This episode was originally broadcast on October 27, 1997. Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson
~~~~~~~~~~ Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~
In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.
Pop's Pumpkin Patch.
The camera pans down from the sign over the stand past another one counting
off the days until Halloween to a pumpkin on
the ground aglow with a candle. Buffy lands
flat on her back on top of it. She looks up at the vampire that just threw
her and sees him coming
toward her. She grabs a squash lying on the ground behind her and throws
it at him, hitting him in the forehead. She follows it up with a
pumpkin. The vampire staggers back a few steps. Buffy hops back to her
Cut to a view of them through a camcorder. The 'record' light is on. Cut to another vampire taping the fight. He gets closer for a better view. Cut to the view through the camcorder. Buffy continues to fight the first vampire. The 'battery low' indicator starts flashing. A moment later the view becomes snowy, and the vampire takes the camcorder away from his eye. He jostles it, and it starts working again. He raises it back to his eye to continue recording.
The fight goes on, and a few hits later the first vampire knocks Buffy into the hay wagon. She holds onto the side of the wagon and kicks the vampire to the ground. She turns around with her back to the wagon and grabs the railing as the vampire gets back up. She raises her legs and grabs the vampire's head in a scissor hold. She twists her body and flips him over sideways onto the ground. Stepping away from the wagon, she spies the sign and then looks down at the vampire. He tries to grab for her legs, so she jumps over him and somersaults to the countdown sign. She pulls it out of the ground and swings it at his legs as he comes for her, knocking them out from under him. She raises the sign and jams the end of the signpost into his chest. The vampire bursts into ashes. Buffy leaves the sign stuck in the ground at its new location and walks out of the pumpkin patch. The second vampire lowers the camcorder and slowly backs away as he watches her go.
Opening credits roll. Buffy's theme plays.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 1 ~~~~~~~~~~
The Bronze. A waitress picks up a tray of cappuccino and cupcakes. The camera follows her as she heads to her table. She turns to her right, but the camera continues through the crowd over to Angel sitting alone at a table, looking very bored. A huge spider web and other Halloween decorations adorn the staircase behind him. Cordelia spots him with his bored look and comes over to his table. "Shy", by Epperley, is playing.
Lyrics: I don't say much but I, but I like to sing
Angel: Oh. Hi.
Lyrics: Won't tell you what I'm thinking
Lyrics: Just have to wait and sing
Cordelia: Great! I'm supposed to be meeting Devon, but he's nowhere to be seen. It's like he thinks being in a band gives him an obligation to flake.
Angel smiles at the joke.
Cordelia: Well, his loss is your incredible gain!
Cordelia: So I told Devon, 'You call that leather interior? My Barbie Dream Car had nicer seats!' (they both laugh)
Lyrics: I have no skin left on my, on my fingertips
He gets up and hurries over to her.
Lyrics: But still my heart pours out, out from my lips
Buffy: (turns back around) Hi! I'm...
Buffy: Rough day at the office.
Angel reaches up to her hair and pulls out a piece of straw.
Angel: So I see.
Lyrics: Well I'm mute, but I'm not quite mute
Buffy: Hey, it's a look. A seasonal look.
Lyrics: And I say the things you want to hear
Lyrics: I'm mute, but I'm not quite mute
Buffy: (smiles) Know what? I need to go... (loses the smile) put a bag over my head. (starts to go)
Lyrics: And I keep to myself to defend
Angel: (grabs her arm) Don't listen to her. Please. You look fine.
Lyrics: Yeah I'm alright
Buffy: You're sweet. A terrible liar, but sweet.
Lyrics: Oh now don't want to fight
Angel: I thought we had...
Buffy: A date. So did I. But who am I kidding?
Lyrics: I'm an Angel burning out / Oh now
Buffy: Dates are things normal girls have. Girls who have time to think about nail polish and facials. You know what I think about? Ambush tactics. Beheading. Not exactly the stuff dreams are made of. (turns and goes out the door)
Cordelia: (comes back) Cappuccino?
She holds the cup up to him. He looks at her, down at the cappuccino and then back at the door.
Cut to school the next day. Sign-ups are being taken for the volunteer safety program for Halloween. Principal Snyder takes one of the clipboards and looks around the hall. He grabs the next girl that walks by and pulls her aside.
Snyder: You're volunteering.
Girl: But I have to get to class.
Snyder just shrugs. The team walks past him.
Xander: Note his interesting take on the volunteer concept.
Buffy: What's the deal?
They've reached Willow's locker, and she works the combination.
Xander: Oh, a bunch of little kids need people to take them trick-or- treating. Sign up and get your own pack of sugar-hyped little runts for the night.
Buffy: Yikes. I'll stick to vampires.
Snyder puts his hand on her shoulder, and she spins around to face him.
Snyder: Miss Summers. Just the juvenile delinquent I've been looking for.
Snyder: Halloween must be a big night for you. Tossing eggs, keying cars, bobbing for apples, one pathetic cry for help after another. Well, (leads her to the sign-up table) not this year, missy.
Buffy: Gosh, I'd love to sign up, but I recently developed carpal tunnel syndrome, and can tragically no longer hold a flashlight.
Snyder holds up the clipboard and pen.
Snyder: The program starts at four, the children have to be back at six.
Buffy reluctantly grabs the pen and clipboard and signs herself up. Xander thinks it's funny and smiles back at Willow. Willow has a concerned look on her face. Snyder holds pens out to Willow and Xander, too. They both look at him, begging not to be put through this. Willow gives in and takes the pen. Cut to another part of the hall.
Xander: I can't believe this. We have to get dressed up and the whole deal?
Buffy: Great. I was gonna stay in and veg. The one night a year things are supposed to be quiet for me.
Xander: Halloween quiet? Oh, I figured it'd be a big old vamp scare- apalooza.
They walk into the lounge.
Xander: (smiling) Those wacky vampires! That's why I love 'em! They just keep you guessing!
He puts his satchel down on the table and heads over to the soda vending machine. He puts in his coins and hits a button. Nothing. He hits another one. Still nothing. He hits the machine in the front and on the side. Larry comes up to him and puts his hand on Xander's shoulder.
Xander: Hey, Lar. You're lookin' Cro-Mag as usual. What can I do you for?
Xander: I like to think of it less as a friendship and more as a solid foundation for future bliss.
Larry: So, she, she's not your girlfriend?
Xander: Alas, no.
Larry: Do you think she'd go out with me?
Xander: Well, Lar, that's a tough question to... No. Not a chance.
Larry: Why not? I heard some guys say she was fast.
Xander: I hope you mean like the wind.
Larry: Yeah, you know what I mean.
Xander: That's my friend that you're talkin' about!
Larry: Oh, yeah? Well, what're you gonna do about it?
Larry smiles and laughs. He knocks Xander's hands away and grabs him by the shirt with his right hand. He balls his left hand into a fist and draws back for a punch. Buffy grabs his wrist, pulls it behind his back and slams his head into the vending machine. A Diet Dr Pepper rolls into the slot.
Buffy: Get gone.
She pulls Larry back from the machine and shoves him away. She notices the soda can.
Buffy: Ooo! Diet! (grabs the can)
Xander: Do you know what you just did?
Buffy: Saved you a dollar?
Buffy: Oh, that? Forget about it! (heads back to the table)
Xander: Oh, I'll forget about it. (follows her) In maybe fifteen, twenty years when my rep for being a sissy man finally fades!
Buffy: I think I just violated the guy code big time.
Buffy: Misfire. I was late due to unscheduled slayage. Showed up looking trashed.
Willow: Was he mad?
Buffy: You mean that 'actually showing up, wearing a stunning outfit, embracing personal hygiene' act?
Willow: You know what I mean. Uh, she's not his type.
Buffy: Are you sure? I mean, I don't know what his type is. I've known him less than a year, and if you haven't noticed, he's not exactly one to over share.
Buffy: Yeah. It's too bad. That stuff is private.
Buffy: Most importantly, it would be wrong.
Cut to the library. Willow and Buffy look in through the round door window. They don't see Giles and give each other a look. Buffy quietly opens the door and goes in. She looks back at Willow, who gives her encouragement. The door closes and Willow looks in through the glass. Buffy quietly makes her way up to the counter and looks around again for Giles. Satisfied that he's not there she heads for his office.
She spins around and sees him in the cage getting some old books.
Buffy: Nothing! Hi!
Giles: Yes, I-I just wanted to talk to you about tomorrow night. As it should be, uh, calm, you might work on some new battle techniques.
Buffy: You know, there's this place you can go, right, and you sit in the dark, and there are these moving pictures, right, and the pictures tell a story.
Giles: Yes, yes, ha, ha, very droll.
Willow quietly comes in.
Giles: I'll have you know that I have very, uh, many relaxing hobbies.
Buffy: Such as?
Giles: Well, um...
Giles: I enjoy cross-referencing.
Buffy: Do you stuff your own shirts, or do you send them out?
She grabs a book from the stack he's about to take to his office and walks around him to draw his view away from his office door.
Buffy: So! How come Halloween is such a big yawner? I mean, do the demons just hate how commercial it's become? (leafs through the book)
Giles: (puts his books down) Um, it's interesting, ac... Not, I suspect, to you. (takes the book from her) What is it you're after?
Willow has made it to the office door.
Buffy: Of course, it's of interest to me! I'm the Slayer. I need to know these things. You can't keep me in the dark any longer.
Buffy: Look at me when I talk to you!
Willow looks over at them anxiously.
Giles: I really don't have time for these games.
Giles: She said what?
Buffy: (meekly) Well, she said that you were a... h-hunk of burning... something or other. So, (exhales) whadaya think of that?
Giles: Uh, I... (exhales) I don't, um, uh... A burning hunk of what?
Willow hurries past the counter.
Giles: (not sure what to make of it) A babe? (smirks) I can live with that.
Buffy: Man, look at her.
Willow: Who is she?
Buffy: It doesn't say, but the entry's dated 1775.
Buffy: So that's the kinda girl he hung around? She's pretty coiffed.
Willow: She looks like a noble woman or something. Which means being beautiful is sort of her job.
Buffy: And clearly this girl was a workaholic. I'll never be like this.
Willow: C'mon! She's not that pretty. I mean, look at her. She's got a funny... uh, waist. Look how tiny that is.
Buffy: (sarcastically) Thank you. Now I feel better.
Willow: (exhales) No. She's like a freak. A circus freak. Yuk.
Buffy: (exhales) Musta been wonderful. Put on some fantabulous gown and go to a ball like a princess, and have horses and servants, and yet more gowns.
Cordelia comes into the bathroom and goes to the mirror.
Buffy: I'll bet.
Cordelia: (gets out her blush) So, what's his story anyway? I mean, I never see him around. (brushes some onto her cheeks)
Willow: Not during the day, anyway.
Cordelia: Oh, please. Don't tell me he still lives at home. Like, he has to wait for his dad to get back before he can take the car? (puts the blush away)
Cordelia: (touches up her lip gloss) Oh, good. I mean... (faces them) What?
Willow: It's true.
Cordelia: (steps over to them) You know what I think? (crosses her arms) I just think you're trying to scare me off 'cause you're afraid of the competition. Look, Buffy, you may be hot stuff when it comes to demonology or whatever, but when it comes to dating, I'm the Slayer.
She walks out. Buffy just watches her go.
Cut to Ethan's Costume Shop. The store is full of mothers with their kids looking for Halloween costumes. Buffy is handling a plastic pumpkin when it suddenly lights up and screams. She quickly puts it back on the counter. Willow comes over to her.
Buffy: What'd you get?
Willow: A time-honored classic! (holds up a ghost costume)
Buffy: Okay, Will, can I give you a little friendly advice?
Willow: It's not spooky enough?
Buffy: It's just... you're never gonna get noticed if you keep hiding. You're missing the whole point of Halloween.
Willow: (smiles) Free candy?
Buffy: It's come as you aren't night. The perfect chance for a girl to get sexy and wild with no repercussions.
Willow: Oh, I don't get wild. Wild on me equals spaz.
Buffy: Don't underestimate yourself. You've got it in you.
He comes up to them.
Willow: What'd you get?
He pulls a toy military rifle out of his bag and holds it up for Willow to see.
Buffy: That's not a costume.
He smiles at Willow. She smiles back.
Buffy: Okay, then I promise, from now on I'll let you get pummeled. (puts her chin on his shoulder and pouts)
Buffy is distracted by a costume. She slowly starts walking over to it.
Xander: Hello! That was our touching reconciliation moment there.
She keeps walking over to a frilly, red, billowy 18th-century gown.
Buffy: I'm sorry, it's just... Look at this.
Willow: It's amazing.
Xander: Too bulky. I prefer my women in spandex.
Ethan notices her looking at the dress and comes over to them.
Ethan: Please, let me.
He takes the dress off of its dressmaker's mannequin.
Buffy: Oh, i-it's...
Ethan: Magnificent. Yes, I know. There. (holds it up to her in a mirror) My. Meet the hidden princess. I think we found a match. Don't you?
She looks back into the mirror, takes the dress from Ethan and smiles dreamily as she holds it up to her chin.
Spike: Here it comes. (watches) Rewind that. Let's see that again.
The vampire rewinds the tape as Spikes strolls around to another monitor.
Spike: (chuckles) She's tricky. Baby likes to play.
The scene where she stakes the vampire with the sign replays.
Spike: You see that? The way she stakes him with that thing? That's what's called resourceful. Rewind it again.
Drusilla: (comes from the other room) Miss Edith needs her tea.
Spike: C'mere, poodle. (holds his hand out to her)
Drusilla: (takes his hand) Do you love my insides? The parts you can't see?
Spike: Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet. That's why I've got to study this Slayer. Once I know her I can kill her. And once I kill her you can have your run of Sunnyhell. Get strong again.
Spike: Really? Did my pet have a vision?
Drusilla: Do you know what I miss? Leeches.
Spike: Come on, talk to Daddy. This thing that makes the Slayer weak? When is it?
Spike: Tomorrow's Halloween. Nothing happens on Halloween.
Drusilla: Someone's come to change it all. Someone new.
Cut to the back room at Ethan's. He comes through the curtain and kneels before his statue of Janus. He presses his hands together and winces in pain. When he pulls them apart there are wounds in his palms, and blood flows freely from them.
Ethan: The world that denies thee, thou inhabit.
He dabs the blood from his left hand with his right middle finger and smears it over his right eyelid.
Ethan: The peace that ignores thee,...
He dabs the blood from his right hand with his left middle finger and smears it over his left eyelid.
Ethan: ...thou corrupt.
He dabs the blood from his left hand with his right middle finger again and smears a cross onto his forehead.
Ethan: Chaos. I remain, as ever, thy faithful, degenerate son.
The camera pans over the top of the statue from the woman's face on one side to the man's face on the other.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 2 ~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy: Here. After trick-or-treating. Mom's gonna be out.
Willow: Does he know about your costume?
Willow: O-okay, but, but promise you won't laugh?
Buffy: I promise.
Willow opens the door and comes out wearing boots, a short, black leather skirt and a burgundy, long-sleeved, V-necked, midriff-baring top. She's uncomfortable, and quickly steps over to her ghost sheet and picks it up.
Buffy: (smiles) Wow! You're a dish!
Buffy: I mean, really.
Willow is very uncomfortable and tries to cover herself with her arms.
Willow: But this just isn't me.
The doorbell rings.
Willow: (nervous) Yeah. O-o-okay.
Buffy: Cool! I can't wait for the boys to go non-verbal when they see you! (goes to get the door)
Willow is still trying to cover herself.
They turn to look up the stairs at Willow. She has put on the ghost sheet. It says 'BOO!' on the front in large bold letters.
Xander: Hey, Will! That's aaa fine boo you got there.
Cut to the school. Children are arriving in costume to be taken trick- or-treating. Cut inside to the hall by the stairs. Buffy is standing there holding a clipboard, waiting for her charges. Snyder brings them to her.
Snyder: This is your group, Summers. No need to speak to them. The last thing they need is your influence. Just bring them back in one piece and I won't expel you. (starts to leave)
Buffy: (bends down to the kids) Hi.
Snyder: Ah, ah!
Larry: Where's your bodyguard, Harris? Curling her hair?
Cordelia: It's my costume. Are you guys playing tonight?
Oz: Yeah, at the Shelter Club.
Cordelia: Is Mr. I'm-the-lead-singer-I'm-so-great-I-don't-have-to-show- up-for-my-date-or-even-call gonna be there?
Oz: Yeah, y'know, he's just going by 'Devon' now.
Cordelia: Well, you can tell him that I don't care, and that I didn't even mention it. And that I didn't even see you. So that's just fine.
Oz: So, what do I tell him?
Cordelia: Nothing! Jeez! Get with the program. (walks off in a huff)
Oz: (sarcastically) Why can't I meet a nice girl like that?
Oz: Oh! I'm sorry.
Oz: I'm sorry.
Cut to Xander briefing his group. He's got them all lined up and standing at attention.
Xander: Okay, on sleazing extra candy: tears are key. Tears will normally get you the double-bagger. You can also try the old 'you missed me' routine, but it's risky. Only go there for chocolate. Understood?
They all nod their heads.
Xander: Okay, troops.
He turns and faces down the hall. The kids follow his lead.
Xander: Let's move out.
Buffy: What did Mrs. Davis give you?
They all pull out toothbrushes.
Buffy: She must be stopped. Let's hit one more house. (gets up) We still have a few more minutes before I need to get you back.
Cut to the back room at Ethan's. He weaves a spell in Latin.
Ethan: Janus, evoco vestram animam. Exaudi meam causam. Carpe noctem pro consilio vestro. Veni, appare et nobis monstra quod est infinita potestas.
Translation: Janus, I invoke your spirit. Hear my plea. Seize the night for your own reason. Come, appear and show to us that which is infinite power.
Cut to a house. Willow follows her charges along the porch to the door.
Willow: C'mon, guys.
One of the kids wearing a green monster mask on his head rings the bell and steps back. An old lady answers the door. The kid with the mask pulls it down over his face.
Lady: Oh, my goodness, aren't you adorable!
Cut to Ethan's.
Ethan: Persona se corpum et sanguium commutandum est. Vestra sancta praesentia concrescet viscera. Janus! Sume noctem!
Translation: The mask transforms itself into flesh and blood. Your holy presence curdles the heart. Janus! Take the night!
Cut to Buffy. A wind begins to blow. She senses something isn't quite right.
Cut to the Lady with Willow's kids. She looks into her empty candy bucket.
Lady: Oh, dear! Am I all out?
Cut to Ethan's. He raises his head.
Cut to the Lady's house.
Lady: I could've sworn I had more candy.
The kid wearing a red rubber cap with horns morphs into a horned, red skinned monster.
Lady: I'm sorry, mister monster. (bends down) Maybe I...
The kid with the green mask has changed into a monster also, and grabs the lady by the neck and begins to choke her. The other kids scream and run away.
Willow: No! Let her go!
The red monster attacks the green one, and he lets go of the lady. The two monsters are at each other's throats.
Willow: Stop! What're you doing?!
The lady runs into the house and slams the door shut.
Willow: Stop! Hey!
The two monsters keep fighting. Willow suddenly starts to feel weak.
Cut to the street. Xander is standing there watching all the parents and children running around him. Things are being thrown and windows are being broken.
Cut to Willow. She staggers a bit as the two monsters keep fighting.
Willow: Ohmigod! Can't breathe...
She collapses to the floor.
Cut to Xander. He jerks back like he's just been hit by something. He bends over slightly, looks down and lowers his toy rifle. Slowly he straightens back up and surveys the scene around him. He raises his rifle again and cradles the fully automatic M-16 in his hands. He shoulders the weapon and spins around, scanning for a target. When he doesn't immediately find one, he takes the rifle from his shoulder and holds it ready.
Cut to Willow on the porch. She gets up out of her body and looks down at it. She's only wearing her sexy outfit now without the sheet.
Willow: Ohmigod! I'm a real ghost!
She hears automatic rifle fire and turns to look.
She runs out into the street and comes up behind him.
He spins around and points his M-16 at her.
Xander: What the hell's going on here?
Willow: You don't know me?
Xander: (lifts the rifle away from her) Lady, I suggest you find cover. (starts walking past her)
Willow: (gets in front of him) No, wait!
Xander walks right through her. They're both surprised by the experience.
Xander turns around and points his weapon at her again. She turns to face him.
Xander: What are you?
Willow: Xander, listen to me. I'm on your side, I swear! Something crazy is happening. I was dressed as a ghost for Halloween, a-and now I am a ghost. And you were supposed to be a soldier, and now I, I-I guess you're a real soldier.
Xander: You expect me to believe that?
Willow: No! No guns! That's still a little kid in there!
Xander: Step out of the way!
Willow: No guns! That's an order!
He lowers the rifle.
The monster is back with a friend, and they both roar as they approach. Xander shoulders his M-16 again and takes aim.
Xander: This could be a situation.
Buffy faints and falls to the ground.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 3 ~~~~~~~~~~
The street. Xander fires off a couple dozen rounds at the approaching monsters. They turn and run. Xander lowers his rifle. The camera pans down from him to Willow kneeling beside Buffy, who's lying against a tree.
Xander: Are you hurt?
Buffy: 1775, I believe. (confused and hyperventilating) I-I don't understand. Who are you?
Willow: We're friends.
Buffy: F-friends of whom? Y-your dress... Everything is strange! How did I come to be here?
Xander: What's a Slayer?
A monster comes around the tree behind Buffy and roars, fangs bared and claws raised to attack. Buffy screams and backs off. Xander jumps in and whacks the monster across the face with the butt of his rifle, knocking it down and out.
Xander: I suggest we get inside before we come across anything...
A sport utility vehicle comes driving down the street with its headlights on.
Willow: That's not a demon. It's a car.
Buffy: What does it want?
Xander: Is this woman insane?
Willow: She's never seen a car.
Xander: She's never seen a car?
Willow: She's from the past.
Xander: And you're a ghost.
Willow: Yes! Now let's get inside.
Xander: I just want you to know that I'm taking a lot on faith here. Where do we go?
Willow: (thinks) Where's the closest... We can go to a friend's.
Cut to the Summers house. Cut to the kitchen. Xander opens the door and scans the room.
Xander: All clear!
Willow: (walks in) Hello? Mrs. Summers? (no response) Good, she's gone.
Xander closes the door.
Buffy: Where are we?
Willow: Your place. Now we just need to...
Willow: Don't open it!
Xander: Could be a civilian.
Willow: Or a mini demon.
Buffy: This... this could be me.
Buffy: No! I, I don't understand any of this! Uh, uh, th... This is some other girl! (puts the picture back) I would never wear this, that low apparel, and I don't like this place, and I don't like you, and I just wanna go home!
Willow: You *are* home!
Willow: Not a civilian!
Xander: Affirmative! (takes aims through the broken portal)
Willow: Hey! What did we say?!
Xander: Big noise scare monster, remember?
Willow: Got it.
They hear a woman screaming outside. Xander looks out again.
Xander: Damn it!
Buffy: Surely he'll not desert us!
Willow: (shakes her head) Whatever.
She rolls her eyes and heads into the living room. Buffy is wide-eyed with fear.
Cut outside. Cordelia screams as she runs from a sasquatch.
Cordelia: Somebody help me!
She looks back at the monster chasing her and screams. When she turns back around again she runs into Xander.
Xander: Come inside!
Cordelia: Wait a... What's going on?
Willow: You know us?
Cordelia: Yeah. Lucky me. What's with the name game?
Willow: A lot's going on.
Cordelia: No kidding. I was just attacked by Jo-Jo, the Dog-Faced Boy. Look at my costume! (shows the torn sleeve) Do you really think that Partytown's gonna give me my deposit back? Not on the likely.
Xander has taken his shirt off and puts it around her shoulders.
Willow: Okay. You guys stay here while I get some help. If something tries to get in, just fight it off.
Buffy: Well, i-it's not our place to fight. Uh, surely some men will protect us.
Cordelia: What's that riff?
Willow: I-it's like amnesia, okay? They don't know who they are. Just sit tight. (starts to go)
Cordelia: Who died and made her the boss?
Cut outside. Several monsters are chasing people down the street past Spike.
Spike: Well! This is just... neat!
Cut inside. Xander brings a chair over from the dining room.
He positions the chair to help hold the table they've upended against the window in place. Cordelia heads upstairs.
Buffy: Surely there's somewhere we can go. A safe haven.
Xander: Lady said stay put.
Buffy: You would take orders from a woman? A-are you feeble in some way?
Xander: Ma'am, in the Army we have a saying: sit down and shut the...
He sees a picture on the floor
He picks it up. It's of the three of them.
Xander: She must be right. We must have some kind of amnesia.
Buffy: I don't know what that is, but I'm certain I don't have it. I bathe quite often!
Xander: How do you explain this?
Buffy: I don't! I was brought up a proper lady. I-I wasn't meant to understand things. I'm just meant to look pretty, and then someone nice will marry me. Possibly a Baron.
Xander: This ain't no tea party, princess. Sooner or later you're gonna have to fight!
Buffy: Fight these low creatures? (snotty) I'd sooner die. (crosses her arms)
Xander: Then you'll die.
Angel comes in from the kitchen.
Angel: Oh, good! You guys are alright. It's total chaos out there.
They both look at him.
Cut to the library. Giles is going through a stack of cards he's pulled from the card catalog. He hears yelling and sirens outside and looks up, wondering what's going on. He sees Willow come though the wall and jumps in complete surprise, letting the cards fly all over the place.
Giles: (calms down a bit) Uh... ah... (speechless) huh...
Cut to Buffy's house.
Angel: Okay, somebody wanna fill me in?
Xander: Do you live here?
Cordelia: (comes back in) They don't know who they are, everyone's turned into a monster, it's a whole big thing. (smiles) How are you?
Cordelia: Do you mind?
Buffy lets go of her.
Buffy: But I don't wanna go with you! I-I like the man with the musket!
Angel: (takes her arm) C'mon.
Buffy: Do you have a musket?
They go into the kitchen. Angel sees that the door is open.
Angel: I didn't leave that open.
He quietly moves toward the door as he looks around for an intruder. He closes the door. The basement door behind Buffy opens, and a vampire attacks her. She tries to push the door closed on him. Angel grabs the vampire and wrestles him to the floor. It's the student escort in a vampire costume.
Angel: A stake!
Buffy: A what?
Angel: Get me a stake!
Buffy looks around and grabs a knife she sees on the counter.
Angel: Hurry up!
He turns to look what's keeping her and has his game face on. Buffy screams at the top of her lungs. She runs for the door.
She opens the door and runs out.
Willow: I don't even know what I'm looking for. Plus I can't turn the page.
Giles: Well, alright, l-let's, let's, let's review. (sets the papers on the table) Um, so everybody became, uh, whatever they were masquerading as.
Giles: (confused) A-and, uh, your, your costume?
Willow: I'm a ghost!
Giles: Yes. Um... w, uh, uh, uh, the ghost of what, exactly?
Giles: Good heavens. Uh, sh-sh-she became an actual feline?
Giles: She didn't change.
Willow: No. Hold on... Partytown. She told us she got her outfit from Partytown.
Giles: A-a-and everyone who changed, they, they, they, they acquired their costumes where?
Cut to an alley. Buffy runs between all the trash that's piled up there.
Xander: Are you sure she came this way?
Cordelia: She'll be okay.
Spike: Do you hear that, my friends?
The monsters nod and growl.
Buffy has stopped running and leans against a crate. She sniffs and looks around, frightened.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 4 ~~~~~~~~~~
The alley. Buffy looks around, trying to decide what to do. She lifts her skirt a bit and starts to walk. She turns around to look behind her and takes a few steps backward. When she turns back around Larry, who has turned into a pirate, startles her. He smiles widely at her, showing his rotten teeth.
Larry: Pretty, pretty!
Giles: Hello! Anyone home?
Willow sees the curtain to the back room partially open.
They slowly go in and see the statue of Janus there. Its eyes glow green.
Giles: Janus. Roman mythical god.
Willow: What does this mean?
Giles: Primarily the division of self. Male and female, light and dark.
Ethan: (appears) Chunky and creamy. Oh, no, sorry, that's peanut butter.
She obeys him and goes.
Ethan: Hello, Ripper.
Cut to the alley. Buffy backs away from Larry.
She turns to run, but trips and falls. Her gown billows out around her. Larry grabs
her as she tries to get up and shoves her against a crate. He pushes her
from her frightened face and moves in to kiss her. Xander comes
running and tackles Larry down to the pavement. He gets up and pulls Larry up
and into a metal warehouse door. He punches him in the face and gut. Larry pushes him off and into the opposite alley wall and punches him
Cordelia: What's your deal? Take a pill!
Larry attacks Xander with his pirate's sword. Xander sidesteps him, grabs him by the wrist and twists his arm around, making him drop the sword. He lifts Larry back up and punches him, sending him sprawling into a pile of trash.
Buffy: He's, he's a vampire!
Buffy: (slowly stands up) Really?
Cordelia: Absolutely. He's our friend.
Angel heads over to Xander fighting Larry. Xander punches Larry, sending him into the pile of trash and a stack of boxes again. Several boxes fall off of the top and onto Larry. He is knocked out cold.
Willow comes running down the alley from the other end.
Willow: Guys, you gotta get inside.
She looks back and they see Spike and his monster gang coming.
Xander: We need a triage!
Angel: (points the other way) This way! Find an open warehouse.
Xander turns and picks up his rifle.
Xander: Ladies, we're on the move!
Cut to Ethan's.
Ethan: Yes, it does, doesn't it? Don't wish to blow my own trumpet, but it's genius. The very embodiment of 'be careful what you wish for'.
Giles: It's sick, brutal, and it harms the innocent.
Giles: It's no act. It's who I am.
Ethan: Who you are? The Watcher, sniveling, tweed-clad guardian of the Slayer and her kin? I think not. I know who you are, Rupert, and I know what you're capable of. (considers) But they don't, do they? They have no idea where you come from.
Ethan: Why should I? What's in the bargain for me?
Giles: You get to live.
Giles punches him in the gut with a left, making him double over, and follows up with a right to the face.
Cut to the alley. Angel has gotten ahead of the others and finds an open warehouse.
Angel: Over here!
Xander pushes the door aside, and they all hurry in.
Xander: Check if there are any other ways in!
Angel: Just stay here.
The monsters arrive and start pounding on the door from outside. Xander picks up a large grate and sets it in front of the door on top of some barrels he's already moved into place. Buffy is holding on tightly to Cordelia.
Cordelia: Oh, faboo, more clinging.
Xander picks up another grate and sets it behind the first one as the monsters get the door open. They pound against it as he tries to hold it in place.
They all start running again, and Xander follows when he can no longer hold the grating against the monsters. The grates fall to the floor as two monsters come in and push the barrels aside. Spike follows them in and looks around. He leads the monsters off after them.
Ethan: And you said the Ripper was long gone.
Giles: Tell me how to stop the spell.
Ethan: Say 'pretty please'.
Giles kicks him hard in the kidney, and he yells out in pain.
Spike: Look at you. Shaking. Terrified. Alone. Lost little lamb.
Spike: I love it.
Angel struggles with the two monsters holding him.
Spike puts his left hand around her throat and bends her backward onto the crate. He strokes her forehead with his right hand. Xander struggles with his two captors. Spike grabs Buffy's hair and closes in for the bite.
Giles: Now, tell me how to stop the spell.
Giles grabs the statue and lifts it over his head to smash it.
Cut to the warehouse. Xander gets free of the monsters and punches one in the face, the other in the gut, and then shoves the second monster into the first. Spike closes in on Buffy. Xander turns his attention to Spike.
Willow: Now that guy you *can* shoot.
Xander grabs his M-16.
Cut to the warehouse. Xander shoulders his toy rifle.
Xander: What the...
The monsters have all turned back into children and student escorts. The kids are frightened, and begin to cry and complain.
Kid: I'm scared! I want my mommy!
Buffy: Hi, honey. I'm home.
She punches him in the gut, twice in the face, and kicks him in the chest, making him stagger back into a set of mobile stairs. He grabs a length of pipe that's leaning there and swings it at her. She catches the end of it and pulls him around and into the crate he had her against. She uses the pipe like a quarterstaff and swings it into his jaw and jabs him in the stomach. He doubles over in pain.
Buffy: You know what? It's good to be me.
She brings the pipe up into his chin from underneath. He flies back onto the crate, then slides off onto the floor.
Xander: Hey, Buff. Welcome back.
Buffy: Yeah! You, too.
Cordelia: You guys remember what happened?
Xander: It was way creepy. It's like I was there, but I couldn't get
Cordelia: Yeah, I know the feeling. This outfit's totally skintight.
Angel: You okay?
He puts his arm around her shoulders and leads her away.
Cordelia: Hello?! It felt like I was talking, my lips were moving and...
Cordelia: Well, (indicates the kids) I guess you better get them back to their parents.
Cut to the house where Willow collapsed. The camera pans from the pumpkin over to her. She wakes and gets up, pulling the ghost sheet off. She's a bit out of breath. She realizes how she's dressed and starts to put the sheet back on, but thinks better of it and throws it into a trashcan as she walks off the porch.
Cut to the street. Oz is driving along in his van. He pulls to a stop at an intersection and sees Willow cross the street in front of him. He watches her as she continues away. "How She Died", by Treble Charger, plays on the van's stereo.
Lyrics: You got the best of me / And, gee, you took so long / The things you put me through / Seemed to be so wrong
Oz: Who is that girl?
Lyrics: You took your...
Buffy: Tada. Just little old 20th-century me.
Angel: Sure you're okay?
Buffy: I'll live.
She walks over to him, and he sits up on the bed.
Buffy: (sits next to him) I just wanted to be a real girl for once. The kind of fancy girl you liked when you were my age.
Angel: (ironically) Oh, ho.
Angel: I hated the girls back then. Especially the noble women.
Buffy: (nods) You did.
Angel: They were just incredibly dull. Simpering morons, the lot of them. I always wished I could meet someone... exciting. (looks her in the eyes) Interesting.
Buffy: Really? Interesting how?
Angel: You know how.
Buffy: Still, I had a really hard day. You should probably tell me.
Angel: (smiles and draws nearer) You're right. I should.
Buffy: (gets closer) Definitely.
They kiss gently yet passionately. She cradles his face in her hands.
Cut to Ethan's. The place has been emptied. Giles comes in the front door. He walks over to the main counter and looks around. He sees a note propped up on another counter and goes over to it. He picks it up and reads it.
Note: Be seeing you...
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