffy) Do you think Giles ever played ‘Anywhere But Here’
when he was in school?
They see him coming toward them.
Xander: Giles lived for school. He’s actually still bitter that there
are only twelve grades.
Buffy: He probably sat in math class thinking, ‘There should be more
math. This could be mathier.’
Willow: C’mon, you don’t think he ever got restless as a kid?
Buffy: Are you kidding? His diapers were tweed.
Xander chuckles. Buffy sees Giles about to walk by and calls out to him.
Giles: (turns and sees them) Oh! There you are. (comes over)
Buffy: Hey, morning. Say, is that tweed? (stares at his jacket)
Giles: (preoccupied) What? Oh, uh, yes. Um, now, uh, look, tonight is
very important, um… (heads inside)
Buffy: (follows) Now, that’s a surprise.
Cut to the halls. They follow Giles to the library.
Buffy: So, what’s on tap tonight that’s so important? Uprising,
prophesied ritual, preordained deathfest?
Xander: Ah, the old standards!
Giles: Um, a medical transport is delivering the monthly supply of
blood to the hospital.
Buffy: Mm. Vampire Meals-On-Wheels. (stops at her locker)
Giles: Hopefully not. Uh, we’ll meet outside the hospital at 8:30
sharp. I’ll bring the weaponry.
Buffy: I’ll bring the party mix!
Giles: Just don’t be late.
Buffy: Have I ever let you down?
Giles: Do you want me to answer that, or shall I just glare?
Jenny: (finds them) Morning, England.
Giles: Oh, hello, Ms., uh, uh, tuh, Jenny.
Willow: (to Xander, smiling) Feel the passion!
Xander: (smiles back) Mm-hm!
Willow: (coughs) Coughing, not speaking. (coughs more)
Jenny: (to Willow) We still on for tomorrow?
Willow smiles and nods.
Xander: What’s tomorrow?
Jenny: I’m reviewing some computer basics for the couple of students
who’ve fallen behind. Willow’s helping out for extra credit.
Xander: (chuckles) Those poor schlubs have to attend school on
Jenny: 9am okay with you, Xander?
Xander’s smile fades. Willow bobs her head in amusement.
Buffy: Got a bit of schlub on your shoe there.
Xander: Heh, heh.
Jenny: Well, Cordelia’s gonna meet us.
Xander: (dripping with sarcasm) Ooo, gang, did ya hear that? A bonus
day of class plus Cordelia! Mix in a little rectal surgery, and it’s my
best day ever!
Jenny: (to Giles) Walk me to class?
Giles: (a smile on his face) Pleasure.
Jenny and Giles head for her class. The others watch them go.
Buffy: Look at them.
Xander: A twosome of cuteness.
Willow: Can’t you just imagine them getting together?
Their expressions all change to ones of being grossed out. Cut to Giles
and Jenny walking.
Jenny: Oh! Thank you so much for loaning me the Forrester book. It’s
Giles: Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
Jenny: Yeah, it was so romantic, so evocative.
Giles: That edition was my father’s. I, I, I must’ve read it… twenty
Jenny: Yeah, y’know how you have to, to dog-ear your favorite pages so
you can go back to them?
Giles: Uh, uh, uh, what?
Jenny: Well, I mean, I-I practically had to fold back every single
page. So finally I just, I just started underlining all the pages I
really wanted to discuss.
Jenny: But then, of course, I spilled coffee all over it, I can’t even
Giles: (can’t believe it) It’s a first edition!
Jenny: I’m lying, Rupert. (smiles) The book’s fine. (holds it up) I
just love to see you squirm. (hands him the book)
Giles: (smiles in relief) Yes, well, I, uh… trust I gave good…
Jenny: Did anyone ever tell you you’re kind of a fuddy-duddy?
Giles: Nobody ever seems to tell me anything else.
Jenny: Did anyone ever tell you you’re kind of a sexy fuddy-duddy?
Giles: Well, no. Actually that, that part usually gets left out.
(smiles) I c-can’t imagine why.
Jenny: This weekend.
Giles: Would you like to go out?
Jenny: Mm, no, I think I’d like to stay in.
They draw together for a kiss as the bell rings. They touch lips, but
break it off as students begin pouring into the halls.
Giles: Uh, this, (clears his throat) Saturday, then.
Jenny: Saturday night. (clears her throat) I’ll see if I can make you
They look at each other for a moment before Giles heads off to his
Cut to the library. Giles walks in to discover a detective and two
police officers there.
Det. Winslow: Rupert Giles?
Det. Winslow: Detective Winslow. You’re gonna have to come with me.
Det. Winslow: There was a homicide on campus last night. The victim had
no identification, but he was carrying this slip of paper with your name
and address on it. (holds up the slip in a baggie)
Giles: (sets down his briefcase) My name?
Cordelia walks into the library.
Cordelia: Well, evil just compounds evil, doesn’t it? First I’m
sentenced to a computer tutorial on Saturday, now I have to read some
computer book… There are books on computers? Isn’t the point of
computers to replace books?
Giles: (cuts her off) Cordelia, I’m a little busy right now. (points
out the detective)
Cordelia: Oh! Great! (steps up to Det. Winslow) Can you help me with a
ticket? It’s totally bogus. It was a one-way street. I was going one
Giles: (raised voice) Cordelia!
Cordelia: What?! Why does everyone always yell my name? I’m not deaf!
And I can take a hint. (unsure) What’s the hint?
Giles: To come back later.
Cordelia: Yeah, when you’ve visited decaf land. (leaves)
Giles: (to Det. Winslow) Where do you want me to go?
Cut to the city morgue. The coroner opens one of the body storage doors
and pulls out the drawer.
Attendant: Have you had your breakfast?
Attendant: That was probably a good idea.
He pulls back the sheet to reveal Philip’s body. It’s bruised all over,
with two especially dark bruises on the throat. Giles looks down at him
Det. Winslow: Do you know him?
Giles: (whispers) Yes. Yes. I-I mean, I did. His name’s Philip Henry.
He was a friend of mine in London. I… I haven’t spoken to him in
Det. Winslow: Can you think of any reason why he might’ve wanted to
He sees the tattoo on Philip’s right arm near the inside elbow.
Det. Winslow: Do you know what that is? The tattoo.
Giles: (lies) No. No, I don’t.
Cut to the hospital ER entrance that night. Buffy is waiting on Giles.
Buffy: (exhales) ‘Don’t be late.’ Sheesh.
She walks over to a pay phone to try calling, but stops when she sees
the blood van pull up. The driver gets out with his clipboard as two ER
doctors come out to meet him.
Driver: Hey, fellas.
Buffy: All’s well that ends with cute ER doctors, I always say.
She watches them go to the back of the van and get out the insulated
container. They start back with the driver, and he gets back into the
van. Buffy realizes something’s wrong.
Buffy: Since when do doctors take deliveries?
The van backs out of the ambulance slot. The doctors wave to the driver.
Doctor: See ya.
The van drives off, and behind it a car engine starts and a pair of
headlights come on. The old convertible pulls up into the light as the
doctors set the container down. One of them opens the lid, takes out a
bag of blood and begins to suck on it. The driver of the car gets out.
Driver: Hey! No sampling the product!
The doctor vampire hisses, but puts the bag back down and drops the lid
closed. Buffy runs to attack. She kicks the first doctor vampire down,
then the second, and does a roundhouse kick to the driver’s face. The
first one gets up, and she tries kicking him again, but he grabs her leg
and throws her onto the hood of the car. She scissor kicks him in the
neck, and he staggers away and falls. A fourth vampire runs up as Buffy
gets up and takes out a stake. She turns to attack him.
Angel: Buffy! Look out!
He jumps up onto the car’s hood and leaps off to tackle the driver
vampire coming at her from behind. Angel punches him in the face, but he
stays up. The second vampire jumps up onto the hood and swings at Buffy.
She ducks the punch and jabs him in the chest. The first vampire jumps
up on the hood, too, and Buffy knocks him back off with a punch to the
face. She punches the second one in the face, too, and he falls down on
the hood on his back. She jumps off of the car and thrusts her stake
into the first vampire as he tries to get back up. The second one is off
the car again and grabs her by the shirt from behind. She swings around
with the stake and gets him in the chest also. Angel, in the mean time,
roundhouse kicks the driver and sends him spinning into the car. The
vampire quickly sits up in the driver’s seat and floors it as Angel
tries to chase him. The car races off, leaving Angel and the blood
behind. Buffy opens the lid to check on it.
Buffy: How did you know about this?
Angel: It’s delivery day. Everybody knows about this. They only ruined
Buffy stands up and looks after the car, which is long gone. Angel kicks
the lid back closed.
Buffy: Do you think you could make sure the hospital gets the rest?
She realizes whom she’s just asked to do that and raises her eyebrows at
him. Angel just nods, not insulted by the query.
Buffy: Thanks. I’m worried about Giles. He was supposed to meet me
Angel: Maybe he’s late.
Buffy: Giles? Who counts tardiness as, like, the eighth deadly sin?
Angel: Right. Go.
She gives him a final look and hurries off.
Cut to Giles’ apartment building. Buffy walks to his door and knocks.
Giles opens the viewport and looks out at her, then opens the door.
Giles: Buffy. I-it’s late. Uh, are you alright?
Buffy: I was gonna ask you the same thing.
Giles: Yes, I’m fine, fine. Look, I’m, uh, I’m rather busy a-at the
moment, so, uh, I’ll see you on Monday at, at school.
He starts to close the door. Buffy holds it open with her hand.
Buffy: Giles, did you forget? The hospital, vampires, handy carryout
packets of blood?
Giles: Oh! Yes, uh, are you alright? W-were you hurt?
Buffy: No. I mean, my feelings a little. What’s wrong?
Giles: Nothing, nothing, nothing’s wrong. I-I’m just in the, uh, middle
of something extremely important, and, uh, I’m sorry, but I’m gonna have
to say good night now.
He closes the door in her face, leaving her confused and taken aback.
She can hear Giles on the phone, but leaves him alone to his work. Cut
Giles: Yes, I’m, I’m sorry to disturb you. It’s, uh… I-I realize
it’s, uh, five in the morning there, um… Uh, I-I’m trying to reach
Diedre Page. My name is Rupert Giles, uh, uh, she knows me. It’s, it’s
very important. (listens to the bad news) I’m terribly sorry. I… I-I
didn’t know. W-when did she, uh, pass away? (listens more) Ohhhh. That
recently. (sits at his desk) Um, yes, yes, um, we were friends when we
were young. My condolences.
He hangs up the phone and stares off into space with his fingers to his
lips while he considers and remembers. He takes off his glasses and
reaches for his drink. The bottle next to it is in almost half empty
already. He gulps the rest from the glass and sets it back down. He
thinks another moment before grabbing his pen and crossing Diedre’s name
off of a list of five names: Thomas Sutcliff, Philip Henry, Diedre Page,
Ethan Rayne, Rupert Giles. He gets up and goes into his bathroom to the
sink in front of the mirror. He rolls up his sleeves, and on his left
arm just above the inside elbow is the same tattoo that Philip had. He
reaches into the sink full of water, cups his hands and splashes some on
his face. He looks up at himself in the mirror.
Giles: So. You’re back.
Cut to the city morgue. The camera slowly closes on the body storage
drawers. Cut inside Philip’s drawer. He reaches up and pulls the sheet
off of his face. His eyes glow yellow.
~ ~ Part 2 ~ ~
The city morgue. The morgue attendant is going through some paperwork
and checking on bodies. He opens one storage bay, checks the toe tag,
and closes it. He does the same for the next one. Then he opens
Philip’s, and discovers him missing. Suddenly a body bag comes down over
his head. He tries to struggle, but Philip is too strong for him. Philip
forces him into the storage bay and slams the door shut. He slowly
starts to make his way out of the morgue.
Cut to the hall at Sunnydale High. Jenny, Xander, Willow and Cordelia
head for the computer classroom.
Cordelia: This isn’t right. School on a Saturday. It throws off my
Xander: When are we gonna need computers for real life anyway?
Jenny: Hmm, let’s see. There’s home, school, work, games… (unlocks
the classroom door)
Xander: Y’know, computers are on the way out. I think paper’s gonna
make a big comeback.
Willow: And the abacus.
Xander: Yeah, you know, you don’t see enough abaci.
They all go into the room. Willow, Xander and Cordelia each take a seat
in front of a PC. Cordelia takes the one next to Xander.
Jenny: Alright, guys. The first thing we’re gonna do is… Buffy!
Buffy follows Jenny into the room.
Xander: Huh? Did I fall asleep already?
Willow: Aw, you miss your friends?
Xander: Uh, sit here, Buffs! (stands up) Demilitarize the zone between
me and Cordelia!
Cordelia: Yeah, and delouse him while you’re at it.
Buffy: (to Jenny) Actually I wanted to talk to you for a second?
Jenny: Something wrong?
Xander: Is there some crisis that requires instant action? Very far
Buffy: It’s Giles.
Jenny: Well, he’s alright, isn’t he?
Buffy: I don’t know. Uh, he didn’t show up when he was supposed to last
night, and then, when I went over to his place, he was acting… well,
very anti-Giles. He wouldn’t let me in, and he looked really bad. I-I
think he might’ve been… (doesn’t want to believe it) I think he was
Jenny: He was home alone drinking?
Willow: But… tea, right?
Buffy: Wasn’t tea, Will.
Xander: Yep, yep, I knew this would happen. Nobody can be wound as
straight and narrow as Giles without a dark side erupting. My Uncle
Roary was the stodgiest taxidermist you’ve ever met by day. By night,
it was booze, whores, and fur flying. Were there whores?
Buffy: He was alone.
Xander: Give it time.
Buffy: So, none of you guys have noticed anything different lately?
Jenny: Not really.
Buffy: Uh, you haven’t seen anything weird?
Cordelia: No, he seemed perfectly normal yesterday when I saw him
talking to the police.
Everyone stares at her.
Buffy: And you waited till now to tell us this because…?
Cordelia: I didn’t think it was important.
Xander: We understand. It wasn’t about you.
Jenny: Well, what were the police talking to him about?
Cordelia: Oh, don’t tell me, I know this one. Um… (thinks) Something
about… a homicide.
Buffy: That’s it. I-I’m calling him right now.
She goes to find a phone. Jenny rubs her head with worry.
Cut to the library. Buffy heads for Giles’ office when she hears
something in the stacks and stops in her tracks to look. She sees a
shadow move across one of the bookcases in the anteroom. She goes up the
stairs and through the French doors. Slowly she walks down the main
aisle, looking around and down each side aisle. As she passes one a man
watches her search. Buffy keeps looking. He sees her through a gap in
the books and puts his hands against the bookcase to push it over onto
her. She looks up and sees it’s Ethan, and dashes away just in time to
avoid being crushed under the bookcase. Ethan tries to make his escape,
but he’s limping heavily and can’t run. She grabs him by the arm and
turns him around.
Buffy: I know you! You were in that costume shop.
Ethan: Oh, I’m pleased you remember. (tries to go)
Buffy: (stops him) You sold me that dress for Halloween, and nearly got
us all killed!
Ethan: But you looked great.
She punches him squarely in the jaw.
Ethan: Owww! (straightens back up holding his jaw) So now we’re even?
Buffy: I’ll let you know when we’re even. What’re you doing here?
Ethan: Snooping around.
Buffy: Honesty. Nice touch.
Ethan: It’s one of my virtues. (smiles) Not really.
Buffy: I’ve got a great idea: why don’t I just call the police and have
you arrested for breaking and entering, and then I can get back to my
Ethan: Yes, the police. Well, they’ll have all those questions, and
they’ll really need Rupert to answer them all.
Buffy: You know Giles.
Ethan: We go back. Way back. You don’t happen to know where he is, do
Cut to Giles’ nightmare. The tattoo on his arm. Visions of a demon, of
Diedre in her rotted state, of eyes glowing yellow. His phone rings. Cut
to his apartment. He stirs at his desk and fumbles with the phone,
managing to pick up the receiver.
Buffy: (cut to her) Giles, it’s me.
Giles: (cut to him) (exhales) Buffy, u-unless this is an emergency,
I’ll see you on Monday.
Buffy: (cut to her) What’s the Mark of Eyghon?
Cut to Giles. He is surprised to hear those words from her. Cut to the
Ethan: Cat got his tongue?
Buffy: I’m in your office with someone who claims to be an old friend
of yours. (cut to Giles) Ethan Rayne?
Giles: He’s there with you? Listen, Buffy, you’re… you’re in grave
danger while Ethan’s there. I want you to (cut to Buffy) put the phone
down and get out of the library as soon as possible.
Buffy: I’m not going anywhere until you give me some answers!
Philip comes crashing through a window in Giles’ office. Ethan steps
behind Buffy and holds her in front of him.
Cut to Giles’ apartment. He grabs his glasses and runs from his
apartment. Cut to the library. Philip comes out of Giles’ office and
straight for Buffy. She kicks him in the chest and rolls over the
counter. He comes through the door and at her again. Ethan climbs over
the counter, too.
Xander comes in, followed by the others.
Buffy: Don’t let him get away!
Xander pushes Ethan up against the counter, but gets pushed aside. The
doors are held wide open by the women, and Ethan tries to make his
escape past them, but Cordelia knees him in the crotch and he collapses.
Buffy looks around for what to do with Philip and spots the open cage
door. She backs toward it, then turns and makes like she’s running in.
Philip hurries to follow, but she sidesteps the door and kicks him into
the cage as he runs by. She slams the door shut and locks it. Ethan is
still lying in pain on the floor.
Dissolve to later. Ethan is sitting in a chair at the table being
watched by Buffy. The others observe Philip. Willow has seen enough
and goes over to Buffy.
Willow: I’m not gonna get close enough to feel his pulse, but… he
Xander: Except for the walking and attacking Buffy part.
Ethan: He’s dead. Sorry, Philip. Really I am.
Giles barges into the library.
Giles: Is everyone alright?
Cordelia: Super! (proud of herself) I kicked a guy!
Jenny: We’re okay.
Xander: Deadguy here interrupted our tutorial. (to Philip) Been meaning
to thank you for that.
Philip jumps at him, and Xander backs off. Giles walks over to have a
look at Philip.
Giles: It can’t be!
Ethan: Yes, it can. (Giles turns to him) Hello, Ripper.
Giles: I thought I told you to leave town.
Ethan: You did. I didn’t. (Giles approaches him) Shop’s lease is paid
till the end of the month.
Cordelia: (to Xander) Uh, why did he call him Ripper?
Giles grabs Ethan by the hair on the back of his neck and lifts him out
of his chair.
Giles: You should’ve left when I told you.
Giles: You put these people in danger. The people I care about.
Ethan: If you cared so much about them, why didn’t you leave town?
(pushes Giles’ arm away) You’ve been having the dreams, I know. I have.
We both know what’s coming.
Buffy: What dreams?! What is going on here?!
Ethan: Tell her, Ripper.
Philip breaks the cage door and throws it open into Jenny, knocking her
out. Xander quickly moves away and pushes Cordelia with him.
He scrambles to her aid. Buffy gets between Ethan and Philip and kicks
him in the chest three times, forcing him back against the cage. He
slides down to the floor, but gets back up and comes for Buffy again.
Before he can reach her, his eyes go wide, he begins to convulse and he
collapses to the floor next to Jenny. He disintegrates into a puddle of
slime. It begins to spread out. Everyone stares.
Willow: Now, there’s something you don’t see everyday.
Cordelia: I’m gonna be in therapy till I’m thirty.
Buffy: (looks around) Where’s Ethan? (runs off) Where’d he go?
The slime oozes its way to Jenny, and her hand stirs when it makes
contact. She regains consciousness, and Giles helps her sit up.
Giles: Are you alright, Jenny?
Jenny: Ow! (cradles her head in her hand)
Giles: Can you stand? (helps her up)
Jenny: I think so.
Cordelia: This is what happens when you have school on Saturday.
Xander gives her a look.
Jenny: (unsteady) Mm.
Giles: Lean on me. (pulls her close) It’ll be alright.
Jenny: (pulls away to look at him) Promise?
Giles: I promise.
Jenny: I believe you.
She closes her eyes and leans on his shoulder, hugging him close. When
she opens her eyes again they glow yellow like cat’s eyes.
~ ~ Part 3 ~ ~
The library. Giles is at the table stroking Jenny’s hair as she rests
her head against her hand. Buffy comes striding back into the library.
Giles: How’s your head?
Buffy: I lost Ethan. Giles, what’s going on?
Giles: It’s complicated, Buffy, and quite frankly, it’s private.
Buffy: I don’t care from private! I care from dead guys attacking us. I
care from you lost weekending in your apartment.
Giles: I wasn’t… I was just trying to find a solution.
Buffy: Giles, share! What is the Mark of Eyghon?
Giles: Hey! (stares her down) This is not your battle! And as your
Watcher, (stands up) I’m telling you unequivocally to stay out of it!
Buffy can’t believe what she’s hearing.
Giles: I have to get Jenny home. (helps her up)
Jenny: Mm. Thank you.
She rests her head on his shoulder as the two of them walk from the
library. Buffy goes over to the others sitting and leaning on the
Buffy: We have work to do. Will, I want you to find out anything and
everything you can about the Mark of Eyghon.
Willow: I’ll try the ‘Net, but ‘Mark of Eyghon’ sounds like Giles and
his books sorta deal.
Buffy: Then we hit the books.
Willow heads up into the stacks.
Buffy: Xander, how do you feel about digging through some of Giles’
personal files and seeing what you can find?
Xander: I feel pretty good about it. Does that make me a sociopath?
Nah. (heads for the office)
Cordelia hops off of the counter and smiles at Buffy.
Buffy: (raises her brows) What?
Cordelia: What about me? I care about Giles.
Buffy: (thinks) Uh, work with Xander.
Cordelia: Well, when I say ‘care’, I, I mean…
Cordelia: Okay, okay! (walks to the office)
Buffy goes to do what she can to help, too.
Cut to Giles’ apartment building.
Jenny: Thanks for bringing me here. (cut inside the apartment) Not
quite ready to be home alone just yet.
She accepts a drink from Giles. He walks around the couch and sits down
next to her. She takes a sip of the drink.
Giles: Jenny, uh… I’m so very sorry about all of this. (sets down his
drink and takes off his glasses) I, uh… I never meant for you to be
involved in, in, uh, any of this.
Jenny: So I got involved. (leans forward) That’s what happens when two
people get involved.
Giles looks at her and smiles. He starts to make a move in to kiss her,
but stops himself.
Giles: I really am, however, gonna have to get you home. It’s not,
uh… I’m not a very safe person to be around at the moment.
Jenny: Nothing’s safe in this world, Rupert. Don’t you know that by
She reaches up and strokes his head behind his ear.
Cut to the library. Willow has found something.
Willow: Ah! Aha! It’s not Egyptian, it’s Etruscan (goes over to Buffy
with her book) mistaken for Egyptian by the design pattern, but any fool
can see it predates their iconology. Look, the Mark of Eyghon, worn by
his initiates. (reads) ‘Eyghon, also called the Sleepwalker, can only
exist in this reality by possessing an unconscious host. Temporary
possession imbues the host with a euphoric feeling of power.’
Buffy: Yeah, but what about non-temporary?
Willow: (reads) ‘Unless the proper rituals are observed, the possession
is permanent, and Eyghon will be born from within the host.’
Cordelia: I’m guessing eww!
Willow: Wait. Hey, listen. ‘Once called, Eyghon can also take
possession of the dead, but its demonic energy soon disintegrates the
host, and it must jump to the nearest dead or unconscious person to
Buffy: I still don’t get what this has to do with Giles.
Willow: I don’t know about Giles, but ancient sects used to induce
possession for bacchanals and, and orgies.
Xander: Okay! Giles and orgies in the same sentence. I coulda lived
without that one.
Cordelia could’ve lived without Xander’s comment.
Buffy: Uh, wait a minute. The dead guy’s all puddly now.
Cordelia: So the demon’s gone. There was no one dead to jump into. I
mean, we’re all not dead, right?
Buffy: No, no one dead.
Xander: But someone unconscious.
They realize what happened.
Cut to Giles’ apartment. Jenny yanks the phone cord from the wall.
Giles: What was that?
Jenny: What was what?
Giles: I thought I heard something. (comes out of the kitchen with tea)
Jenny: I didn’t.
Giles: Here. (hands her a cup) Drink that, and then I’ll drive you
Jenny: (takes a sip) You could take me home. (sets the cup down) Or you
could take advantage of me in my weakened state.
Cut to the library. Buffy is on the phone.
Buffy: Thank you, operator. (hangs up) There’s no answer at Ms.
Calendar’s, and Giles’ phone is out of order. I’m gonna go over there.
Cut to Giles’ apartment.
Giles: Jenny, uh… (moves away) I’m, I’m really very attracted t-to
Jenny: Good. (follows)
Giles: But, um, now really isn’t the right time. (faces her)
Jenny: Oh, there’s never been a better time.
She pushed him back onto a chair, climbs onto his lap and kisses him
hard. He pushes her away.
Giles: It’s not right. I would be taking advantage.
Jenny: (gets off) God, you just don’t change, do you? (paces)
Jenny: It’s not right, it wouldn’t be proper, people might get hurt.
You’re like a woman, Ripper. You cry at every funeral. You never had the
strength for me. You don’t deserve me. (whispers) But guess what? You’ve
got me. (takes his head) (in a deep male voice) Under your skin.
She grabs his hair and lifts him to his feet. She kisses him roughly.
When she pulls back her face has started the transformation to Eyghon.
Jenny/Eyghon: Was it good for you?
She smashes his head into the phone on the desk.
Jenny/Eyghon: Aw, you never had the stomach. But that’s okay. ‘Cause
I’m about to rip it out!
She pulls him back, and he cries out as he staggers backward into the
bar and stumbles to the floor. Buffy kicks open the door and kicks
Jenny/Eyghon hard in the jaw, sending her back over the couch and onto
the floor. She gets up again and walks around the couch, eyeing Buffy.
Buffy: Back off!
Jenny/Eyghon: (stops and laughs) Three down, two to go. Be seeing ya.
She runs and dives through the window. Buffy crouches down beside Giles.
Buffy: Are you alright?
Giles: Oh, Jenny! Oh, God!
Buffy: Giles, how do we stop this?
Giles: Oh, God, what have I done?
Buffy: Talk to me! Giles, you’re scaring me.
Giles: I’m sorry.
Buffy: Don’t be sorry, be Giles. C’mon, we fight monsters. This is what
we do. They show up, they scare us, I beat ’em up and they go away. This
isn’t any different!
Giles: It is different.
Buffy: Because you don’t know how to stop it?
Giles: Because I created it!
Cut to the library. Xander comes out of Giles’ office.
Willow: Did you find anything?
Xander: The most meticulous banking and phone records you’ve ever seen.
And, um, this.
He hands her a picture of a young Giles in a leather jacket playing an
Willow: (giggles) That’s Giles?
Cut to Giles’ apartment.
Giles: I was twenty-one, studying history at Oxford. And, of course,
the occult by night. I hated it. The tedious grind of study, the…
overwhelming pressure of my destiny. I dropped out, I went to London…
(exhales) I fell in with the worst crowd that would have me. We
practiced magicks. Small stuff for pleasure or gain. And Ethan and I
discovered something… bigger.
Giles: Yes. One of us would, um… (nervously pours a drink) go into a
deep sleep, and the others would, uh, summon him. It was an
extraordinary high! (smiles nervously) God, we were fools.
Buffy: You couldn’t control it.
Giles: One of us, Randall, he lost control. Eyghon took him whole. We
tried to exorcise the demon from Randall, but it killed him. No. We
killed him. We thought we were free of the demon after that. But now
he’s back. And one by one, he will kill us all.
Buffy: Three down, two to go?
Buffy: Then it’s going after Ethan. (gets up) I better beat it there.
Giles: (gets up) We’d better.
Buffy: I’d better. Giles, you’re barely mobile, and speed is of a
serious essence here.
Giles: (sits back down) I don’t know how to stop it without killing
Buffy: I’ve got the guys working on it. I’ll, um, try to contain it
until we figure something. (starts to go)
Giles: Buffy? (she stops) I’m sorry.
Buffy: I know. (leaves)
Cut to the street in front of Ethan’s. Cut inside. Buffy opens the door
and looks in.
Buffy: Ethan? (comes in and closes the door) Ethan? (looks around)
Giles told me everything. Look, it’s coming for you.
Ethan: (appears behind her) And you came to protect me? I’m touched.
Buffy: Don’t worry, it’s nothing personal. To protect Giles I have to
protect you. (walks past him)
Ethan: How does Ripper inspire such goodness?
Buffy: ‘Cause he’s Giles.
Ethan: And I’m not. Still, lucky me.
Buffy: Hmm. Lucky you.
Ethan: Well, we can’t run. Eyghon will find us. (shows his tattoo) This
mark’s like a homing beacon.
Buffy: That’s okay. I’m not much into running.
Ethan: Aren’t we manly?
Buffy: One of us is. You’re gonna hide till it’s over.
Ethan: Excellent plan.
Buffy: Is there a way in through the back?
Ethan: Uh, there’s a back door. It’s locked. I think it’s solid.
Buffy: We’ll set up there. Let’s go.
Ethan: Oh, no, please.
He indicates she should go first. She heads toward the back as he picks
up a mannequin arm and hits her across the back with it, knocking her
down and out.
Ethan: Ladies first.
~ ~ Part 4 ~ ~
Ethan’s shop. He’s humming while he works. Buffy is lying face down on a
table with her arms tied together underneath. She wakes up.
Ethan: Wakey, wakey. You’re missing all the fun.
Buffy: What fun?
Ethan: Your initiation.
He sets down a tray of tattooing instruments.
Buffy: You know what? I’m not real interested in joining your club.
Ethan: Too late. I already voted you in. (she struggles) Y’know, I hope
you’re not taking this personally, Buffy. I actually kinda like you.
It’s ju, it’s just that I like myself a whole lot more. If you think of
it karmically, this is, this is really big for your soul.
Buffy struggles with the rope.
Ethan: You know, taking my place with the demon, giving so that others
Buffy: I’m gonna kill you. Will that blow the whole karma thing?
Ethan: Sweet child. (takes the tattoo ink and needle) Now, this may
sting a little just at first. But don’t worry, that’ll go away once the
searing pain kicks in.
Buffy struggles harder. He bends over her to begin.
Ethan: You can go ahead and scream if you like.
He starts tattooing her on the back of her neck.
Cut to the library. Willow, Xander and Cordelia are researching books.
Willow: We have to figure out how to kill this thing, and we need to do
it fast. (takes a sip of tea)
Xander: (reads) Uh, ‘hot lava.’
Willow: That’s for a heretic.
Xander: Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, okay. Uh, ooo, ooo! ‘Bury a potato!’ No,
that’s for warts. Who writes this stuff?
Cordelia: I’ve got the solution right here. ‘To kill a demon cut off
Xander: Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah! We’ll, uh, find Ms. Calendar, then
we’ll decapitate her. Hey! She’ll be the first headless computer teacher
in school. You think anybody’ll notice?
Cordelia: Do you know what you need, Xander, besides a year’s supply of
acne cream? A brain.
Xander: (Gets up) That’s it! Twelve years of you and I’m snappin’! I
don’t care if you’re a girl or not, I’m throwin’ down! Come on!
Cordelia: (gets up and walks to him) I’ve seen you fight. And don’t
think I can’t take you!
Xander: Give it your best shot.
Willow: (had enough, gets up) HEY! We don’t have time for this! Our
friends are in trouble! Now, we have to put our heads together and, and
get them out of it! And if you two aren’t with me a hundred and ten
percent, then get the hell out of my library! (points to the door)
Cordelia: (meekly) We’re sorry.
Xander: We’ll be good.
Willow: (nods and sits) Okay. Now, we’ve done the research. We just
have to figure out how to use it.
Xander: Oh, hey! Why don’t we find another dead body for the demon to
Cordelia: Yes! At the cemetery.
Willow: Well, that won’t kill the demon. It’ll only give it a change of
scenery. (something clicks) Oh. Oh! Oh, I’ve got it! (runs for the
phone) I’ve got it!
Xander: She’s good! (follows)
Cordelia smiles and follows also.
Cut to Ethan’s shop. Ethan has finished Buffy’s tattoo.
Ethan: Hmm. I think I missed my calling as an artist.
Buffy: Ethan, listen to me. This is a bad idea. You’re dealing with
something very dangerous.
Ethan: (rolls up his left sleeve) But it will get Eyghon off my scent.
He picks up a bottle of sulfuric acid. Buffy draws a breath in fright,
thinking the acid is meant for her.
Ethan: Now relax. I’m finished with you. This is for me.
Buffy has found an exposed screw on the underside of the table and
begins scraping her rope against it. Ethan steels himself for the burn
of the acid. He slowly pours it onto his Mark of Eyghon tattoo. Buffy
looks at him like he’s insane. He does his best not to scream but lets
out a few grunts of pain. Buffy keeps scraping the rope on the screw.
Cut to Giles’ apartment. He’s about to leave his apartment when he’s
caught by a waking nightmare and collapses to the floor, unable to
remain standing. He has visions of the Mark of Eyghon and various
friends incarnate of Eyghon, and finally of Buffy with her new tattoo.
Giles: Oh! Ethan… No. No!
He quickly gets up, grabs his coat and staggers out the door, still weak
and not bothering to close it behind him.
Cut to Ethan’s. He wraps his arm in a bandage.
Ethan: Well, I hate to mutilate and run, but…
He and Buffy see a diffuse green light shine through the shop windows
and the shadow of Jenny/Eyghon coming to the door. The door opens and
Jenny/Eyghon steps in, well on her way to transforming into Eyghon.
Jenny/Eyghon: (to Ethan in a deep male voice) It’s your time.
Buffy is almost through the rope under the table. Jenny/Eyghon steps up
to Ethan. He stares at her in fear. She sniffs a few times and realizes
he’s not the one she’s after anymore. She turns to Buffy, and her eyes
glow. Jenny/Eyghon shoves Ethan aside just as Buffy gets through the
rope. Buffy rolls off of the table and onto the floor as Jenny/Eyghon
lunges for her. She kicks up and flips Jenny/Eyghon and the table over
and onto the floor. They both get up. Jenny/Eyghon holds the table in
her hands and rushes Buffy with it, pushing her into some crates. Giles
barges in through the door.
Giles: Eyghon! Take me.
Jenny/Eyghon tosses the table aside and turns to face Giles.
Giles: Buffy, get out of here!
Jenny/Eyghon slowly advances on Giles.
Buffy: NO! (gets between them) No!
Jenny/Eyghon stretches her arm out at Buffy, and she goes flying into a
pile of boxes. Jenny/Eyghon grabs Giles by the collar, pulls him around
and down to the floor and stands over him.
Jenny/Eyghon: I’ve been waiting a long time to do this.
As she bends down to grab Giles Angel runs in through the door, grabs
her and pulls her to the crate, banging her head into it. He takes her
by the neck and starts to choke her. Willow, Xander and Cordelia run in
next. Willow holds Giles back as he gets up.
Giles: He’s killing her!
Willow: No! Trust me! This is gonna work!
Angel continues choking Jenny/Eyghon. Xander helps Buffy up. Finally
Eyghon has to jump and does so, right into Angel. He drops Jenny as he’s
thrown back into the wall and begins convulsing. When Jenny hits the
floor she is herself again. Willow lets go of Giles, and he immediately
gets on his hands and knees next to her.
Angel’s face twists and contorts as the demons inside of him fight it
out. He is thrown to the crate and hits his head. His face goes through
a few more contortions when Eyghon suddenly appears, apparently gaining
the upper hand. After a moment Angel’s face shifts back to normal, then
back to Eyghon, then back to normal again. He is thrown back against the
wall. Another moment’s struggle and the demon inside Angel throws Eyghon
out. Without a host body to occupy Eyghon quickly crumbles into ashes.
Angel gasps and collapses to the floor. They all run over to his aid.
Giles reaches out to Jenny. She shifts to look at him.
Ethan gets up and runs from the shop.
Buffy: You knew that if the demon was in trouble it was gonna jump into
the nearest dead person.
Angel: I put it in danger.
Willow: And it jumped. (stands up)
Angel: (gets up) I’ve had a demon inside me for a couple hundred
years… (exhales) just waitin’ for a good fight.
Buffy: Winner and still champion.
Xander: Uh, I think that Ethan guy disappeared again.
Buffy: Darn. I really wanted to hit him till he bled.
Cordelia: Well, at least it’s over.
Buffy and Angel look over at Jenny and Giles. Jenny clings to Giles as
they walk out of the shop.
Cut to school the next day. Willow, Xander and Buffy walk across the
Buffy: You know what the worst thing is? I was saving up for some very
important shoes, and now I have to blow my entire allowance to get this
stupid tattoo removed. Let’s just hope my mom doesn’t see it first.
Xander: Puttin’ that demon into Angel was pretty brill, Will.
Willow: I wasn’t sure it was gonna work.
Buffy: But it did.
Xander: Like a charm.
Buffy: Hey! Maybe you should consider a career as a Watcher.
Willow: Oh, no, I don’t think I could handle the stress.
Xander: And the dental plan is crap.
Willow: I don’t see how Giles does it.
They see him walking.
Buffy: I don’t think he has a choice.
Cut to the hall. Jenny walks to the stairs and is about to start up when
Giles catches up with her.
Giles: Uh, uh, Jenny! Jenny…
She stops and turns to face him.
Jenny: Rupert, hi.
Giles: Uh… I-I-I tried to call you last night, s-see how you were.
Jenny: Yeah, I-I-I, uh… I left my phone off the hook. I seem to need
a lot of sleep lately.
Giles: But, but you’re al-alright? Is, is, is there anything you need?
Jenny: Mm, no, I’m fine. I mean, I’m not… running around, wind in my
hair, ‘the hills are alive with the sound of music’ fine, but… I’m
Giles: I, I would like to help.
Jenny: I know.
Giles: Perhaps we could, um, talk sometime, um… dinner, or, or a
drink? When you’re feeling stronger.
Buffy sees them talking.
Jenny: Sure, sometime.
Giles reaches out to her, but she takes a backward step up and away from
him and draws a deep breath.
Jenny: Yeah. Sometime. (pauses) I better get to class.
Giles: Yes, of course.
He watches her go up the stairs. When she’s gone from sight he looks
down sadly, and after a moment starts to go to his library. Buffy
catches up to him.
They round the corner and stop.
Buffy: Is she okay?
Giles: Um… The hills are not alive.
Buffy: (doesn’t understand) I’m sorry to hear that. I think.
Giles: I don’t think she’ll ever really forgive me. Maybe she
Buffy: Maybe you should.
Giles: I never wanted you to see that side of me.
Buffy: I’m not gonna lie to you. It was scary. I’m so used to you being
a grownup, and (inhales) then I find out that you’re a person.
Giles: Most grownups are.
Buffy: Who would’ve thought?
Giles: Some are even, uh… shortsighted, foolish people.
Buffy: So, after all this time, we finally find out that we do have
something in common. Which, apart from being a little weird, is kind of
okay. (pauses) I think we’re supposed to be training right now.
Giles: Yes. Yes. Um, need to concentrate on your flexibility.
Buffy: And you know what? I have just the perfect music. (holds up a
black CD) Go on, say it. You know you want to.
Giles: It’s not music, it’s just, uh, meaningless sounds.
Buffy: There. Feel better?
Giles: Yes. Thanks.
They head into the next hall toward the library.
Giles: Bay City Rollers. Now, that’s music.
Buffy: I didn’t hear that.