6x05
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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. LA – STREET. NIGHT. 1
A dark alleyway. FOOTSTEPS sound as a pair of feet and the
accompanying shadow walk down the street, before pausing at
the entrance to an alleyway. The walker turns and disappears
down into the alley.
2 EXT. LA – ALLEY. NIGHT. 2
The figure is now seen to be a young man in his late teens,
and as he passes through a patch of light thrown across the
alley, he's revealed as CONNOR.
He pauses, glancing up and down the alley, as though he's
waiting for someone. Nobody's around, and Connor pulls his
jacket tight around him, his breath misting in the cold
evening air.
A shadowy figure drops silently down from a fire escape
overhead and into the alley behind Connor, but they've only
taken a few steps when Connor tenses up, his keenly-developed
senses picking up on the intruder.
He grins, slowly turning round just a little.
The intruder closes right up, and reaches a hand out to grab
Connor's shoulder…
And Connor spins round snatching the wrist out of the air. He
smiles and shakes his head.
CONNOR
Sorry, got to try harder than that!
SONIA sighs, and rolls her eyes with a smile as Connor
releases her hand and she steps back. She's dressed mainly in
black, but her long blonde hair is worn loosely round her
shoulders.
SONIA
That was creepy. How the hell did
you hear me? I didn't make a sound!
CONNOR
I've had… practice. At least when
it comes to things sneaking up on
me. Long story.
The duo start to walk back towards the city street.
SONIA
So! Been here long?
CONNOR
No, just got here, like you asked.
I made sure nobody saw me sneaking
out, doubled back to shake any
tails too.
SONIA
Not even Angel?
CONNOR
He's in Cleveland, somebody sent
him this old scroll or something a
few days ago, and he said it had
something to do with Buffy, so he
took a flight out to go see her. I
think he'll be back just now, but
not until the morning.
SONIA
(cheeky grin)
So… just us, then, huh?
CONNOR
Looks that way, yeah.
SONIA
Cool!
Sonia beams back at Connor, as we cut to:
3 EXT. LA – STREET. NIGHT. 3
Sonia grabs Connor's hand and starts to jog towards the
bright lights of the city centre, laughing. It's an
infectiously bubbly laugh, and Connor can't help but smile
back at her.
CONNOR
What's so funny?
SONIA
Oh, you know! Youthful rebellion.
Reminds me of sneaking out and
going partying with my girlfriends
when I was younger!
CONNOR
Where are we headed?
SONIA
Wherever the mood takes us! Come
on!
As the duo race away from us, we crane upwards to take in a
wider shot of the city, it's lights glaring as we dissolve
to:
4 EXT. LA – STREET/HYPERION. LATER. 4
Connor and Sonia are walking away from a street burger
vendor, chowing down on their hot dogs and still chatting,
and we pick up their conversation.
CONNOR
So then, next thing I know, I've
put an axe in this demon's skull!
It was like my body just took over
and told me what to do, I was just
along for the ride.
SONIA
Wow. I mean, how do you get your
head round something like that?
Suddenly finding out you're, like,
a superhero, or something!
CONNOR
Well, I wouldn't say that, just-
SONIA
Uh-oh, time to split. We're almost
back at your place.
CONNOR
(disappointed)
Oh, yeah… Well, I had fun tonight.
Thanks, Sonia.
SONIA
No problem. Let's do this again
real-
They both whip round as a SCREAM echoes up the street towards
them. They share a look, then Sonia grins and they race off
screen.
5 EXT. PARKING LOT. NIGHT. 5
A young WOMAN is cowering on the floor as a spiky DEMON
lumbers up to her. She's already cut and scratched, and
raises a hand defensively as the Demon looms over her.
The Demon ROARS – and is cut-off mid-roar as Connor BARGES it
to the ground.
Sonia helps the woman to her feet as Connor starts fighting
with the Demon, but it's pretty tough, shrugging off his
blows and tossing him to one side.
The Demon jumps to its feet and advances on Sonia and the
woman, Sonia standing protectively before her.
SONIA
Alright, freak, time to-
SMACK! The Demon swats her to the floor without breaking
stride. The terrified woman SCREAMS again as it reaches out a
claw for her…
SONIA (O.S.) (cont'd)
Hey!
The Demon spins round – and is staring straight down the
barrel of Sonia's gun.
Without a word, she FIRES four times into its head, and the
Demon judders, collapsing to the ground with a sigh.
Connor picks himself up and hurries over, looking from the
dead Demon to Sonia and back, startled.
SONIA (cont'd)
(holsters gun)
Yeah, I know. Tougher than I look.
As she steps forward to help the woman back up, we push in on
Connor's expression of surprise before we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
6 INT. HYPERION – CONNOR'S ROOM. MORNING. 6
We fade in on Connor's neatly-kept room, with a rumple of
bedclothes and one arm showing us where Connor is sleeping.
With a GROAN, he slowly sits up, blinking with bleary eyes
and looking round.
As Connor yawns and then grimaces and presses one hand to his
head, there is a female GROAN from the other side of the
room, and Sonia sits up from beneath a pile of coats and
shirts, scratching her head.
There's a moment as their eyes meet.
CONNOR
Uh… hi.
SONIA
Hi.
CONNOR
So… what the hell happened last
night? I remember you shooting that
demon, then you got all excited,
and-
SONIA
(rubs eyes)
And I took you round a few of my
favourite bars, and then…
There's a beat as they both freeze, check under their
bedclothes and sigh as they realise they're still clothed.
They look up again and chuckle.
CONNOR
Well, that's one potentially
embarrassing thing we avoided!
SONIA
Yeah, not sure how we'd explain
that to your dad!
There's a KNOCK at the door, and Sonia dives out of sight
beneath the coats and shirts.
CONNOR
Uh… hello?
NINA (O.S.)
Connor? You up yet? Angel still
isn't back, so I went ahead and
made us some breakfast.
CONNOR
Oh, okay, I'll be, er, down in a
minute.
He waits as Nina's footsteps fade away, and Sonia peeks back
out again.
SONIA
I should probably get going,
Taylor's probably already sent
people out looking for me. I've
missed about three check-ins
already!
CONNOR
Um, yeah, sure.
She stands, hands wrapping her hair in a loose ponytail. She
realises Connor is watching her and grins at him. He blushes
and gets up, grabbing a shirt and pulling it on.
CONNOR
So, uh, you want to grab something
to eat? I don't think Nina would
mind that you're here, she's pretty
cool about stuff like that.
NINA (O.S.)
About stuff like what?
Connor and Sonia whip round – and NINA is standing in the now
open doorway, arms folded and a wry grin on her face.
CONNOR
Nina! How did-
NINA
(taps nose)
Sense of smell. What's the matter?
You afraid I'm gonna tell Angel?
CONNOR
Well, we, uh-
SONIA
It was my fault, we went out and
took out a demon last night, then
we got a bit carried away, and-
NINA
(sniffs)
Plenty of beers, with a few vodka
and coke chasers! I just hope
neither of you got carded, you're
not twenty-one yet, are you, honey?
Connor slumps, defeated, and Sonia lets out a quick giggle as
she makes her way across the room.
NINA (cont'd)
Come on, breakfast's ready. And my
cooking kicks ass, now I can
actually see what I'm doing again…
The girls exit, leaving Connor alone. He looks round the room
for a moment, then as a smile starts to creep across his
face, he stands and follows them out.
7 INT. HYPERION – LOBBY. MORNING. 7
Nina and Sonia walk down into the lobby of the hotel, where
Nina has set up a makeshift dining table across the reception
desk.
NINA
You wait here, I'll go get
everything. I got carried away and
made up eggs, bacon, sausages – I
wasn't sure what anybody wanted, so
I made everything!
Nina pats Sonia on the arm as she heads away, then pauses and
turns back round. Sonia pauses, wondering why Nina looks so
concerned all of a sudden.
NINA (cont'd)
Are you feeling alright, Sonia?
Your arm… well, it was ice cold.
Sonia presses a hand to her forearm, frowns, then presses
another to her head.
SONIA
Huh, that's odd… I mean, I've got a
headache hanging round the back of
my skull, but other than that, I
don't feel too bad…
Connor heads into the lobby and picks up on Sonia's concerned
look.
CONNOR
What's up?
SONIA
Oh, nothing, I just feel a little,
well… cold.
NINA (O.S.)
Let me see what I can do about
that!
Nina walks back into frame with three plates loaded with a
man-sized cooked breakfast each. Sonia's eyes light up and
she grabs a fork, greedily wolfing down a rasher of bacon as
a bemused Connor watches.
CONNOR
Anybody's think Taylor didn't let
you eat properly!
SONIA
He has some pretty out there ideas
about rationing and survivalism. I
tend to sneak home for a good meal
whenever I can! As long as he
doesn't-
She's interrupted by her pager BEEPING. With a guilty look,
she checks the number and looks to Nina.
SONIA (cont'd)
Um, can I use the phone? I think
I'm in trouble.
NINA
Sure, go for it.
As Sonia disappears into Angel's office, Nina watches Connor
eat for a moment before Connor blinks and looks back up at
her.
CONNOR
What?
NINA
So!
CONNOR
(wary)
Uh-oh…
NINA
Don't worry, I'm not gonna ask for
details. I can tell you two had a
good night, so that's between you
two. Just glad to see you with
someone, you know? I was kinda
thinking you might be feeling a bit
weird about me staying here.
CONNOR
What? No. I mean, what you and
Angel do isn't any of my business,
but you make him happy, so that's
fine by me.
(beat)
But not too happy, else…
NINA
(sighs)
Yeah, I know.
A beat as they carry on eating, before Connor glances toward
the office then leans forward, speaking quietly.
CONNOR
There was one thing about last
night that was kind of weird,
though.
NINA
What?
CONNOR
We found this demon attacking
someone not far from here, and we
ran over to help, and Sonia, she
just pulled this gun, and-
SONIA (O.S.)
Hoo boy…
Connor leans back quickly as Sonia enters the scene and sits
back down.
SONIA (cont'd)
I'm in trouble. I'd better go.
NINA
You got enough time to stay and
finish breakfast?
SONIA
Yeah, I think I'll…
Sonia trails off, staring blankly down at her plate for a
moment. She looks a little spaced out, and then shakes her
head and blinks.
SONIA (cont'd)
I'm suddenly not that hungry… uh,
sorry, but you two are gonna have
to finish this. I've gotta split.
She hops down off the stool as Nina throws a puzzled look at
Connor.
Sonia heads up the steps to the front door.
SONIA (cont'd)
(to Connor)
So, I'll see you soon, right?
CONNOR
Yeah, hope so.
With a last smile, she turns and leaves. Connor turns back to
Nina, now sharing her puzzled expression.
NINA
Something wrong with my cooking?
CONNOR
No, it's great, which makes that
all the more weird. She didn't stop
eating last night, I think she's
got the metabolism of a humming
bird!
Nina frowns, then shrugs and carries on eating.
CONNOR (cont'd)
Oh, did Angel get chance to speak
to mom and dad before he left? He
said he was going to so he could
explain about me staying here, you
know, to make sure they were cool
about it.
NINA
Yeah, Angel went to see them,
explained what was going on, and
they wanted you to stay here so
Angel can help you understand your
powers better. Advantage for him
being he's gone through it all with
you once already! They said any
time you want to swing by, you can,
but they're cool about you being
here.
Connor nods, satisfied, and finishes his breakfast. He throws
one last glance towards the door before we cut to:
8 INT. SONIA'S PARENTS' HOUSE – BATHROOM. MORNING. 8
Sonia combs her hair, a towel wrapped round her and still wet
from the shower. She finds a knot and tugs at it, trying to
pull it clear.
She freezes, and slowly moves her hand away – and she's
pulled out a clump of her hair. Looking down at it with wide
eyes, she leans forward and starts checking the rest of her
scalp in the mirror – and more hairs are starting to come
away.
She steps back, starting to get pretty freaked out, and
dashes back into her room.
9 INT. BEDROOM. MORNING. 9
Sonia's room is a modestly furnished and fairly girly place,
but the affluence of her parents stands out in the quality of
the décor.
Sonia sits down on the bed and carries on picking at her
hair, more and more strands falling away as she looks on in
horror.
She's hyperventilating, and presses a hand against her chest
to steady herself.
A beat, before she registers more surprise, and starts moving
her hand across her chest as though searching for a
heartbeat.
Now very freaked out, she reaches for the bedside phone and
quickly dials in a number.
10 INT. HYPERION – LOBBY. MORNING. 10
Connor steps into frame to answer the phone.
CONNOR
Hello?
SONIA
(filtered; through phone)
Connor? Connor, can you come over?
Something… something weird's going
on, and I don't know what to do!
CONNOR
Hey, slow down. What's the matter?
Are you okay?
SONIA
No, I'm not okay! Look, it's too
weird to explain, you've just gotta
come over, okay? Bring Nina if you
want, I just… I can't call Taylor,
I don't want him to find out where
I was all night!
CONNOR
Okay, okay, we'll be right over.
Connor hangs up and glances across to Nina.
NINA
What is it?
CONNOR
Sonia's in trouble. Come on, we'd
better head over.
NINA
Now? But don't you want to wait for-
CONNOR
Angel'll be back later, I can't
wait that long!
(beat)
Alright, you stay here, I'll go.
I'll call you when I get there.
NINA
Alright, Connor, watch yourself.
Call me if you need any help.
Connor scoops up his jacket and races towards the doors.
11 INT. SONIA'S ROOM. MORNING. 11
Sonia, dressed now but still with damp, messy hair, looks at
her reflection, her breathing heavy as she fights off the
panic.
She notices something else and leans forward.
Close up on the mirror, and she's breathing directly onto the
mirror, looking for something – the mirror should be misting
up from her breath, but nothing is happening.
She takes a step back and cups her hands over her mouth,
breathing in and out deeply, then takes her hands away,
closes her eyes and holds her breath.
After a few beats, she opens her eyes – and realises she
isn't breathing. More to the point, she doesn't have to.
Which, of course, just makes her panic all the more, pacing
urgently up and down her room.
She's startled by her mother calling her from downstairs.
SONIA'S MOM (O.S.)
Sonia? Your friend Connor from work
is here to see you!
SONIA
Okay, mom, send him up!
Connor's footsteps clatter up the stairs before he bursts
into the room, heading straight for her.
CONNOR
What is it? What's wrong? You
sounded really freaked on the
phone, and I-
She doesn't answer, she just grabs his hand and holds it
against her chest. Connor doesn't know where to look.
CONNOR (cont'd)
Uh… Sonia? Is this-
SONIA
Ssh! Listen.
Connor shuts up. After a beat, he looks back at her.
CONNOR
I can't hear anything…
SONIA
Nothing? Like, oh, I don't know,
maybe a heartbeat?
Connor frowns and checks again, then pulls his hand back and
steps away from her. Sonia's wringing her hands now.
CONNOR
What the- when did that stop?
SONIA
I don't know! I felt weird when we
woke up, and I thought I was just
hungover, because, you know, we did
drink a lot last night, but when I
got back here, first my hair
started falling out, and then I
can't find a pulse, and then… I'm
not breathing either!
CONNOR
You're not?
Sonia shakes her head. Connor rubs his chin thoughtfully.
CONNOR (cont'd)
Have you called Taylor?
SONIA
No. That's why I called you, we
need to find out what's happened
here without him working out I was
out with you all night! He'd… he'd
kick me out.
CONNOR
Of the UTF? No, he wouldn't do
that… would he?
SONIA
I, uh… sneak off a lot. To fight
stuff. It's kind of a danger thing.
CONNOR
Yeah, I got that last night, what
with your Trinity move shooting
that demon point blank…
Sonia sits on the bed, holding a weary hand to her head.
SONIA
What're we gonna do?
CONNOR
We'll figure it out. Stay cool.
Connor hesitates, then lays an arm gently round her. Sonia
leans closer in to him, looking lost.
12 INT. DARKENED ROOM. 12
A small DOLL is held in frame, next to a flickering candle,
by a scarred man's hand.
MALE VOICE
Let the will slip away… and let her
come to me.
And from that, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
13 INT. SONIA'S ROOM. MORNING. 13
Sonia is at her computer now, rapidly typing away as Connor
paces behind her. She pauses and turns to him.
SONIA
Connor? Can you not do that,
please?
CONNOR
Sorry, I… it helps me think.
SONIA
(sighs)
It's okay. Just getting
increasingly strung out over here,
that's all.
CONNOR
What have you found?
SONIA
Well…
Connor leans in for a closer look as the screen comes into
view – several busy-looking windows are open.
SONIA (cont'd)
I've used my back door into
Taylor's files to see if I can find
anyone locally who may be able to
help. I mean, LA's full of mystics,
shamans, warlocks, wiccas and other
mystical beings like that, chances
are there's one of them near here
who could help figure out what's
happening to me.
CONNOR
You can do that? Get into his
system?
SONIA
Course! Having my daddy buy me such
an expensive PC was a good head
start, but a few old friends who
are retired hackers showed me some
basic stuff, decryption software,
wireless devices to crack into
phone lines, that kind of thing,
and then I learnt the rest myself.
CONNOR
I'm impressed!
SONIA
I'll be more impressed if I can
find…
(beat; reads off screen)
Aha! There.
She points – she's opened an address book and has scrolled to
the name 'Roland, Corrin R.' and a sub-heading that reads
'Necromancer.'
CONNOR
(raised eyebrow)
A necromancer?
SONIA
Best thing I can find. He's
downtown, we can catch a bus and be
there in about half an hour. You
coming?
CONNOR
Hadn't you better at least report
in before we head off? I mean,
Taylor doesn't need to know
anything was wrong, but the longer
you're gone, more chance he'll
contact Angel, and then we're
busted.
SONIA
Okay… good point. Go wait
downstairs, I'll call him.
Connor straightens up and leaves the room as Sonia takes a
deep breath and reaches into her jacket for a bulky-looking
walkie-talkie. She thumbs the transmit switch.
SONIA (cont'd)
Base, this is Bombshell, come back.
A beat, before a crackle of static and the reply:
TAYLOR
(filtered; through
handset)
Base here, Sonia, where the heck
are you? I've got two teams
sweeping the city looking for you!
SONIA
(cringes)
Um… would you believe I overslept?
TAYLOR
(beat)
Not really, no. Where are you?
SONIA
Still at home. I had a bad
migraine, and I tried to sleep it
off, and forgot to check in.
TAYLOR
For twelve hours?!?
SONIA
It was a really, really bad one.
She bites her lip, hoping Taylor will buy the excuse.
TAYLOR
(sighs)
Alright, whatever. Come in soon as
you feel you can, we've got plenty
to do today. Base out.
Sonia sighs and tucks the handset back into her jacket.
SONIA
He so did not buy that for a
second…
She runs her hands through her hair, and tries to gather her
thoughts, then reaches under her bed and pulls out a sports
bag.
Heading over to her wardrobe, she opens it and pops a hidden
switch, and a panel slides up to reveal a variety of weapons
– guns, tasers, stakes and the like.
She selects a few items and throws them in the bag, before
zipping it up, throwing it over one shoulder and heading back
downstairs.
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