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TEASER
FADE IN.
1 EXT. CEMETERY. DAY 1
It's a bright day, we can tell because the sun is shining
with more ambiance than normal. A gentle breeze shimmers the
green grass as a figure comes into view.
BUFFY stops at a tombstone but it is obscured from view by
her sleek and slender frame.
BUFFY
I'm sorry.
FAITH (O.S.)
No big.
Looks to Faith, wearing nothing but black. Buffy however is
dressed in a bright blue dress, with flower prints. A big
clash.
BUFFY
It is.
FAITH
Hey, I'm playing the cool. Work
with me here.
BUFFY
How did... are you okay?
FAITH
Five by...
She stops herself, shaking her head slightly. She moves
closer to Buffy and looks down at the grave.
FAITH (cont'd)
I'm not gonna have a breakdown.
BUFFY
You will.
Faith turns to her, eyeing her up - unsure.
FAITH
What's it all about?
Buffy raises a smile.
BUFFY
You got me.
FAITH
Have I?
Buffy's smile fades. She turns and slowly walks away, Faith
following from behind.
FAITH (cont'd)
It's a strange feeling. Well, I
guess you already knew that. You
know, with the people...
BUFFY
It gets easier.
FAITH
Yeah?
BUFFY
Not so much.
(beat)
Sounds good though.
FAITH
Uplifting.
Buffy stops, turning to her.
BUFFY
I should go.
FAITH
Right. Things to do.
BUFFY
Kinda.
She turns away from the other Slayer once again but Faith
pulls at her arm.
FAITH
You won't do it.
BUFFY
What? Go?
FAITH
You think you can but... you won't.
Some sacrifices can't be made. They
know that though. That's why a new
player is on the way. Or to be
exact it's been here all along,
working its way through the years.
(beat)
You can't trust what you see.
BUFFY
I see you.
FAITH
Exactly.
Faith lifts her arm and touches Buffy on the cheek. Gently,
almost caring.
FAITH (cont'd)
Everything you know is gonna be put
to the test. Things you didn't know
are gonna become clearer than the
light of day. Trust yourself. Cause
everyone else will screw you over.
BUFFY
And... Jackson?
FAITH
He's not who you think he is. He's
something else.
BUFFY
Figures.
They continue on their way.
FAITH
And about Jackson, what's with you
wearing the black? You walking my
line now?
BUFFY
I just can't resist his... arms.
FAITH
You muscle ho.
BUFFY
Look who's talking.
As their talking fades out, the camera turns and quickly
moves back to the tombstone. It simply says: "ROBIN WOOD."
CUT TO:
2 INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE -BUFFY'S ROOM. MORNING 2
Buffy STIRS for a moment then quickly lifts her head from the
pillow. She looks around, then touches her cheek, bewildered.
BLACK OUT.
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
3 INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - XANDER'S ROOM. MORNING. 3
We're looking out towards the main window. The sun is
shining, the birds are singing - my oh my, what a wonderful
day.
We pan slowly down and to the left to Xander's bed, where he
and Anya are lying peacefully. Xander is on his back, one arm
behind his back as he half dozes in the sunbeams filtering
into the room, while Anya is draped across his chest, holding
onto him tight as though she'd drift away if she ever let go.
Both have big smiles on their faces.
The TV set on top of the dresser to the right is buzzing away
with some early morning news program, which Xander is half
watching.
ANYA
Well, that was nice.
XANDER
Yup.
ANYA
Very nice.
XANDER
Sure was.
ANYA
I'd go so far as to say great,
even.
XANDER
I'm glad it was, honey.
A beat. Anya looks like she wants to say a million things and
is trying (and failing) to stay quiet.
ANYA
It's a funny thing, when you think
about it.
XANDER
What is?
ANYA
You know. Sex.
XANDER
Funny how?
ANYA
Well, I mean..
(sits up to look at
Xander)
Demons sort of do it, although
there's lots of ways to do it, what
with the non-standard body makeups
and all. My'sh'shyk demons, for
example, have to do this thing with
their arms where they..
She locks her arms behind her head and tries to recreate the
movements. Xander watches her with mild amusement.
XANDER
Really haven't given demonic
bedroom activity a huge amount of
thought, An-
ANYA
Yes, I know that, but what I'm
saying is.. the way humans do it,
well, it's.. nicer.
XANDER
Good.
ANYA
And besides, when I was a ghost I
couldn't do it at all, so any way
would have been good, but now I can
do it the human way again, well,
that's just great.
Xander nods and lets Anya settle down again. She sits still
for about five seconds before she sits back up again.
ANYA (cont'd)
It's a nice word too, don't you
think?
XANDER
What is?
ANYA
Sex.
XANDER
Sex?
ANYA
Yes. It just, you know, rolls off
the tongue. Sex. Sex. Sex! See?
It's a happy word! You have to
smile when you say it!
XANDER
Although, somehow the effect is
lessening every second..
ANYA
(not listening)
There's all sorts of words you
could use, some of them nowhere
near as nice, like scr-
XANDER
(interrupts)
Anya..
ANYA
Right, yes, sorry.
She settles back down. Five more seconds, then she sits up
again.
ANYA (cont'd)
Can we do it again?
XANDER
(deep breath)
Just five more minutes, honey. I
was up late working that whole
'make you solid again' magic thing,
and now Officer Xander needs to
make with the Z's to keep his
strength up.
ANYA
Okay then.
Anya settles back down. She still looks happy and Xander
looks peaceful and content as he starts to drift off to sleep
again..
ANYA (cont'd)
And besides, it's always that bit
better when you don't have to
curse, kill or eat the person
afterwards like some demons have
to..
Xander sits up suddenly and swings his legs out of the bed.
XANDER
Well, that's me done, time for a
shower.
He pads off screen, realizing that he's not going to get any
more sleep. We stay on Anya, still lying down and still
looking pretty pleased with herself.
4 INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - DOWNSTAIRS. MORNING. 4
Giles is opening the front door, coat hanging over one arm
and luggage bag in the other. He carefully opens the door,
and waiting outside we can see a yellow taxi. Giles throws
one last look round the house, grins, and carefully closes
the door behind him as he leaves so as not to wake anyone up.
As the door clicks, we pan down a little to pick up a folded
piece of notepaper sitting on the lamp table by the sofa,
labelled 'Buffy.'
5 INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - BUFFY'S ROOM. MORNING. 5
Buffy and Jackson, lying in bed together. Wearing the same
happy expressions as Anya and Xander, but here Jackson sleeps
and Buffy watches him, her head on the pillow
BUFFY
Jackson? Are you awake? Silence.
She snuggles up a little closer.
BUFFY (cont'd)
Jackson?
(beat)
Are you still asleep?
(smiles)
Good. Just checking.
(beat)
You know, there's still so much we
don't know about each other.
There's so many things I want to
ask you, and that I want you to ask
me.. sometimes I just don't know
where to start. I want to know
everything and I want you to know
everything.
She wraps an arm round him. Jackson murmurs and shuffles
round a little, one of his arms falling lazily across hers.
She grins, and then a thought hits her. She carefully moves
out from under his arm and reaches across him to the bedside
table.
Buffy's hand grabs her cell phone from the table top.
She settles back down and starts to type in a message, the
clicking of the keys being the only sound in the room.
6 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 6
Willow and Kennedy are asleep in bed, the morning sunlight
creeping its way across the room between the blinds. The two
sleep in an odd way - Willow has her back to Kennedy and
Kennedy has one arm draped over Willow. Close, but not all
that close.
Willow stirs and frowns, and Kennedy's eyes flicker open. She
sits up and looks down at the sleeping Willow, who from the
looks of it seems to be having a nightmare of sorts.
She smiles and strokes Willow's hair softly, which seems to
soothe her, and after a few moments she settles back down.
Kennedy lies down and her eyes close again.
7 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN. MORNING. 7
Kennedy sits at the breakfast table, eating a bowl of cereal,
her dressing gown loosely on and her hair an uncombed mess.
There is a small portable TV on the brightly colored kitchen
surface, just next to the cooker, and she watches the news on
it as she munches.
TV
And there is still no more news on
the whereabouts of Mr Timberlakien,
the pop star last seen heading off
into Vegas with a mystery blonde at
the wheel of his sports car. In
other entertainment news, popular
actress Scarlett Johanssen has
announced her engagement to an
unknown British musician, who is
said to be-
Kennedy pauses as her cereal crunches suddenly, as though
she's bitten a chunk of something she shouldn't. Frowning,
she sticks a finger into her mouth to dig out the offending
article, and levers it out.
She looks down at the object in her fingers and sees an odd
chunk of black material, almost like a shell of some sort.
She stares, puzzled, at the item before she notices a strange
rustling noise. She looks from side to side and then slowly
down at her breakfast bowl..
It's full of COCKROACHES!
With a disgusted yell, she leaps back off the stool she sat
on, knocking over the cereal box which spills out onto the
table top.
It's just as full of the skittering bugs, who scatter out
across the kitchen surface.
Hand over her mouth, she takes a few steps backwards.
8 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 8
On the pair in bed as before, as Kennedy's eyes flick open
and she sits up with a jolt. She looks around for a few
moments before she realizes she's still in bed, and it was
just a dream.
She sighs with relief and puts a hand to her forehead,
surprised to find how much she was sweating.
KENNEDY
Weird.. they were only bugs!
She slides out of the bed carefully so as not to disturb
Willow and heads for the kitchen again.
9 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN. MORNING. 9
Reverse angle shot looking up from inside the cereal box as
Kennedy opens it, checks it for bugs and then closes it
again.
Kennedy shakes her head and puts the box back up on the
shelf. The TV is on again in the background.
TV
And there is still no more news on
the whereabouts of Mr Timberlakien,
the pop star last seen heading off
into Vegas with a mystery blonde at
the wheel of his sports car. In
other entertainment news, popular
actress Scarlett Johanssen has
announced her engagement to an
unknown British musician, who is
said to be-
10 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 10
Kennedy pads back into the bedroom, yawning widely, not ready
to be out of bed just yet. She looks over to the sleeping
Willow.
There's someone in bed next to Willow!
Kennedy freezes, her muscles tightening as she sizes up the
situation. She carefully creeps forward to see what's going
on, grabbing hold of one edge of the quilt and pulling it
towards her.
The covers are obscuring their face, but as they drag away we
see that it is Kennedy who is asleep next to Willow..
Kennedy looks down at herself, still fast asleep in the bed.
It doesn't take Slayer Sense to work out that something
screwy is going on.
KENNEDY
What the hell?
The double suddenly rolls to the side and her eyes flick
open, looking right back at Kennedy.
She gasps and steps back, fists already up and ready to
attack.
SECOND KENNEDY
(whispers)
You can't wake up.
The Second Kennedy then vamps out, and as Kennedy watches
helplessly, the doppelganger in the bed leans over to Willow
and calmly sinks her teeth into her neck. Kennedy starts to
shout out.
11 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 11
On the pair in bed as before, as Kennedy's eyes flick open
and she sits up with a jolt. She looks around for a few
moments before she realizes she's still in bed, and it was
just a dream.
She sighs with relief and puts a hand to her forehead,
surprised to find how much she was sweating. She looks down
at Willow but seems more shaken this time, as though she's
not sure if she's awake or not.
12 INT. JODY'S HOUSE - BEDROOM. MORNING. 12
The same pleasant Cleveland sun, this time over at Jody's
place. A typical teenage boy's room - minus the posters of
girls, of course - as we look at Jody, asleep and ruffled in
the bed, and Andrew in a sleeping bag on the floor next to
him.
Video cases and junk food wrappers litter the floor, next to
the still running Playstation 2, a controller for which lies
in the sleeping Andrew's hand. Andrew stirs, as though waking
from a dream.
ANDREW
Tasha.. Tasha! No!
He sits bolt upright and puts a steadying hand against his
chest.
ANDREW (cont'd)
What a nightmare.. to relive all
that again!
He looks up at the sleeping form of Jody and smiles, then
settles back down against his pillows and picks up the
Playstation controller.
He pushes some buttons and we hear the game he was playing
beep back into life. He frowns as he concentrates, and he
seems to be losing before we hear an explosion.
TV PLAYSTATION
Player one is out.
Andrew scowls at the TV and flicks the console off. He looks
round the room for a few minutes, taking in his surroundings
again now that it's daylight, before Jody yawns and stretches
lazily, looking over the edge of the bed and down at Andrew
on the floor below.
JODY
Mornin.'
ANDREW
Good morning.
JODY
(rubs eyes)
What the hell time did we
eventually fall asleep last night?
Last thing I remember was kicking
your ass on Bust-A-Move at about
3am..
ANDREW
Oh, nothing much. We started to try
and see if we could work out why
George Lucas seems to be obsessed
with gay robots and midgets, then
we fell asleep.
JODY
Oh yeah.. Heh, bet my parents would
have raised an eyebrow if I'd said
a girl was coming round instead of
you.
ANDREW
Do they know that you're.. well, I
mean, have you told them?
JODY
Naah. Haven't quite worked out how
to break it to them yet. Haven't
told all that many people, really,
but I don't lie if anyone asks.
Seems to be safe. You know the ways
most schools are, any kind of
deviation from 'the norm' equals a
fistfight a day, every day.
ANDREW
So inviting me over is both sneaky
and yet at the same time openly
trustworthy.. I like the way your
mind works, Number One.
JODY
(sits up)
Aye sir. I'm off to the bathroom.
Be right back.
Jody steps out of bed and over Andrew to head for the door.
He's wearing shorts and a t-shirt but Andrew still isn't sure
whether he should be looking or not.
The door closes and Andrew switches the TV on, browsing the
channels halfheartedly
13 INT. SUMMERS RESIDENCE - BATHROOM. MORNING. 13
Anya stands before the bathroom mirror, her red dressing gown
on as she looks herself up and down, examining herself. She
stretches a leg out on top of the toilet and peers up and
down at it, as though checking for flaws.
The door opens behind her and Dawn starts to walk in, before
noticing that Anya is inside. She ducks back out but leaves
the door slightly ajar.
Dawn peers through the slight gap in the doorway to watch
Anya, wondering what she's doing.
Anya stands back upright and flaps her hands in the air,
clearly frustrated with something.
Dawn looks puzzled but decides to leave Anya to it, leaning
back out of frame.
Anya turns and sits down on the toilet, her chin resting on
her hands an a glum look on her face. She realizes a single
tear is running down her cheek, and with a sad smile she
wipes it away, staring at the teardrop on the end of her
finger.
She rubs both her eyes again and turns slightly to look back
into the mirror.
Looking at her reflection. She sighs, gets up, rubs her face
with one of the towels, flushes the unused toilet and leaves
the bathroom.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
14 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 14
Willow and Kennedy, in bed as before. This time, it is
Kennedy who stays asleep as Willow stirs and starts to wake
up. She shuffles round in the bed to look over at Kennedy and
smiles at the peaceful form next to her, before carefully
sliding out of the bed.
15 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN. MORNING. 15
Reverse angle, looking up from inside the cereal box Kennedy
checked earlier.
Willow pours herself a bowl of cereal, takes some milk from
the fridge and sits down and munches away at the cereal as
the TV news channel speaks.
TV
And there is still no more news on
the whereabouts of Mr Timberlakien,
the pop star last seen heading off
into Vegas with a mystery blonde at
the wheel of his sports car. In
other entertainment news, popular
actress Scarlett Johanssen has
announced her engagement to an
unknown British musician, who is
said to be-
She finishes her cereal and switches the TV off and stands
up, heading back into the bedroom. We follow her through the
doorway.
16 INT. SUNNYDALE HIGH - LIBRARY. NIGHT. 16
Willow walks through the double doors and into the old
Sunnydale library, still in her pajamas and dressing gown. It
doesn't take her long to realize something is wrong. She
looks all around her.
The library is exactly as it was before the school burned
down, before the refurbishment. It is also empty, and eerily
quiet.
Willow takes a few steps forward, a worried look on her face
as she scans the floor for any signs of life.
WILLOW
Hello?
She pauses and rolls her eyes at the situation.
WILLOW (cont'd)
Oh, yeah, because that'll work..
VOICE (O.S.)
Hello?
Willow jumps a mile and spins round.
A disheveled, frightened looking TEENAGE BOY appears from
behind one of the bookcases. The whole library is dark
despite the lights being on, but the boy tries to keep to the
shadows as though he's afraid of the light.
TEEN
Wh-who are you?
WILLOW
Me? Uh, I'm Willow. Who are you?
And what are you doing here?
(beat)
And why are we here, anyway?
TEEN
I.. I don't know. I don't know this
place, it must be from you.
WILLOW
From me? What do you mean?
The teen comes a little closer - he's no-one we recognize,
but we can tell that he's scared half out of his wits, his
hands gripping the edge of the library desk as though he'll
float away without it, his clothes torn and scratches all
over his body.
Willow steps towards him but he leaps back, a hand covering
his face defensively.
TEEN
Don't.. Don't! Don't come near me!
Don't come close, or it'll get to
you too!
WILLOW
What will get me? I don't
understand, what's going on here?
The teen looks up, and the color drains from his face. Willow
follows his gaze.
A black stain has formed in the ceiling, and starts to spread
out and cover the whole ceiling rapidly, like a water main
filled with evil has burst overhead.
The teen starts to look frantic, his head flicking from side
to side as he tries to find a way out. Willow is staring up
at the black mark.
TEEN
(urgent)
No.. no.. no.. no! No! No!
WILLOW
Come on, we'd better go, we can't-
There is a FLASH of light, blinding white, and Willow and the
Teen stumble.
WHITE OUT
We hear a brief scream of pain from the teen which fades
away, replaced by a low, dark cackle as the white out fades
to black.
17 INT. WILLOW'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM. MORNING. 17
Willow jolts up in bed with a gasp, sweating and panting for
breath. She looks up at the ceiling.
Normal, plain white ceiling with one light fitting.
Willow wipes her brow and sighs a few times as she gets her
breath back. She looks down at the still sleeping Kennedy and
reaches a hand out to gently wake her up.
WILLOW
Whoo, baby, I just had the weirdest
dream, it was like-
Kennedy's eyes flick open, and in an instant she vamps out -
teeth, brow, eyes all changing to vampire mode.
Willow SCREAMS as Kennedy lunges for her, unable to stop the
Slayer from pushing her back and sinking her teeth into her
neck. Willow screams out again.
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