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                                       TEASER

                                                               FADE IN.

               CLOSE ON: CLOCK

               Clearly displays: 20:00. We stay on the image for a while as
               we hear talking --

                                                           PULL BACK TO
                                                                REVEAL:

         1     INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - LOUNGE - NIGHT                  1

               The room looks like a parade. Balloons fill the room and a
               big banner stretches from wall to wall. The writing says:
               "HAPPY BIRTHDAY."

               WILLOW and XANDER enter, crossing passed the CLOCK. They are
               setting down various snacks.

                                   XANDER
                         You know, didn't figure me for the
                         cheese and chive but it's working
                         its charm.

                                   WILLOW
                         You think Buffy'll like?

                                   XANDER
                         As long as there's no arms then I
                         think she will.
                             (beat)
                         Didn't get her an arm, did ya?

                                   WILLOW
                             (shakes her head)
                         Better. I was thinking and was
                         like, whoa, what do I get the girl
                         who has seen and virtually done
                         everything?

               Long beat.

                                   XANDER
                         And?

                                   WILLOW
                         Well I couldn't find anything
                         really original so I chickened out
                         and got a necklace.

                                   XANDER
                         A necklace, huh?

                                   WILLOW
                         It's a cross. You know, cos you
                         can't have too many of those.
                             (beat)
                         What did you get her? 

               Xander lowers her eyes to the small wrapped gift in his
               hands. He looks back up to Willow -- she gets it.

                                   WILLOW (cont'd)
                         Xander, you got her a necklace too?

                                   XANDER
                         Well they were all sold out of
                         normal and happy lives at the
                         store.

                                   WILLOW
                         God, this is terrible. 

               She SLUMPS on the sofa, taking a big handful of snacks.
               Xander puts his present on the MANTEL PIECE, turning to her.

                                   XANDER
                         Can't you just conjure something
                         up?

                                   WILLOW
                         I can't use magic like that... I
                         won't.
                             (beat)
                         But I think the store's still open.
                         I could get something else... a
                         ring maybe. Or... I don't know. 

               She STANDS, grabbing her coat.

                                   XANDER
                         Pick me up some chips?

                                   WILLOW
                         Sure.

               She heads out as ANYA enters. Her eyes are on Xander, who has
               taken to resting on the armchair.

                                   XANDER
                         Hey. Where you been?

                                   ANYA
                         Out. I went... out.

                                   XANDER
                         Anywhere exciting? 

               She shakes her head. Turns away from him.

                                   XANDER (cont'd)
                         Okay, so the bad aura thing is for
                         what?

               A beat.

                                   ANYA
                         This isn't going to work, Xander.

                                   XANDER
                         Anya, we've been through this. You
                         can't leave Cleveland... like,
                         really.

                                   ANYA
                         I know but I can't stay like this
                         forever. I need to be mortal again.

                                   XANDER
                         But we can't find a spell to do
                         that.

               She slowly turns back to face him, a GLINT in her eye. She
               knows something and it's way obvious.

                                   ANYA
                         I know a way.

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         2     INT. CHARLESTON & SMITHE - BUFFY'S OFFICE                2

               BUFFY's sitting at her desk, going over a lot of paperwork.
               She SIGHS, taking a deep breath, soothing her aching muscles.
               Looks to the window, the FULL MOON gleaming back at her.
               There's a KNOCK at the door.

                                   BUFFY
                         Yeah?

               It opens, revealing JOSH. He offers her a polite smile and
               she returns it. He THROWS his jacket over his shoulder.

                                   JOSH
                         I'm heading home now, Miss Summers.
                         Unless you need anything else?

                                   BUFFY
                         No. You go. Any plans for tonight?

                                   JOSH
                         I'm gonna catch a movie with a
                         possible girlfriend.

                                   BUFFY
                         Which one?

                                   JOSH
                         I only have the one possible
                         girlfriend. I'm not a player, Miss
                         Summers.

                                   BUFFY
                         I meant which movie.

                                   JOSH
                         Oh... we're not sure. I'm hoping we
                         won't even get there, you know?

                                   BUFFY
                         Wish I didn't.

                                   JOSH
                         Right. No sharing. Okay, I'll see
                         you tomorrow?

                                   BUFFY
                         Bright an early.

                                   JOSH
                         Great.
                             (beat)
                         Oh, and have a great birthday.

                                   BUFFY
                             (smiles)
                         Thanks.

               He EXITS, the door closing behind him. Buffy looks at her
               watch and leans back in her chair -- relaxing. Her eyes close
               for a moment. Then -- she STANDS. She grabs her jacket,
               pulling it on, and heads to the door. She is about to flick
               the LIGHTS off when --

               RING!

               Her head spins to the phone. Hesitation, then she moves to
               it, picking up the receiver.

                                   BUFFY (cont'd)
                         Buffy Summers speaking.

                                   DISTORTED VOICE (V.O.)
                         There is a bomb. Mystical variety.
                         You don't stop it, the world will
                         be destroyed.

               On her WIDENED EYES we...

                                                             BLACK OUT.



                                    END OF TEASER
                                       ACT ONE

                                                               FADE IN.

         3     INT. CHARLESTON & SMITHE - BUFFY'S OFFICE - NIGHT        3

               As before, only a minute later. Buffy is hanging on the
               phone, listening to every detail.

                                   BUFFY
                         Why?

               CLICK! The line goes dead. Buffy lingers, then puts the
               receiver down. Her eyes stay on it for a while, thoughts
               obviously crossing through her mind. Then she STRIDES to the
               door and crosses through it -- determined.

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         4     INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - LOUNGE                          4

               Xander and Anya are both standing, not too far from each
               other, but not too close together either.

                                   XANDER
                         So that's where you've been all
                         day?

                                   ANYA
                         Someone had to do something.

                                   XANDER
                         We were doing all we could.

                                   ANYA
                         All you could. I, on the other
                         hand, have more connections.
                         Luckily there's still a few demons
                         in the fold that actually like me.

                                   XANDER
                         Okay. So, explain?

                                   ANYA
                         I already told you, Xander.

                                   XANDER
                         No, you didn't. You said you had a
                         way and it was a dangerous.

                                   ANYA
                         Well I wasn't really able to get a
                         word in what with you talking all
                         the time.

               Xander takes a step back, retreating.

                                   XANDER
                         Fine. Talk away.

                                   ANYA
                         I sought out an old buddy of mine.
                         We were involved a few hundred
                         years ago before I cursed his
                         Father... and brother...
                             (off his look)
                         Anyway, he knew this immortal who
                         went by the name Jerekov. He
                         wielded the power of sorcery but
                         his power was his own undoing.
                         Because of his threatening acts of
                         violence a coven of powerful
                         wiccans lured him into another
                         realm, devoid of all life, and
                         trapped him there... sealing his
                         power and fate.

                                   XANDER
                         The end?

                                   ANYA
                             (continuing)
                         I've heard stories about Jerekov,
                         that he is trapped for eternity,
                         but the dimension can be crossed.
                         It would require a ritual but
                         nothing too dangerous.

                                   XANDER
                         Wait. You wanna open up another
                         dimension?

                                   ANYA
                         No. There is no portal. The line
                         just needs to be crossed.

                                   XANDER
                         And I'm guessing mojo like this
                         would require an Uber Sabrina?

                                   ANYA
                         Willow can't do it.

               Beat.

                                   XANDER
                         Then how --

                                   ANYA
                         It has to be you. 

               Xander shoots her a QUESTIONING look. Steps closer to her --
               unsure.

                                   XANDER
                         Why me?

                                   ANYA
                         It has to be a pure heart. Willow's
                         killed before. She's tainted.

                                   XANDER
                         I can't... I mean --

                                   ANYA
                         Jerekov won't make me mortal
                         without asking for something in
                         return. There will be a trade.

                                   XANDER
                         What of?

                                   ANYA
                         I don't know.
                             (beat)
                         But I know that the dimensional
                         walls around him are weakened when
                         the moon is whole. It's something
                         to do with the original spell, I'm
                         not too clear on that.

                                   XANDER
                         There's a lot you're not too clear
                         on here, Anya. We should wait for
                         the rest of the gang before --

                                   ANYA
                             (interrupting)
                         We don't have time. The ritual
                         could take hours for all we know.
                             (beat)
                         Don't you love me?

                                   XANDER
                         With all my heart.

                                   ANYA
                         Then prove it. 

               He thinks it over -- confused. Her eyes remain on him as he
               lifts his gaze to meet hers.

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         5     EXT. CLEVELAND - STREETS                                 5

               Dusk has pretty much settled in the downtown area. The camera
               follows Buffy as she SWIFTLY makes her way down the sidewalk.

               Her eyes are FRANTIC, darting everywhere. The strain showing.

                                   JACKSON (O.S.)
                         Buffy.

               She stops. Spins around to see a car pull up beside her. She
               goes to it and sees Jackson in the drivers seat.

                                   BUFFY
                         Oh, thank God.

                                   JACKSON
                         You okay?

                                   BUFFY
                         Not so much.

                                   JACKSON
                         Okay, get in.

               She nods before looking around at the civilians. OPENS the
               door and gets in.

         6     INT. JACKSON'S CAR                                       6

               As Buffy straps on her seat belt, Jackson maneuvers the
               vehicle, pulling away from the sidewalk and continuing on the
               drive. He turns to her.

                                   JACKSON
                         Where are we heading?

                                   BUFFY
                         Monroe Cemetery, you know it?

                                   JACKSON
                         Yeah. My Grandfather's buried
                         there.
                             (beat)
                         I remembered that this morning. 

               She turns to him -- somber.

                                   BUFFY
                         It's all coming back to you?

                                   JACKSON
                         Every bit of it. Last night I
                         remembered how much crap Shana put
                         me through, the men knocking on the
                         door for the money she borrowed so
                         she could feed her drug addiction.

                                   BUFFY
                         Shana?

                                   JACKSON
                         My sister... I just wish some
                         things would stay lost.
                             (beat)
                         Wait. Why are we heading to the
                         cemetery? Are you patrolling?

                                   BUFFY
                         No. I just... there was a phone
                         call, at work. We need to get there
                         real quick so if you could maybe
                         step on it a bit then that'd be
                         real good.

                                   JACKSON
                         But what about your party? Buffy,
                         it's your birthday.

                                   BUFFY
                         Yeah, go figure.
                             (beat)
                         Why is it these things always
                         happen on my birthday? If demons,
                         vampires, and ghosts weren't
                         enough, I've now gotta stop a
                         ticking time bomb in an hour.

                                   JACKSON
                         There's a bomb?

                                   BUFFY
                         Yeah, but it's okay. It's a
                         mystical one.
                             (beat)
                         That will destroy the world unless
                         I stop it so... not really okay.

                                   JACKSON
                         A mystical bomb. And you have to
                         stop it in an hour.
                             (beat)
                         God, what is it with this place?

                                   BUFFY
                         Hellmouth. We've been over it.
                             (beat)
                         The guy... or gal, I don't know,
                         the voice was all... fuzzy. They
                         said I had to go to Monroe Cemetery
                         if I wanted to stop the bomb.

                                   JACKSON
                         Do you know how to disable a bomb?

                                   BUFFY
                         I don't think it's the normal type.
                         Hence the mystical. 

               Her eyes look over to him, his are on her.

                                   BUFFY (cont'd)
                         But if it is then I've got you. You
                         used to be a cop, right? You know
                         how to disarm a bomb?

                                   JACKSON
                         Yeah. Not through being a cop, just
                         the many things I learnt back in my
                         wild days. 

               She GLANCES over to him, a SMILE curving.

                                   BUFFY
                         Wild days?

                                   JACKSON
                         Yeah, I call them the stupid days.
                         I went all Goth and believed in
                         vampires and stuff... which I
                         guess, wasn't that stupid.

                                   BUFFY
                         Well I'm sure it was stupid to
                         everyone else.

                                   JACKSON
                         Not really comforting.

                                   BUFFY
                         Wasn't supposed to be. 

               Jackson's hand turns the steering wheel as the car drives
               around a corner.

                                   BUFFY (cont'd)
                         I should call home, let them know
                         what's going on. 

               She digs in her pocket and pulls out her CELL PHONE. Dials
               the number and puts it to her ear.

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         7     INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - DINING ROOM                     7

               Xander runs his fingers through his hair, almost tearing it
               out. Anya lingers nearby.

                                   ANYA
                         Make a choice, Xander. 

               The phone RINGS. They both look to it, both ignore it. Xander
               moves closer to her.

                                   XANDER
                         You know I'd do anything for you --

                                   ANYA
                         But not this. Not the one thing I
                         need more than anything. Is that
                         what you're saying?

                                   XANDER
                         No. It's not. But I'm not good with
                         the magic, I don't know it as well
                         as Willow or even Dawn.

                                   ANYA
                         Dawn is useless. And the only
                         reason she can do that stuff is
                         because she's linked to the
                         mystical.

                                   XANDER
                         Huh?

                                   ANYA
                         She used to be a ball of green
                         energy!
                             (beat)
                         But we're moving off topic here.
                         Xander, I'm asking you. God,
                         please. Do this one thing and I'll
                         never ask for anything again. 

               Xander shakes his head. The RINGING finally stops.

                                   XANDER
                         I don't know, An. We have to wait
                         for the others, they'll know what
                         to do.

                                   ANYA
                         We can't wait, I told you. I know
                         how to do this, I can help you. But
                         it has to be you.
                             (beat)
                         Just be a man and risk your life
                         for me!

                                   XANDER
                         Okay.

                                   ANYA
                         No, it has to be --
                             (realizing)
                         What?

                                   XANDER
                         Okay. I'll do it. 

               Anya smiles cautiously.

                                   ANYA
                         You mean it?

               Xander nods and goes to put his hand on her arm but stops,
               realizing.

                                   XANDER
                         I can't bear not touching you. Not
                         feeling you. I thought with you
                         dead, I'd finally get over you
                         but... those three months without
                         you were horrible. I got through
                         it, just, but it was eating me up
                         inside.
                             (beat)
                         Then when you came back it was
                         like, whoa. I couldn't explain the
                         feelings. I didn't know how to form
                         the words but if I could have then
                         they would spell out "I love you."
                             (beat)
                         I know that I have to have it all
                         or nothing. And I don't want
                         nothing again.

               Anya's moved. A tear wells in her eye.

                                   ANYA
                         Okay.
                             (beat)
                         Coulda done without the big speech
                         though. You're turning into Buffy.

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         8     EXT. CLEVELAND STREETS                                   8

               The camera moves from the ground and pulls out, revealing the
               gigantic traffic jam. Horns BEEP and various drivers YELL in
               anger at their predicament.

         9     INT. JACKSON'S CAR                                       9

               Buffy is mundo irritable. She looks down at her watch,
               sighing as she reads the digital face: "20:13." Jackson
               notices, finally taking his eyes of the road and his hands
               off the wheel -- giving into the fate of standstill.

                                   JACKSON
                         I guess this bomb is the tip of the
                         iceberg, eh?

               She eyes him, unsure.

                                   JACKSON (cont'd)
                         The past few weeks have been... not
                         my normal life.

                                   BUFFY
                         Having second thoughts?

                                   JACKSON
                         No. Not about you. Not about any of
                         it.
                             (beat)
                         It's just... there's always a
                         threat. Does it ever stop? 

               Buffy finally smiles, her eyes connecting with his. An
               undertone of sexual heat mixed with unconditional caring.

                                   BUFFY
                         It can stop. If you give in.
                             (beat)
                         You ever wish you hadn't met me?
                         That on that day you showed me
                         around the house, you'd skipped
                         work or something?

                                   JACKSON
                         Sometimes.

               She's taken aback.

                                   JACKSON (cont'd)
                         I won't lie, Buffy. I lost my
                         memories and an ancient ring
                         brought them back and now I have
                         the status of Guardian... which, by
                         the way, would be very cool if a
                         few weeks ago there weren't big
                         ugly vampires out to kill the one
                         called that.
                             (beat)
                         It's hard.

                                   BUFFY
                         Can you deal?

                                   JACKSON
                         With you. Yeah. 

               His hand moves to hers, interlocking. A brief moment of
               unison before the cars start up again. Jackson takes his
               other hand and presses on the accelerator, driving forward.

                                   BUFFY
                         God, we're never gonna make it in
                         time in this.

                                   JACKSON
                         The cemetery's not far.

                                   BUFFY
                         We need to get to it as soon as
                         possible. Before this guy gets bomb
                         crazy.

                                   JACKSON
                         You think it might actually go off? 

               Buffy pauses, shrugging.

                                   BUFFY
                         I think it could if we don't stop
                         it. If we know how to.
                             (beat)
                         What is it with people wanting to
                         destroy the world? Is it some new
                         thing I'm just not being let in on?

                                   JACKSON
                         If it is, I don't want a piece of
                         the action.

                                   BUFFY
                         Good guy to the core.

                                   JACKSON
                         Coming from the pro, I'll take that
                         as a compliment.

                                   BUFFY
                         Pro? No. I'm... there was a place I
                         went to a while back where I would
                         have loved for the world to end.
                             (off his look)
                         I had issues.

                                   JACKSON
                         You over them?

                                   BUFFY
                         Mostly.

               Jackson curves an eyebrow. Intrigued. Buffy looks away,
               watching the scenery go by.

                                   JACKSON
                         I'm taking that as a "no" to the
                         explanation.

                                   BUFFY
                             (hesitates)
                         When I crawled out of that grave,
                         it was like I was just this body
                         walking around. My friends, my
                         family... they didn't mean anything
                         to me because it still felt my soul
                         was left behind in... the place I
                         went to... wherever that was.

                                   JACKSON
                         Heaven?

                                   BUFFY
                         We don't know that. There's so many
                         dimensions I could have... but it's
                         over. I'm new and improved Buffy.
                         Wearing the black now. 

               They share a smile.

                                   JACKSON
                         And... Pike? Is that his name?

                                   BUFFY
                         Spike. He was the only... 

               She stops, choosing her words carefully.

                                   BUFFY (cont'd)
                         He made me feel. It was bad and the
                         hurt was unbearable but when I was
                         with him I felt something.
                             (beat)
                         Then he had to go and get a soul
                         and ruin my "no loving the
                         vampires" new years resolution.

                                   JACKSON
                         You loved him? 

               Buffy doesn't answer. She looks ahead and we see a
               directional sign: "MONROE CEMETERY."

                                   BUFFY
                         That's it.

                                   JACKSON
                         Okay.

               He swerves the car and heads down the street. His eyes switch
               from the road and Buffy, almost sequentially.

                                   JACKSON (cont'd)
                         It's okay if you did. It doesn't
                         bother me.

                                   BUFFY
                         Liar.

                                   JACKSON
                         Okay, so it's always in the back of
                         my mind. I've been told the stories
                         of your past and it seems... you've
                         had them all.
                             (off her look)
                         I didn't mean that to come out like
                         it did.

               He steps on the brakes and pulls the car over, parking
               alongside the sidewalk.
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