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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. L.A SKYLINE. NIGHT. 1
The sky is calm and peaceful, as the camera moves over the
top of the streets, looking down we see cars slowly moving in
steady streams throughout the city - just another ordinary
night in LA.
2 EXT. STREET. NIGHT. 2
We're in the bad part of the city now. A group of TEENAGERS
stand around on a street corner, smoking, drinking and
generally making a lot of noise. One of them throws a half
full beer can across the street and they all CHEER when it
hits the windscreen of a beaten up car.
The huddle of teenagers is suddenly broken apart by an
ELDERLY WOMAN pulling a little red shopping cart behind her.
The woman is hunched over slightly, wearing layers of shabby
clothes. She's a perfect target for the gang.
Another can is thrown, this time empty and just slightly wide
of the mark. The woman doesn't stop, not even when the next
can HITS her in the back. She keeps on walking and the gang
follow, all they want to do is cause some trouble.
One of them grabs the cart from her and pulls it away as the
others surround her.
TEEN #1
Hey lady, what's in the bag?
ELDERLY WOMAN
Nothing, nothing important.
Close up, it's obvious how intimidating they are to her. One
of the other teenagers tips the cart up and the contents
spill out. The woman was right, it really is nothing, just a
carton of milk, a loaf of bread and a newspaper.
TEEN #2
She was right, nothing.
The first teen smiles back at the woman, who is looking
around the group for some way she can escape.
TEEN #1
That's a real shame, but me and the
boys can't go home empty handed,
can we?
ELDERLY WOMAN
I haven't got anything! I haven't
got any money!
One of the gang GRABS her from behind while another one digs
into the pocket of her coat and pulls out her purse. The
woman begins to struggle, and the gang LAUGH.
The leader flips through the purse, but all he finds is a
couple of receipts and a bus pass.
TEEN #1
This is it? Come on, Grandma, cough
up the goods!
ELDERLY WOMAN
I swear that's all I have! Please
don't hurt me!
The leader tosses the purse over his shoulder and the camera
follows it as it flies through the air, landing a few feet
away in the street.
Suddenly there's a huge crack of LIGHTNING from nowhere, and
all at once the street lights EXPLODE, plunging the street
into darkness.
3 EXT. L.A SKYLINE. NIGHT 3
The quiet sky we saw before is gone, replaced by the raging
storm. The lights in all the buildings fail all at the same
time plunging the skyline into utter darkness.
4 EXT. STREET. NIGHT 4
The gang are startled by the ferocity of the sudden storm,
and as they look up at the sky, wondering what's going on, we
pull back over to the wallet, lying forgotten.
A pair of black boots step into frame, and a hand reaches
into frame to scoop the wallet up - it's SPIKE, and he starts
to leaf through the wallet as ANGEL, SONIA and TAYLOR dash
into frame, having exited a building in the street through a
back door.
Angel looks up at the sky as Taylor notices the gang, still
hanging on to the old woman.
TAYLOR
(to gang)
Hey!
The teens look up, and as Taylor steps towards them they
scatter, leaving the woman standing as they escape.
Taylor jogs over to her as she starts gathering up her
belongings, patches of rain starting to fall.
TAYLOR (cont'd)
Are you alright? Did those kids
hurt you?
ELDERLY WOMAN
No, no, I'm fine, young man.
(looks up)
Better get some shelter, looks like
a bad one!
The woman wanders off as Sonia and Angel join Taylor, the
group already soaked to the skin by the falling rain.
Another bolt of lightning FLASHES overhead, before the street
goes black, and the thunder gives another deafening BANG.
Spike walks into frame, tucking the wallet away.
SPIKE
Alright, I'm prepared to take some
suggestions. What the hell is going
on?
There's another FLASH, and the team recoil slightly - the sky
overhead looks like a fight between two electrical storms,
and neither one is giving an inch.
ANGEL
I don't know, but it can't be good.
(turns to others)
We have to get to Wolfram and Hart.
Now.
Off Angel's rain-soaked but grim expression, we cut to:
5 EXT. WOLFRAM AND HART - ROOF. NIGHT. 5
Despite the city being blacked out around them, the roof of
the Wolfram & Hart building is both fully lit and buzzing
with activity - a crackling PORTAL howls as electricity laces
away from it, and standing before it is the tall, cloaked and
masked figure of THE KEEPER.
Another FLASH of lightning shows us MANNERS, standing right
at the front of the group of people closest to The Keeper.
KITRIDGE is still looking at him, wide eyed, as the senior
technician, TAKE, dashes over, shouting over the deafening
noise of the storm.
TAKE
Sir, we're going to have to take
him down to the lab to run a few
tests!
MANNERS
In a second, I need to greet our
new arrival first!
Manners walks up to the Keeper and extends his hand with a
warm smile.
MANNERS (cont'd)
Welcome to Wolfram and Hart.
From Manner's grin, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
6 INT. HYPERION - LOBBY. NIGHT. 6
As the storm carries on outside and lightning flashes through
the windows, NINA, CONNOR and SKYE are rushing around,
lightning candles and trying to find torches.
Standing perfectly still in the centre of the room is
ILLYRIA, watching the storm as a flash of lightning
illuminates her features.
When Connor rushes past carrying candles, she turns abruptly
an grabs his arm.
ILLYRIA
What is the meaning of this
darkness?
CONNOR
You got me. Maybe instead of just
standing around watching, you could
help out?
ILLYRIA
(imperious)
How dare you speak to me in that
insolent tone! I have destroyed
civilizations, and yet here I am,
being undermined by a halfling such
as yourself?
CONNOR
(shrugs; unfazed)
It was just a suggestion.
He walks away, and Illyria returns her attention back to the
storm.
ILLYRIA
This is not right...
WES (O.S.)
Talking to yourself again?
WES comes into shot just behind her, but she doesn't turn
around to face him.
ILLYRIA
There is something about this dark
that troubles me. Is the city often
plagued by storms such as this?
WES
You'd be surprised.
(beat)
Although, I'm afraid this has put a
delay on our plans.
Now she turns to face him, looking concerned.
ILLYRIA
What do you mean?
WES
Well, with the black out going on,
there's no way to power up the
machine, so there's no way we can
use it.
ILLYRIA
No... No! We were to use the device
tonight, to restore you to what you
once were, and-
WES
(interrupts)
Illyria, look around you. There's
nothing we can do. I don't think
even you could recharge the entire
city by yourself!
ILLYRIA
(growing agitated)
There must be something, we cannot
just leave you as a shadow, doomed
to stay between the two worlds! The
plan must go ahead!
Wes smiles slightly, touched about how strongly she feels
about this. He puts his hands into his pockets and steps
closer to her.
WES
It's a simple case of logistics,
Illyria. With the power down, we're
stuck.
ILLYRIA
Then we shall restore the power!
A bright light suddenly shines on Illyria's face - it's Skye
shining a torch at her. She turns it off and smiles.
SKYE
My thoughts exactly, but first we
need to know what caused the black
out in the first place.
ILLYRIA
The vampire is correct, we must go
straight to the cause in order to
resolve this situation.
She makes a move, but Skye grabs her arm and pulls her back.
Illyria quickly shrugs the arm away.
SKYE
Not that I don't admire your
enthusiasm or anything, 'Ria, but
it's probably best we wait for
Angel and Spike and then get into
research mode first, before we go
running off anywhere.
ILLYRIA
You are eager to fix the problem
too?
SKYE
Of course I am!
ILLYRIA
Then why do you insist on wasting
time by stalling?
Skye opens her mouth to retort but Wes steps between the two
girls, hands raised.
WES
She has a point, it's best if we
wait until everyone is here and
then we'll start trying to figure
this out.
Illyria is obviously not happy, but she can tell she's not
going to win this argument.
ILLYRIA
As you wish.
With that she walks away, storming off up the stairs. Skye
watches her go, turns on the torch again and turns back to
Wes with a smile.
SKYE
You've got to admire her spark!
WES
Illyria is a... unique being.
SKYE
'Unique' isn't the word I would
use. More like demented.
WES
She's just...
Before Wes can continue, Illyria is heading back down the
stairs.
ILLYRIA
I thought it best if I should
remain down here, in case we are
attacked and my assistance is
needed.
SKYE
(smirks)
Which means she can't find her way
upstairs in the dark. Don't you get
night vision as part of the Old One
package deal?
Illyria gives Skye a dark look and she wanders away, once
again leaving Wes and Illyria alone.
ILLYRIA
Upon Spike and Angel's return, we
shall resolve this problem
immediately.
WES
You seem very eager!
For a brief second Illyria looks almost embarrassed, but it
quickly fades.
ILLYRIA
I wish for this issue to be
resolved quickly, there is no other
reasoning behind it.
The doors to the hotel fly open and Taylor hurries in, soaked
from the rain. He peers round the lobby, picking up Wes and
Illyria in the gloom.
TAYLOR
Are you two just going to stand
there, or are you going to do
something? We're in the middle of
about five storm fronts out there!
WES
What can I do?
TAYLOR
(beat)
Okay, you, maybe not so much, but
she can-
ILLYRIA
You are not my master, I will not
take orders from an outsider such
as yourself! Have you discovered
the cause for this disturbance?
TAYLOR
Not yet, there's only so much one
person can do at a time!
The doors to the hotel BURST open again, and standing in the
door way are two shadowy figures with the storm going on
right behind them, like a shot from a bad horror movie.
SPIKE
It's bloody treacherous out there!
And it took forever!
ANGEL
Well, it wouldn't have if you'd
listened when I was telling you you
were going the wrong way!
SPIKE
I'm very sorry, Mister bloody Map
Reader, who knew it would be so
hard to navigate through LA in the
dark!
They walk down into the lobby, slamming the door behind them
and shrugging off some of the rain.
ILLYRIA
Angel, we need to find the cause of
this darkness immediately and
remove it, or we cannot restore
Wesley. This cannot be tolerated!
Angel looks at her with raised eyebrows and then turns to
Skye, who shrugs.
SKYE
Ignore her, she's been like that
ever since the power went out.
SPIKE
Any ideas what's going on?
WES
It's obviously a side effect of the
electrical storm, but what caused
that is a mystery. There were no
meteorological signs earlier today
indicating anything, so it must be
linked to-
ANGEL
(interrupts)
Wolfram and Hart's machine, yeah,
way ahead of you. I don't think the
storm is our main concern right
now, getting the power back on is.
Any ideas?
TAYLOR
The first place we should start is
probably the power plant, see what
we can do there.
ANGEL
Doesn't the hotel have an emergency
generator we can use?
SKYE
We haven't had a chance to look,
we've been too busy running around
trying to bring a little light to
this place!
NINA
Should some of us get over to
Wolfram and Hart and see what's
going on?
ANGEL
Not now, there's no time.
ILLYRIA
This will not do!
Everyone turns to look at her as she stomps into frame.
ILLYRIA (cont'd)
You talk about time being a factor,
yet you stand around idly, talking
about plans instead of taking
action!
SPIKE
(annoyed)
Our track record for unplanned
decisions doesn't exactly make for
good reading, princess!
ANGEL
She has a point, we should probably
split up, someone should patrol the
streets, make sure everything is in
order and the rest of us can tool
up and hit Wolfram and Hart.
WES
Well I'm the obvious choice to stay
here. I can look into the prophecy
further while the rest of you go.
ILLYRIA
Then I shall stay with you, to
protect our stronghold from any
evil that may lurk in the shadows.
ANGEL
(beat; eyes Illyria)
Right, good, everyone else get
ready. Taylor, Connor, Nina with
me, Spike, Sonia and Skye you can
patrol.
Everyone else wanders off to get ready, except for Spike.
SPIKE
Why do I have to patrol? Why can't
I go play 'Smack The Suit' with
your lot? Is it because I'm not
good enough suddenly?
ANGEL
(weary)
Spike, I don't have time for this-
SPIKE
I don't see why you get to do the
important job, and I get thrown out
like some... lackey!
Angel walks over to the weapons cabinet, with Spike in hot
pursuit.
SPIKE (cont'd)
Ever since I came back you've been
doing this to me! Treating me like
your dogsbody instead of an equal,
when you know as well as I do that
I'm just as good at all this hero
stuff as you are!
ANGEL
Look, can we possibly leave this
until later?
He pulls open the cabinet doors, and Spike leans over and
pulls out a broad sword before turning away and muttering
under his breath. As Angel shakes his head and closes the
doors, we cut to:
7 INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LAB. NIGHT. 7
Already set up around the lab are small battery powered
lamps, while The Keeper is standing in the dead center of the
room. The group of people from the roof top have followed him
down.
MANNERS
We've been preparing for your
arrival for a long time, and we are
honoured to have you here.
In the crowd of people watching, we see Kitridge trying to
push his way to the front.
MANNERS (cont'd)
There are so many things to show
you, so much that you will see that
will one day belong to us.
The Keeper takes a step forward, the mask over his face
giving him a Darth Vader style wheeze. Manners glances at
Take before continuing.
MANNERS (cont'd)
Your presence here will be felt
throughout this city, although we
are of course currently suffering a
little setback.
The Keeper tilts its head to one size quizzically, and
Manners turns back to the rest of the Wolfram and Hart
employees gathered behind him.
MANNERS (cont'd)
Ladies and gentlemen, let's make
our guest feel welcome.
The employees burst into loud APPLAUSE, and after a few
seconds Manners raises his hand. The employees stop clapping
and those who don't belong in the lab begin to drift away.
As some lab workers swarm around The Keeper, doing various
tests, Kitridge pushes his way forward to Manners, who
doesn't even turn to face him.
Kitridge opens his mouth to speak, but Manners raises a hand
to interrupt him.
MANNERS (cont'd)
You're wondering why we kept you in
the dark?
Well, the Senior Partners thought
it best that this was kept under
wraps from most of the employees,
just in case the information was
somehow leaked, and the plan
compromised.
KITRIDGE
'Leaked'? How so?
MANNERS
(wry smile)
You know how these things happen,
James.
KITRIDGE
(angry)
No, I don't. Are you trying to
insinuate that someone in this
company would somehow leak the
information? Are you suggesting
that I was the weak point?
Manners turns to Kitridge and gives him an insincere smile.
MANNERS
Of course not.
He turns back to watch the lab assistants swarming round the
Keeper, and Kitridge seethes for a moment.
KITRIDGE
What about the power outage and the
storm?
MANNERS
I'm sure Angel is already on the
case, no doubt he's already formed
a plan and is on his way to fix the
problem.
KITRIDGE
Do you think he'll know that we're
behind this?
MANNERS
Of course, I have complete faith in
Angel, he knows that no one else
could do something like this, even
if it was a... side effect.
KITRIDGE
Do you think he'll cause problems
for us? Or, should I say, you and
our new friend over there, who I
still know absolutely nothing
about!
MANNERS
(condescending)
Now James, I'm sure you have a lot
of work to do, so why don't you run
back to your office. You're in
charge of keeping Angel under
control, don't forget!
Kitridge stares Manners out for a beat, then turns and starts
stomping away. He pauses near the door and turns back.
KITRIDGE
And if I make sure Angel doesn't
interfere tonight, you'll tell me
what was so secret about all this?
MANNERS
Of course.
Kitridge leaves the lab, not looking a hundred percent
convinced, as Manners turns back to the Keeper and smiles.
8 INT. HYPERION - LOBBY. NIGHT. 8
The gang are all gathered in the lobby, ready to leave.
Illyria is watching from the corner, the lobby now lit by the
soft glow of many candles.
Spike is busy lighting his cigarette on one of them and
doesn't notice that the sleeve of his jacket is on fire. When
he sees it, Spike simply rolls his eyes and begins waving his
arm until the flames die down.
SPIKE
Bloody fire hazard!
CONNOR
It's the best we could do.
Spike drifts back over to everyone else who are all looking
at Angel, waiting for the obligatory inspirational speech.
ANGEL
Are we all clear on what we're
doing? The aim is to get the power
on as quickly as possible and all
get back here without any trouble.
Spike and Skye, I'm counting on you
two to keep the streets clear.
SPIKE
(sarcastic)
Should be too hard, they'll be
empty. Oh, except for the
inevitable crowds of looters and
riots, that is.
ANGEL
(ignores him)
Illyria can handle anything that
crops up here. Once the power's up,
we all meet back up and move on
Wolfram & Hart.
Angel looks over at her, but she simply tries to retreat
farther into the shadows.
ANGEL (cont'd)
Okay everyone, I want to be in and
out, lets keep it simple.
SKYE
Like that's going to happen...
They all begin to move towards the doors, and we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
INT. POWER PLANT. NIGHT.
The plant is dark, just like everywhere else, and as the
storm continues to rage outside we see the huge machines
inside the plant, all of them stationary and silent.
After A series of BANGS and CRASHES, the front door flies off
its hinges and across the main part of the room, hitting the
door. Angel is standing in the open doorway, torch beams
shining into the plant from behind him.
His team steps in, their footsteps echoing on the floor as
their flashlights sweep everything in the room.
CONNOR
Where is everyone? It's the middle
of a blackout, shouldn't this place
be full of, you know, staff?
TAYLOR
Chances are they're all dead
NINA
(gulps)
Oh.
TAYLOR
Hey, they may just all be in other
parts of the complex. Point is,
there's nobody round this part, so,
this is where we stay.
CONNOR
How do we know which is the right
machine to get working?
TAYLOR
We're looking for the turbines.
There should be some sort of
emergency back up system to
recharge them.
NINA
How will we know when we've found
them?
TAYLOR
You just will. We should probably
spread out, this place is huge.
With that, Taylor wanders off on his own, but the rest of the
gang stay together, deciding to search the lower part of the
plant.
CONNOR
All these machines look the same to
me. I don't know Taylor can tell
the difference!
ANGEL
What I want to know is what are
Wolfram and Hart up to this time? A
city wide black out can't be a good
thing. Whatever it is, it's
something big. But we'll worry
about that later, right now we need
to find these turbines.
On the upper level, Taylor is checking everything around him,
but so far he hasn't found anything. He stops to investigate
a machine in the corner, but decides it isn't the one he's
looking for and walks on.
He rounds a corner and stops dead.
TAYLOR
Well, that was easy.
(shouts)
Hey! I found it!
He walks straight up to the huge machine and shines his torch
on it, inspecting it carefully as behind him we hear hurried
footsteps as the others approach. Eventually Angel appears at
his side.
ANGEL
Is this it?
TAYLOR
This is it, and from the looks of
it the power's been drained out of
it like it was a sieve! Something
took a lot of juice.
CONNOR
How do you fix it?
TAYLOR
First we find the back up power,
which runs on a completely separate
circuit for emergencies like that.
Then we have to charge the whole
thing back up a little at a time.
ANGEL
Why can't you just do the whole
thing at once?
TAYLOR
Because it could blow the whole
system and that could take days to
fix. You're in for the long haul
here.
ANGEL
How long?
TAYLOR
I don't know, a few hours maybe?
CONNOR
Can't you speed it up?
TAYLOR
(frowns)
How, exactly?
Connor shrugs and as Taylor continues to glare, he decides to
walk off somewhere else.
ANGEL
Just get it done as quickly as you
can, alright?
TAYLOR
I'll do what I can, but it may not
even work at all.
ANGEL
What? Why?
TAYLOR
The power drain could have damaged
the whole network, and I can't fix
that. You're just going to have to
cross your fingers. Now, if you
want to help speed things up, go
look for the back up power.
ANGEL
Any idea where it'll be?
TAYLOR
Somewhere close by.
Angel nods and steps off frame as Taylor goes back to
studying the turbine, and we cut to:
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