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19 INT. HOSANNA – ACKLEY'S TAVERN. AFTERNOON. 19
Skye pushes open the door and steps into the bar – and is met
by deathly silence. Probably because her black, plaited hair
and punky look doesn't fit in too well with the largely
Hispanic male clientele in here, all of them staring
suspiciously at her as she looks round.
Sensing that she needs to make a good impression, Skye boldly
strides across the room and straight up to the bar, where the
barman looks down his nose at her.
SKYE
Tequila.
BARMAN
Heh, and why should I serve a poco
mocoso like yourself, eh?
Skye just lowers her shades enough to throw the barman her
best deadpan look, and with a shrug and a chuckle, he pours
her a shot and pops it on the bar before her.
Skye blinks and looks back up at him.
SKYE
What, I don't get my salt and
lemon?
The barman raises an eyebrow – then gets her a salt shaker
and a slice of lemon.
Skye dutifully licks the salt, knocks the shot back and sucks
on the lemon – then drops the glass back on the counter.
Without even so much as a shudder.
SKYE
Right. Who wants to help me find
some of these chupacabras that're
causing you boys so much trouble?
A beat – and then a group laugh from the assembled males, the
barman shaking his head and chuckling as he pours her another
shot, and Skye grins as she knows she's won the crowd over.
As the bar gets back to life around her, we dissolve to:
20 EXT. HOSANNA TOWN LIMITS. NIGHT. 20
Spike's car is parked up off a dirt track. The crunch of
footsteps through sand can be heard approaching it.
21 INT. SPIKE'S CAR. NIGHT. 21
Spike is fast asleep, snoring in the front seat, while
Illyria sits in the back with her head bowed, apparently
asleep too.
The scene is rudely broken by Skye pounding her fist on the
window, and Spike splutters back to alertness.
SPIKE
Wh- what? Whu? Whussamatter?
SKYE (O.S.)
Spike, you dumbass, let me in!
Spike rubs his eyes and opens the passenger door, and Skye
slides into the car. She's giggling and red-cheeked, and
Spike sniffs the air, his brow creasing.
SPIKE
Where the bloody hell have you
been? Since when does it take five
hours to ask a few questions?
SKYE
Jose and the boys just wanted me to
stay for a coupla rounds, so I said
'yeah,' okay…'
SPIKE
(sniffs again)
Tequila?
SKYE
(nods)
Yesh. Lots and lots and lots of
tequila. You know, if I was all
human, I think I oughta be dead by
now…
SPIKE
Skye! You can fart around and act
like an Essex girl later, what did
you find out?
SKYE
Huh? Oh, yeah, the munsters.
SPIKE
'Munsters'?
SKYE
(giggles)
Yeh, it'sh what my dad used to call
'em. Anyway.
(beat)
Anyway.
SPIKE
Skye…
SKYE
Ssh! I'm concentrating… yeah, the
boys said most of the attacks are
in places off this trail that leads
up to the mountains. They think
whatever's up there is hiding out
in the rocks, like a little bunny…
but, but, an evil bunny, like in
that film you made me watch-
SPIKE
Yes, yes, and?
SKYE
And?
(blinks)
Oh yeah, and, they told me where
the attacks took place and then
they said they'd pay us for each
munster we kill.
SPIKE
Sounds good to me! Why don't you do
us all a favour and sober up, then
we can go and earn our keep.
SKYE
Spike? How come you don't get as
drunk as I do? Like when you drank
that whole bottle of Jim Beam the
other night?
SPIKE
When you've been undead as long as
I have, pet, your body gets a bit
better at holding its drink.
Spike starts the car as a still giggling Skye fumbles with
her seatbelt.
Neither of them have noticed Illyria, her head still down, in
the backset. We push in closer on her, and see that her eyes
are squeezed tightly shut, and her lips are moving, talking
silently to herself.
A whispering voice can be heard, very distant, but it seems
to be answering whatever Illyria is saying.
The voice rises in volume until we can make out:
WHISPERING VOICE
Yes, yes, I was getting to that… So
there I was, dead…
22 EXT. LONDON – STREET. NIGHT. 22
The Duke's Ghost staggers out of the Winchester, dazed.
People walk by but can't see him, despite his attempts to
jump around, shout and wave his arms at them.
He starts to walk down the city street towards us, his hands
wrapped round his head as he tries to come to terms with
things.
DUKE'S GHOST (V.O.)
Dead. And nothing I could do about
it.
All I knew was that the poker game
with that Angelus fellow had gone
wrong, so all I could hope was that
I could find him again and make him
pay for what he'd done to me!
The Duke's Ghost passes an archway beneath a road bridge and
turns into it, seemingly drawn by some invisible scent.
DUKE'S GHOST (V.O.)
But I found that I could sense
where he'd been, where his path had
taken those murderous feet of his.
I was connected to things I never
knew existed, and now I was going
to find that villain and make him
pay, and then I-
SPIKE (V.O.)
Blue?
23 INT. SPIKE'S CAR. NIGHT. 23
Illyria sits bolt upright with a GASP as we SMASH CUT back to
Spike's car. Spike is peering back at her.
SPIKE
Are you alright, luv? You look a
little spooked.
ILLYRIA
(frowns; shakes head)
It is nothing. This heat is
starting to affect me.
SPIKE
Yeah, well, you and me both. I just
hope Skye's booze up with the lads
back in town put us on the right
track, otherwise this could be a
very long night…
Skye snorts with laughter.
SPIKE
What?
SKYE
Huh? Oh, nothing. Just thinkin'…
(chuckles again; Scottish
accent)
'That's no ordinary rabbit!'
Spike mutters as Skye bursts into laughter again.
SPIKE
I bet Angel never has days like
this…
24 INT. LA – ART GALLERY. NIGHT. 24
NINA is standing in the large foyer of one of the city's art
galleries, scanning the crowds until she sees Angel, who is
making his way over.
She smiles and waves, and he embraces her when he arrives.
Nina kisses him, looking pleased as punch.
NINA
You made it!
ANGEL
Yeah, you know, I may not be the
boss any more, but I can still send
the office home and take a day off
now and then!
NINA
The 'office'? You mean Connor.
ANGEL
Uh… yeah. He's out with Sonia
somewhere.
NINA
Oh, really? Quite the cute couple
now, aren't they?
ANGEL
I don't know, he doesn't tell me
much, you know. I mean, I'm only
his dad after all, I rank a few
places below his friends on stuff
like that.
NINA
Well, now that I've got you here,
let's go take our seats.
ANGEL
(less-than-convincing
enthusiasm)
Okay, let's do that.
Nina starts to lead Angel towards an open set of glass doors
heading outside, then pauses, turning back to raise an
eyebrow at Angel.
ANGEL
What?
NINA
Now come on, honey, you said you
wanted to come see this show.
ANGEL
I do! I do, it's just that, I…
NINA
Know nothing about art, I know.
ANGEL
Hey, I know art!
(beat; quietly)
I draw…
NINA
(pecks him on the cheek)
And you're great at it too. But
this is different. Come on, stop
acting like you're nearly two
hundred!
Nina bounces off, leading Angel by the hand – and he still
looks less than thrilled to be there.
25 EXT. HOSANNA – MOUNTAIN TRAIL. NIGHT. 25
Aided by torchlight, Spike's team make their way along a dirt
track that weaves up into the mountains. Skye is still a
little woozy, but manages to keep up as Spike stops at the
entrance to one of the many nearby caves.
SPIKE
This looks as good a place as any
to start… Alright, Blue, you go
first.
Spike winks at Skye, expecting a retort from Illyria, but
instead she breezes past him and into the gloom. Spike blinks
and looks at Skye, who shrugs.
SKYE
I dunno, maybe she couldn't think
of a comeback?
Spike motions for Skye to go on, then with a last look round
outside, he follows the girls inside.
26 INT. HOSANNA – CAVES. NIGHT. 26
Spike and Skye's torchlights peer through the blackness, but
the main focus is Illyria – her whole body seems to be giving
off a dim blue neon glow, lighting up the cavern around her.
Skye catches her up, looking impressed.
SKYE
Hey, that's pretty cool, 'Ria!
How'd you do that?
ILLYRIA
(looking at arms)
I do not know. It must be another
facet of the bond between me and
this shell.
SPIKE
Facet or not, we still can't see a
bloody thing down here…
(sniffs)
Your nasal radar picking anything
up, Skye?
SKYE
No… which is weird. It's almost
like something's blocking out any
scents, to make sure nobody comes
looking!
Spike nods and heads forwards.
SPIKE
Which is why that's exactly what
we're going to do.
The girls follow Spike as he heads off screen.
SKYE
Not a lot of thought goes into your
plans, does it?
27 INT. CAVES – CAVERN. NIGHT. 27
The tunnel leads out into a larger area, connected to several
other tunnels. Spike and Skye shine their flashlights round,
demonstrating that the cavern is pretty big. Skye whistles.
SKYE
Cosy.
SPIKE
Either that, or a good hiding
place… Blue, you take that path.
I'll go down here, Skye, you take
the last one.
SKYE
Check.
The trio split up, each taking a different path leading
around the cavern – we stay with Skye, and she enters a new
tunnel as she passes its entrance.
28 INT. CAVES – TUNNEL. NIGHT. 28
Skye presses one hand to the cold rocks, eyes scanning the
gloom ahead, but she pauses when her fingers find something
in the walls.
She steps back and shines her torch on it – there are several
narrow furrows dug into the rock. Puzzled, Skye pokes a
finger into one of them, finds something inside and scoops it
out.
She holds it up to her flashlight as she studies it – it's a
BULLET.
29 INT. CAVES – CAVERN. NIGHT. 29
Illyria, meanwhile, is nearer the bottom of the cavern, but
the whispering voice has rejoined her again. She moves her
head round as if trying to locate the voices.
ILLYRIA
Why do you speak to me? What is it
you wish me to know?
(beat; listens)
I do not want to hear your pathetic
story! Leave me!
Looking angry, she stomps towards us, out of frame.
30 INT. CAVES – ROOM. NIGHT. 30
Back with Spike, his tunnel leads into another open space, a
low-ceilinged room carved out of the rock, full of flat slabs
and what look like shallow graves.
SPIKE
'Ello, 'ello, looks like we found
the freezer compartment!
Spike carefully heads over to one of the pits in the dirt of
the cave floor and shines his light across it – there's
definitely the outline of a BODY in there.
Spike sets his flashlight down and leans forward, scooping
dirt off the body to get a closer look.
31 INT. CAVES – TUNNEL. NIGHT. 31
Skye is finding more evidence as she looks – bullets, shell
casings, even abandoned weapons. She stands, looking round
the tunnel, sensing something.
SKYE
Something put up a hell of a fight
down here…
32 INT. CAVES – ROOM. NIGHT. 32
Spike uncovers a grey piece of dead flesh at last, and with a
satisfied grin yanks the rest of the body up and into view –
and his jaw drops!
It's not a human body he's holding – it's very definitely a
demon. Large lower jaw, plenty of teeth, elongated skull, and
most significantly three neat bullet holes in its chest,
roughly where a human heart would be.
SPIKE
What the…
He carefully lays the body back down and stands up – not
noticing two figures in the darkness behind him.
Bemused, he reaches into his jacket for a cigarette – and as
the figures start to move in, he twigs at last that they're
behind him.
Spike spins round – but they're too quick, and with a YELL
he's knocked to the ground, out of frame, by his two unseen
attackers.
33 INT. CAVES – CAVERN. NIGHT. 33
Illyria's head snaps round, hearing Spike's shout of alarm
echo round the cavern. She quickly makes her way towards the
source of the sound.
34 INT. CAVES – ROOM. NIGHT. 34
Skye is first in, seeing two thin, dark-skinned DEMONS
pinning Spike to the floor and snarling.
SKYE
Hey!
One turns round – and SMACK! It gets a boot to the face. Skye
quickly throws the second demon off Spike and helps him up,
and the two whirl round, ready to face them.
But the demons have stopped, crouching low on their haunches
a few feet away. They glance at each other and then at Spike.
One looks down at the exposed grave and cocks its head to one
side, before starting to make a high-pitched WHINE.
Spike grimaces as the demon kneels down at the side of the
grave, its body slumping forlornly. The second demon goes to
its companion's side, and then throws a gentle arm around it.
Spike and Skye look at each other, perplexed.
The first demon looks back over to them and makes a series of
clicks and sniffs, bobbing its head as though trying to
communicate.
SPIKE
Uh… sorry, luv, I don't speak cave
demon.
ILLYRIA (O.S.)
They said 'this is where they keep
their dead.'
Spike looks up as Illyria walks into frame, kneeling by the
grave. The two demons do not react to her presence – sensing,
perhaps, that she's a demon too.
SPIKE
Oh, you can understand them, I take
it?
ILLYRIA
I can still recognise countless
demonic dialects. These two are
frightened, they thought you were
with the men from the place of tall
metal and stone.
SKYE
Tall metal and… oh, they mean the
town, right? Hosanna?
SPIKE
Why would that make them scared?
Haven't these buggers been killing
the townies off?
ILLYRIA
No.
(looks at Spike)
The humans have been hunting them.
Off Spike's surprised expression, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
35 INT. LA – ART GALLERY. NIGHT. 35
Outside, sitting in part of a long row of tiered chairs, are
Angel and Nina. They're watching some kind of art performance
on an open air stage before them – a large video screen plays
rapidly flashing images, while two skinny men, one dressed in
grey and one in blue, dance oddly across the stage.
Angel shifts uncomfortably in his seat – not looking at all
happy. Nina sighs and pats him on the knee.
NINA
(whispers)
What is it, Angel?
ANGEL
(whispers back)
Huh? Nothing, nothing, I'm good.
Just that… this seat's kinda small.
NINA
(grins)
Well, you're kinda big! What do you
think of the show?
ANGEL
Uh, it's very…
The dancers start to jump from spot to spot, while a tinny
recording of the Last Post starts to play.
ANGEL
… unusual.
NINA
It's the Civil War. That guys the
'Feds, the other the Unionists,
they're depicting the major battles
of the war through the dances!
Isn't it clever?
ANGEL
(looking round)
Yeah… real clever.
Nina can tell Angel isn't getting into the show, and doesn't
look too happy about it. Angel sees her dark expression and
sighs.
ANGEL
I'm sorry, Nina, I'm doing my best,
it's just-
NINA
You're just not an 'art' person, I
know. Listen, Angel, I paid for
these tickets so I'm gonna stay and
watch the whole thing, but you can
please yourself. Stay, don't stay,
it's up to you, but don't put a
downer on my night out, okay?
Nina turns away from him a little – the cold shoulder, in
full effect. Angel knows he's messed up but he can't go
anywhere for now, so he reclines back in his chair and tries
to survive the rest of the show.
36 INT. CAVES – MAIN CAVERN. NIGHT. 36
Spike, Skye and Illyria are led by the first two demons into
another tall cavern, lined by flaming torches and peppered
with small tunnels up the walls.
As they look round, the heads of dozens more of the demons
start to peer out at them, glittering red eyes watching them
carefully from the darkness.
SPIKE
Either of you two getting a
slightly bad feeling about all
this?
SKYE
Me? Nah. I'm just concentrating on
not freaking out and running away.
I don't think they'd like that,
somehow.
The trio are led to a stop before a makeshift table,
fashioned out of what looks like half an old car. Two demons
stand behind it, their skin much paler than their fellows,
and bow respectfully to Illyria.
Illyria smiles regally, pleased at this long overdue mark of
respect, and nods her head slightly back at them.
OLD DEMON #1
(subtitled)
Our apologies for the attack on
your servants, my Lord. We believed
them to be more of the human
devils, come to hunt us once again.
ILLYRIA
(subtitled)
There is no need to apologise. They
are merely warriors, they know what
is expected of them.
OLD DEMON #2
(subtitled)
Have you come to aid us?
ILLYRIA
We may be able to help you. Tell me
more of this 'hunt' of which you
speak.
OLD DEMON #1
The devils ride up from the town,
every few months…
As the Old Demon carries on talking in his odd language of
clicks and sniffs, we dissolve to:
37 EXT. HOSANNA – MOUNTAN TRAIL. DAY. 37
Whooping and cheering, a pack of townsfolk make their way up
the path towards the cave entrance. Two men in their thirties
lead the small group, all of whom are armed. The rest of the
group appears to be nervous-looking teenage boys, who follow
the leaders into the cave.
OLD DEMON #1 (V.O.)
They always come in packs, armed
with their rifles and their lights,
searching us out, setting upon us
two at a time, and killing us as
though we were vermin.
38 INT. CAVES – TUNNEL. DAY. 38
With flashlights leading the way, the group split up, one
leader to each set of teenagers, and we stay with one group
as they walk towards us.
OLD DEMON #2 (V.O.)
We are peaceful, we have no wish to
harm them, but when they invade our
homes, we must try to defend
ourselves…
Suddenly, two Demons spring out from the shadows and into the
group of men. Two teenagers go down as the group descends
into chaos.
Amid shouting voices, two loud SHOTS are fired, and one of
the demons falls dead. The second is quickly overwhelmed by
the teenagers, who drag him off screen.
The leader watches on proudly as we hear the sounds of the
boys kicking the unfortunate demon to death.
OLD DEMON #2 (V.O.)
And yet, we always fall. After they
have killed several of us, they
return to the village, desecrating
the bodies of the fallen to take
their trophies.
As the leader and his group start to head back out of the
caves, we dissolve back to:
39 INT. CAVES – MAIN CAVERN. NIGHT. 39
Illyria nods sagely as the demons continue.
OLD DEMON #1
We need your help, Old One. We ask
you to drive the humans away,
protect us from them. Our numbers
are falling, we can no longer be
used as targets so that their young
may come of age!
Illyria pauses for a moment's thought before turning back to
Spike and Skye.
ILLYRIA
These creatures need our help.
SPIKE
They do? From what, exactly? Look,
Blue, I'm all against persecution
of the innocent and that…
(beat; thinks)
Well, I am these days, anyway –
point is, what're us three going to
do against a whole town? Politely
ask them to stop murdering the
poor, defenceless cave demons?
ILLYRIA
You chose yourself to be the leader
– so lead! The vampire and I will
follow your course of action.
Spike looks at Skye – but she just nods and smiles. Spike
takes a deep breath, running a hand through his hair.
SPIKE
Right then. A plan. Right. To stop
the hicks from killing the demons.
Spike starts to pace up and down, deep in thought.
SKYE
'Ria, ask them when they expect the
next hunt to show up.
Illyria turns to one of the demons and utters a burst of
clicks. It replies, and she nods before turning back.
ILLYRIA
Tomorrow.
SPIKE
Oh, arse! That's bloody perfect,
that is… whose bright idea was it
to come all the way out here?
SKYE
(beat)
Uh… yours.
SPIKE
(frowns)
I know that, it was a rhetorical
question, wasn't it!
Skye steps forward, placing a hand on Spike's arm to stop him
pacing.
SKYE
Spike, chill. There's plenty of
things we could try, we just need
to get one in action quick before
Jose and his boys turn up again, so
stop stressing and start solving!
Spike nods, and looks round the caverns, thinking. His gaze
falls on the many torches lining the walls and tunnel
entrances – and a grin creeps across his face. He looks back
to the girls.
SPIKE
You know what? I think I've got it.
Blue, ask them if they reckon they
can make a run into town and steal
us some gasoline…
As Spike chuckles, we dissolve to:
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