Lie To Me
This episode was originally broadcast on November 3, 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.
Sunnydale Park after dusk. The playground is deserted. The carousel slowly turns, and the swings move in the light evening breeze. The only person there is a boy sitting on the jungle gym, waiting for his ride home.
James: C'mon, Mom. She's always late.
The camera pans around him until Drusilla can be seen slowly walking toward him from behind.
Drusilla: Are you lost?
James: (looks back at her) No. My mom's just supposed to pick me up is all. (climbs out of the gym)
Drusilla: Do you want me to walk you home?
James: No, thank you.
Drusilla: (touches the gym) My mummy used to sing me to sleep at night. (slowly walks around the gym as she sings) Run and catch / The lamb is caught in the blackberry patch... She had the sweetest voice. What will your mummy sing when they find your body?
James: (looks at her nervously) I'm not supposed to talk to people.
Drusilla: Oh. Well, I'm not a person, see, so that's just...
Angel suddenly steps between her and the boy.
Angel: (to the boy, sternly) Run home.
Drusilla: (slowly approaches) Do you remember the song mummy used to sing me? Pretty.
Angel: I remember.
Drusilla: (senses) Yes, you do.
Drusilla: Or you'll hurt me?
Angel looks down at the ground.
Drusilla: (senses) No. No, you can't. Not anymore.
Angel: If you don't leave it'll go badly. For all of us.
Drusilla: My dear boy's gone all away, hasn't he? To her.
Cut to the roof of the building across the street from the park.
Buffy walks along the roof keeping watch.
Drusilla: The girl. The Slayer.
Buffy senses something and heads for the edge of the roof. Cut to the park.
Buffy looks over the edge and sees them standing close together. She can overhear.
She tilts her head and reaches up for a kiss.
Drusilla: Oh, no, my pet. This is just the beginning.
She pulls away without kissing and gives him an evil smile. She keeps her head turned to him as she slowly walks away. Buffy swallows at what she sees. Angel watches Drusilla go for another moment, then turns to leave also. Buffy steps away from the edge of the roof and runs off.
Opening credits roll. Buffy's theme plays.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 1 ~~~~~~~~~~
Sunnydale High School the next morning.
Jenny: It's a secret!
Giles: What kind of a secret?
Jenny: Uh, the kind that's secret. You know, where I don't actually tell you what it is.
Giles: I think it's customary that when two people are going out on an evening that they, they both have an idea of where they're going.
Jenny: Oh, come on! Where is your sense of adventure?
Giles: Well, I, I... Uh, how will I know what to wear?
Jenny: (looks at his tweed suit) Do you own anything else?
Giles: Uh, w-well, not as such, no, um...
Giles: Alright, alright, I p-put myself in your hands.
Jenny: That sounds like fun. (starts on her way) Okay, tomorrow night, 7:30, right?
Giles: Hello. (they start to the library) Um, did we hunt last night?
Buffy: I did a couple quick sweeps downtown.
Giles: Any encounters?
Buffy: Nothing vampirey.
Buffy: You'll figure it out.
Giles: You alright? You seem a little glum.
Buffy: I'm fine.
They stop outside the library.
Giles: Why don't you take the night off?
Buffy: Okay. That'd be nice.
Buffy: I don't know. He might have other plans.
She walks off to class. Giles wonders what that was all about.
Note: Do you know who she was?
Boy: Well, it seems like Louis XVI was just sort of a weak king.
Teacher: That's fair enough. Uh, any other impressions?
Answer: No Dark hair Old dress pretty
Cordelia: And I know the peasants were all depressed...
Xander: I think you mean 'oppressed'.
Cordelia: Whatever. They were cranky.
Cordelia: So they're, like, 'Let's lose some heads'. Uhhh! That's fair. And, and Marie Antoinette cared about them. She was gonna let them have cake!
The camera pans over to Willow finishing another note.
Teacher: Yes, well, that's a very interesting perspective.
Teacher: Um, would anyone else like to comment?
Buffy opens the note.
Buffy: I don't know. I don't think so. They seemed pretty friendly.
Xander: Who's friendly?
Buffy: No one.
They head into the lounge.
Buffy: Mm, I'm glad someone has a happy.
Buffy: I dunno. (crosses her arms, depressed)
Ford: I'd suggest a box of Oreos dunked in apple juice, but maybe she's over that phase.
Buffy uncrosses her arms and turns around.
Ford: Hey, Summers!
Ford: How ya been?
Buffy: Oh, my God! What are you doing here?
They let go and hold both hands.
Ford: Uh, matriculating.
Ford: I'm finishing out my senior year at Sunnydale High. Dad got transferred.
Buffy: This is great!
Ford: I'm glad you think so.
Xander is not pleased.
Ford: I didn't think you'd remember me.
Buffy: Remember you? Duh! We only went to school together for seven years. You were my giant fifth grade crush.
Xander: So! You two know each other.
Willow: Nice to meet you!
Ford: Dad got the transfer, and boom, he just dragged me outta Hemery and put me down here.
Buffy: This is great! Well, I mean, it's hard, sudden move, all your friends, delicate time, very emotional, but let's talk about me! (puts her hand on his knee) This is great!
Willow: (smiles) So, you two were sweeties in fifth grade?
Ford: Well, I was a manly sixth-grader. I couldn't bother with someone that young.
Buffy: Of course, I had no idea what it was about.
Ford: I'd love to! But if you guys already had plans... Would I be imposing?
Xander: No, only in the literal sense.
Ford: Okay, then! I, I gotta find the admissions office, (gets up) uh, get my papers in order.
Ford: It was good to meet you. (they go)
Willow: (realizes) Oh, that's what that song is about?!
Ford: Wasn't hard to find.
Ford: You can't touch me, Summers. I know all your darkest secrets.
Xander: Care to make a small wager on that?
She heads for the bar and finds Angel there.
Angel: Hey! I was hoping you'd show.
Buffy: (sees he has a drink) You drink! I mean, drinks. Non-blood things.
Angel: There's a lot about me you don't know.
Buffy: I believe that.
Ford: He's not in school, right? He looks older than her.
Xander: You're not wrong.
Cut to the bar.
Buffy: So. What'd you do last night?
Buffy: Nothing at all. You ceased to exist?
Angel: No, I mean I stayed in, read.
She goes back to the pool table without another word. Angel stands there confused for a moment, then follows her.
Ford: Didn't want that soda after all?
Buffy: Not thirsty.
Ford: Whoa! Cold hands!
Xander: You're not wrong.
Ford: No, I'm actually here to stay. Just moved down.
Ford: Um, sure! That'd be nice.
Angel: Good night.
Ford: Take care.
Xander: Okay, once more with tension.
Angel: He just moved here?
Xander: Yeah. And, boy, does he move fast.
She moves the rack into position, and when she looks back up Angel is gone.
Willow: See, you made him do that thing where he's gone.
Xander dismisses her comment and gets ready to break.
Ford: So, that was your boyfriend?
Buffy: No. Uh, yeah. Maybe. Could we lay off the tough questions for a while?
Ford: Sorry. So! What else do you do for fun around here?
She hears noises coming from around the corner and suspects a vampire.
Ford: Uh, okay. (heads back)
Buffy: Good. Run! Thanks!
He starts to jog. A second later she starts running in the opposite direction and around the corner. Ford looks back and stops when he sees she's gone. He can hear a woman crying. He starts to walk back. When he's almost there a woman comes running around the corner and past him. He continues on, and is startled by a metal trashcan flying in front of him and into a stack of crates. He can hear punching and grunting. He sees someone hit the pavement face first. He peeks around the corner and sees a vampire get up and take a swing at Buffy. She ducks the punch and kicks the vampire in the face. The vampire swings again, and Buffy grabs his fist and holds on while she punches him in the face. Ford watches as she pulls out a stake and thrusts it into the vampire's chest. He staggers back into the wall and explodes into ashes.
Ford: What's goin' on?
Buffy is surprised and spins around to face him.
Buffy: Um... uh, there was a, a cat. A cat here, and, um, then there was a-another cat... and they fought. The cats. And... then they left.
Ford: Oh. I thought you were just slaying a vampire.
Buffy: What? Whating a what?
Buffy is taken aback.
Willow: Just like that he told you?
Buffy: Just like that. (cut to her room) Said he found out right before I got booted from Hemery.
Willow: Wow! (cut to her) It's neat! Is it neat?
Buffy: (cut to her) Yeah, I guess it is. I don't have to constantly worry that he's gonna find out my dark secret. It just makes everything easier.
Cut to an alley. Ford is heading for the Sunset Club. He knocks on a heavy metal door, and the viewport opens. It closes and the door opens to let him in. Cut inside. A welder is cutting the knob off of the inside door. Ford goes down the stairs to the main area. Dark gothic music sets the mood, and everyone is dressed in black and pale makeup." Never Land", by The Sisters of Mercy, is playing.
Lyrics: I had a face on the mirror / I had a hand on the gun
Diego meets him at the base of the stairs.
Diego: Well, how'd it go?
Ford: It went good.
Diego: Good? That's, that's it? That's all we know? Well, when are we...
Ford: (interrupts) Soon.
Oh, soon, okay. Y'know, you could gimme a little more information here.
I'm trusting you. I'm out on a limb here. Not to
He pops the pill as Chantarelle comes over and hands him a drink.
Ford: Just make sure you're ready when I say. True believers only.
Chantarelle: (smiles) I can't wait!
Diego: Right, whatever, I still think I should be in on the plan.
He sees a scene from a Jack Palance vampire movie playing on the TV.
Ford: A couple more days and we'll get to do the two things every American teen should have the chance to do: die young, and stay pretty.
He looks spaced out as he mouths the words of Jack Palance in the movie.
Jack: So... You play your wits against mine. Me, who commanded armies hundreds of years before you were born. Fools!
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 2 ~~~~~~~~~~
Willow's room. It's neat and clean and everything is in place just so, except for some clothes on her bed. She's in her nightshirt brushing her hair. There is a knocking on her balcony door, which catches her off guard. She drops her brush on the bed, goes to the door and pushes the blinds apart to see who it is.
Angel: I wanted to talk to you.
Willow: (looks around) Oh, well...
She gestures for him to come in, but he just stays standing there.
Angel: I can't. Unless you invite me, I can't come in.
Willow: Oh! (nervous) Well, okay, I invite you. To come in.
She turns around as he comes in, and a look of horror appears on her face when she sees her bra just lying there on her bed out in the open. She quickly rushes over, grabs it and stashes it.
Angel: I-if this is a bad time, I...
Willow: No! I just... I'm not supposed to have boys in my room.
Angel: I promise to behave myself.
Willow: (still nervous) Okay. Good.
Angel: I guess I need help.
Willow: Help? You mean like on homework? No, 'cause you're old and you already know stuff.
Angel: I want you to track someone down. On the 'Net. (eyes her laptop)
Willow: (smiles) Oh! Great! I'm so the 'Net girl. (goes to sit at her desk)
Angel: I just wanna find everything I can. Records, affiliates, I'm not even sure what I'm looking for yet.
Willow: (types) Good. What's the name?
Angel: Are you gonna tell me that I'm jealous?
Willow: Well, you do sometimes get that way.
Angel: You know, I never used to. (sits on her bed) Things used to be pretty simple. (Willow types) A hundred years, just hanging out, feelin' guilty... I really honed my brooding skills. Then she comes along. (Willow faces him again) Yeah, I get jealous. But I know people. And my gut tells me this is a wrong guy.
Willow: (nods) Okay. (turns back to the laptop) But if there isn't anything weird... Hey, that's weird.
Angel: He said he was in school with you guys, right?
Willow: Let me just see if I can...
Mrs. Rosenberg: (off camera) Willow? Are you still up?
Willow: Come by tomorrow at sunset. I'll keep looking.
Angel: Just don't bring it up until we know what's what.
Willow: Okay. I-it's probably nothing.
Angel: That'd be nice.
She closes the door and frets a bit, nervous about what she has to do.
Willow doesn't even press the button on the fountain before immediately turning around, hoping to get away. She realizes she'd never be able to get away with it, and so turns to face them. She fidgets nervously with her hands.
Buffy: What's up?
Buffy: Do you wanna hang? We're cafeteria-bound.
Buffy: Okay, Will, fess up.
Buffy: Are you drinking coffee again? 'Cause we've talked about this.
Willow is surprised and happy that an explanation for her nervousness has presented itself, and laughs out loud.
Willow: It makes me jumpy. I have to go. Away. (hurries off)
Buffy is taken aback.
Ford: Nice girl!
Buffy: There aren't two of those in the world.
Giles meets them in he hall.
Giles: Buffy! Um... Yes, uh... (sets down his briefcase and searches his pockets) Ms. Calendar and I are going... somewhere tonight, and she's given, (finds the slip of paper) oh, given me the number of her beeper thingy, uh, in case you need me for, um... (eyes Ford) study help, uh, suddenly. (picks up his briefcase)
Ford: I know.
Giles: Oh! Uh, very good, yes. Uh, um, Buffy... (leads Buffy aside) (to Ford) Excuse me. (aside to Buffy) You are not, by any chance, betraying your secret identity just to impress, um, cute boys, are you?
Buffy: (smiles) I didn't tell him. He knew.
Giles: Oh! Uh, right then. Well, uh, just remember, if you...
Buffy: Go! Experience this thing called fun. I'll try not to have a crisis.
Giles accepts that and heads back to his library.
Buffy: And on your right, once again, the beautiful campus. I think you've now seen everything there is to see in Sunnydale.
Ford: Well, it's... really...
Buffy: Feel free to say dull.
Buffy: Must be the weather.
She pulls out a stake and a cross, and hands the cross to Ford. He takes it and reaches into his back pocket to pull out a stake of his own. He smiles and waves it about.
Buffy: Stay close to me.
She hops up the steps the vampires just ran up and cautiously looks around. Ford is close behind, cross and stake held ready. She looks around a corner and sees nothing.
Ford: Maybe they were just passing through.
Buffy: (turns around) I don't think so.
A blonde female vampire grabs her from behind and tries to bite. Ford takes a startled step back. Buffy does a high kick into her face, then grabs her by the arm and flips her over onto her back. A male vampire rushes her and grabs her, pulling her over a railing with him. She lands in a crouch on the grass below and gets up while the vampire rolls to his feet. She kicks him in the jaw, making him fall backward. Ford looks down at his stake and cross and then glances at the fight a moment before quickly approaching the other vampire and holding the cross in her face and the stake up and ready. She hisses at him.
Ford: You've got one chance to live. Tell me what I wanna know, and I'll let you go.
Buffy: Where's the other one?
Ford: I killed her. (coughs) I, I killed her and she just turned to dust. It was... amazing!
Buffy raises her eyebrows in surprise.
Willow: The only thing I could track down was this address. The Sunset Club. Still didn't find anything incriminating.
Angel: He leaves no paper trail, no records, that's incriminating enough.
Xander: Yeah, I'm gonna have to go with Dead Boy on this one.
Angel: Could you *not* call me that?
He knocks on the door. The viewport opens and the doorman looks out.
The doorman nods. Cut inside. They walk in through the inside door and look around. It's gloomy in the extreme.
Willow: (wearing a colorfully striped shirt) Boy, we blend right in.
Xander: In no way do we stick out like sore thumbs.
Angel: Let's look around. You guys check out downstairs.
Xander: Sure thing, Bossy the cow! (they start down)
Willow: Okay, but do they really stick out?
Willow: Sore thumbs. Do they stick out? I mean, have you ever seen a thumb and gone, 'Wow! That baby is sore!'
Xander: You have too many thoughts.
Lyrics: The one hungry life / My life with the other
Man: (waves) Hi!
Xander waves back and looks around more.
Xander: Are you probably noticing a theme here?
Willow: As in 'Vampires! Yay!'?
Xander: That's the one.
Chantarelle gets up and comes up behind them.
Chantarelle: You guys are newbies. I can tell.
Willow: (turns to face her) Oh, no. We come here all the time.
Chantarelle: Don't be ashamed! It's cool that you're open to it. We welcome anyone who's interested in the Lonely Ones.
Angel comes down the stairs behind them.
Willow: The Lonely Ones?
Xander: Oh! We usually call them the nasty, pointy, bitey ones.
Chantarelle: So many people have that misconception. But they who walk with the night are not interested in harming anyone. They are creatures above us. Exalted!
Angel: You're a fool.
Xander gives him a look.
Chantarelle: You don't have to be so confrontational about it. Other viewpoints than yours may be valid, you know. (goes away)
Willow: Nice meeting you.
They turn to Angel.
Xander: You really are a people person.
Willow: Now nobody's gonna talk to us.
Angel: I've seen enough. I've seen this type before. I mean, they're children making up bedtime stories of friendly vampires to comfort themselves in the dark.
Willow: Is that so bad? I mean, the dark can get pretty dark. Sometimes you need a story.
Angel: These people don't know anything about vampires. What they are, how they live, how they dress...
Willow: Something's up with him, you're right about that.
Diego overheard them and watches them go. The girl talking to him is confused about his reaction.
Girl: Are you okay?
Buffy: Sorry to beep you guys in the middle of... stuff, but it seemed really weird.
Giles: No, you did the right thing. Absolutely.
Jenny: (stops in her tracks) You hated it that much?
Giles: No! But, but, uh, vampires on campus is, could have implications. Very, very grave...
Jenny: You coulda just said something.
Giles: Uh, honestly, I, I've always, I've always been interested in, in, uh, monster trucks.
Buffy: You took him to monster trucks?
Jenny: I thought it would be a change!
Giles: It was a change.
Jenny: Look, we could've just left.
Giles: Wha-what, and miss the nitro-burning funny cars? No, couldn't have that.
Buffy: Okay, can we get back on the vampire tip here? These guys were here with a purpose.
Giles: Yes, yes, and, uh, we must, uh, ascertain what that purpose is.
Jenny: Where's your friend?
Buffy: I sent him home.
Giles: (sits at the table) Oh, uh, good. Yes, the less he's involved in all this, the safer he'll be.
Buffy: He did bag a vamp his first time out.
Buffy: Gotta give him credit for... (notices the picture) that.
Jenny: Something wrong?
Buffy: (picks up the picture) Who's this?
Jenny: Isn't he supposed to be a good guy?
Buffy: (puts the picture back down) Yeah. He is.
Jenny: I think maybe we need to read up on this nice lady.
Giles: (gets up and heads for his office) Well, some of my new volumes may be more helpful. Uh, my own research is...
The blonde vampire runs into him as she runs from his office. Jenny draws a startled breath. Buffy comes to Giles' aid, but is knocked to the floor underneath him when the vampire gives him a hard shove. She jumps up onto the table and leaps over the mezzanine railing, making her escape through the stacks. Jenny helps Giles and Buffy up.
Jenny: Are you guys okay?
Giles: A book! It took one of my books!
Jenny: Well, at least someone in this school is reading.
Drusilla: You sing the sweetest little song. Won't you sing for me, hmm? Don't you love me anymore?
Drusilla: My tummy was growly. And you were out. (to the bird) Come on. (whistles) I'll pout if you don't sing.
Spike: Yeah. So... (kisses her forehead) What might you guys have talked about, then? Old times? Childhood pranks? It's a little off, you two so friendly, him being the enemy and all that.
Drusilla: (to the bird) I'll give you a seed if you sing.
Spike: The bird's dead, Dru. You left it in a cage, and you didn't feed it, and now it's all dead, just like the last one.
Drusilla cowers and whines.
Spike: Oh, I'm sorry baby. I'm a bad, rude man. I just don't like you goin' out, that's all. You are weak. (takes her hand) Would you like a new bird? One that's not dead? (sucks on her finger)
Ford: This is so cool!
Spike looks up to see him standing among some crates.
Ford: I would totally live here.
Ford: I know who you are.
Spike: Yeah, I know who I am, too. So what?
Spike: You've got a real death wish. It's almost interesting.
Ford: That doesn't matter. I've got something to offer you. I-I'm pretty sure this is the part where you take out a watch and say I've got thirty seconds to convince you not to kill me? (smiles) It's traditional.
He grabs Ford by the ear and lifts him.
Drusilla: Wait, love.
Ford: Oh, c'mon! Say it! It's no fun if you don't say it.
Spike: What? Oh. (rolls his eyes and bobs his head) You've got thirty seconds to convince me not to kill you.
Ford: Yes! See, this is the best! I wanna be like you. A vampire.
Drusilla shakes her head.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 3 ~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy: (looks up) Sure. I thought once you were invited you could always just walk in.
Angel: I can. I was just being polite. (closes the door) We need to talk.
Buffy: Do we? (picks up her coffee and heads into the dining room)
Buffy: Who is these days?
Angel: What are you talking about?
Angel lowers his eyes, seeing he's been caught in a lie.
Buffy: And don't lie to me. I'm tired of it.
Angel: Some lies are necessary.
Buffy: For what?
Angel: Sometimes the truth is worse. You live long enough, you find that out.
Buffy: I can take it. I can take the truth.
Angel: Do you love me?
Angel: Do you?
She takes a moment to consider her answer.
Buffy: I love you. I don't know if I trust you.
Angel: Maybe you shouldn't do either. (turns away)
Buffy: Maybe I'm the one who should decide!
Angel: I did a lot of unconscionable things when I became a vampire. (turns back, but doesn't make eye contact) Drusilla was the worst. She was... an obsession of mine. She was pure and sweet and chaste...
Buffy: And you made her a vampire.
Angel: First I made her insane. (looks at her) Killed everybody she loved. Visited every mental torture on her I could devise. (Buffy looks away) She eventually fled to a convent, and on the day she took her holy orders, I turned her into a demon.
Buffy: Well. I asked for the truth.
Ford: I had a great time last night. Well, an interesting time.
Buffy: (arms crossed) I'm glad.
Ford: Do you wanna go out again tonight?
Buffy: Not busy.
Ford: I sort of had an idea. It's a... It's a secret. Kinda wanna surprise you.
Buffy: I like surprises.
Ford: Can you meet me here?
Ford: At nine?
Buffy: At nine.
Ford: (smiles) It's gonna be fun! (walks off)
Buffy just stands there for a moment before uncrossing her arms and continuing on her way.
Buffy doesn't really want to face her, but does.
Buffy: He told me everything.
Willow: I'm sorry we kept stuff from you.
Buffy: It's okay. (smiles weakly)
Buffy: I will. (walks off)
Willow: (nods) Ours is a forbidden love.
Chantarelle: Is it time? Tonight?
Ford: You nervous? (pours goblets of wine)
Chantarelle: Yes. No. I'm ready for the change. Do you really think they'll bless us?
Ford: (takes a goblet and hands her the other) I know they will.
He smiles at Chantarelle. She smiles back.
Ford: Everything's falling into place. (takes a sip of wine)
Diego: What about your friends? Are they comin'?
Ford: What are you talking about?
Diego: Your friends. They came. Last night. Two guys and a girl.
Chantarelle: One was mean.
Diego: I have to do everything around here. Sorry, Mr. Flawless Plan Guy, it slipped my mind.
Chantarelle: It's gonna be alright, isn't it?
Ford winces in pain and puts his fingertips to his forehead.
Chantarelle: They're not gonna let us down?
Ford: (the pain passes) It's gonna be fine.
Chantarelle: I need them to bless me.
Ford: It's gonna be fine!
They all look at her at the top of the stairs.
Buffy: It's really not.
Ford: We all have flaws.
Buffy: I'm still a little fuzzy on exactly what yours is. I think it has to do with being a lying scumbag. (reaches him)
Ford: Everybody lies.
Ford: I really don't think you'd understand.
Buffy: I don't need to understand. I just need to know.
Ford: I'm gonna be one of them.
Buffy: You wanna be a vampire?
Ford: I'm going to.
Buffy: You know, vampires are a little picky about who they change ov... (figures it out) You were gonna offer them a trade!
Ford: I don't think I wanna talk anymore.
She grabs him by the throat and shoves him up against a pillar.
Buffy: Yeah, well, I still feel awfully chatty! You were gonna give them me! Tonight!
Ford: (nods) Yes.
Buffy: You had to know I'd figure it out.
Ford: Actually, I was counting on it. (smiles)
She lets go of his throat and backs away. He coughs a bit and then
Buffy: What's supposed to happen tonight?
Ford: This is *so* cool! It's just like it played in my head. You know that part where you ask me what's supposed to happen? (snickers) It's already happening.
Diego swings the inner door shut with a loud clang. She runs back up the stairs and pounds on the door.
Ford: Rigged up special. Once it's closed, it can only be opened from the outside. As soon as the sun sets, they'll be comin'.
Diego: (interrupts) We'll be changed. All of us.
Chantarelle: We're going to ascend to a new level of consciousness! Become like them. Like the Lonely Ones.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 4 ~~~~~~~~~~
The Sunset Club. Buffy hurries back down the stairs.
Buffy: There's gotta be another way out of here! (looks around)
Buffy: At least let the other people go.
Chantarelle: Why are you fighting this? It's what we want!
Diego: It's our chance for immortality.
Chantarelle: This is a beautiful day. Can't you see that?
Diego: Okay, that's it. I think we should gag her.
Buffy: I think you should try.
Diego: She's an unbeliever. She taints us.
Buffy: I am trying to save you! You are playing in some serious traffic here! Do you understand that? You're going to die! And the only hope you have of surviving this is to get out of this pit right now, and, my God, could you have a dorkier outfit?
Ford: I gotta back her up, D. You look like a big ninny. (his alarm goes off) 6:27. Sunset.
They all walk away from her. She looks around for what to do next.
Cut to Spike's warehouse. He comes marching out with his troops.
Spike: When we get there, everybody spread out. Two men on the door, first priority's the Slayer, everything else is fair game, and let's remember to share, people. (meets Drusilla ) Are you sure you're up for this?
Drusilla: I want a treat. I need a treat.
Ford: Hey, you never give up, do you?
Buffy: No, I don't.
Ford: That's a good quality in a person. Too many people, they just lay back and take it, but us...
Buffy: Us? We have something in common now?
Ford: More than you think.
Buffy: Yeah, well, let me explain something to you. You're what we call the bad guy.
Ford: I guess I am! (chuckles)
Buffy: (looks down at the people) These people aren't gonna get changed, are they? The rest of them, they're just fodder.
Ford: Technically, yes. But I'm in. I will become immortal.
Buffy: Well, I've got a news flash for you, braintrust: that's not how it works. You die, and a demon sets up shop in your old house, and it walks, and it talks, and it remembers your life, but it's not you.
Ford: It's better than nothing.
Buffy: And your life is nothing?
Ford: Well, neither do I! But apparently no one took that into consideration, 'cause I'm still dying.
Buffy begins to realize what he's up to now.
Ford: I look good, don't I? Well, let me tell you something: (angry) I've got maybe six months left, and by then what they bury won't even *look* like me. It'll be bald and shriveled and it'll smell bad. No, I'm not going out that way.
Buffy turns away.
Ford: I'm sorry, Summers. Did I screw up your righteous anger riff? Does the nest of tumors liquefying my brain kinda spoil the fun?
Buffy: (faces him) I'm sorry. I had no idea. But what you're doing is still very wrong.
Ford: Okay, well, you try vomiting for twenty-four hours straight because the pain in your head is so intense, and *then* we'll discuss the concept of right and wrong. (points down) These people are sheep. They wanna be vampires 'cause they're lonely, miserable or bored. I don't have a choice.
Buffy: You have a choice. You don't have a good choice, but you have a choice! You're opting for mass murder here, and nothing you say is gonna make that okay!
Ford: You think I need to justify myself to you?
Buffy: I think this is all part of your little fantasy drama! Isn't this exactly how you imagined it? You tell me how you've suffered and I feel sorry for you. Well, I do feel sorry for you, and if those vampires come in here and start feeding, I'll kill you myself!
Ford: You know what, Summers? I really did miss you.
Buffy can only look at him. Outside a car comes screeching to a halt.
punches her across the face, and she goes tumbling to the bottom of the
steps. He comes down after her and punches her in the back
as she tries to get up, sending her to the floor again. They hear the
outside door open and look up. Chantarelle starts
up the stairs to meet them. Ford checks to see that Buffy is still out cold on the floor. Chantarelle reaches the top of the steps as the inner door opens. Spike walks up to her in his game face and smiles. He roars at her and she
Spike: Take them all. Save the Slayer for me.
The vampires run and
jump down the stairs to the people below and begin feeding. Spike grabs Chantarelle by the neck and bites her violently. Buffy wakes and gets up, and Ford tries
to hit her with a crowbar. She grabs his arm in mid-swing and pulls him
around, making him hit his head
on a concrete pillar. He falls unconscious to the floor. She looks at
the mayhem going on around her and spots Drusilla standing
by herself on the balcony. She takes a running leap off of a couch up to
Spike: Everybody STOP!
They all stop feeding.
Buffy: Good idea. Now you let everyone out, or your girlfriend fits in an ashtray.
Spike: It's gonna be alright, baby. Let them go!
They all let go of their victims, and the people hurry up the stairs and out.
Buffy: Down the stairs.
Spike slowly backs down the stairs. Buffy forces Drusilla ahead of her, still holding the stake ready. When Buffy reaches the top of the stairs she stares at Spike for a moment. She looks at Drusilla and shoves her down the stairs at Spike. He catches and steadies her as Buffy turns and rushes out the door. He starts to give chase as Buffy swings the door shut behind her. Spike slams up against it. He looks for the way to open it.
Spike: Uh, where's the doorknob?
Buffy: You guys are just in time.
Willow: Are there vampires?
Buffy: They're contained. They'll get out eventually, though. We should probably go. We can come back when they're gone.
Xander: Come back for what?
Buffy: (looks back at the entrance) For the body.
Ford: What happened?
Spike: We're stuck in a basement.
Spike: (comes down to him) She's *not* stuck in the basement.
Ford: Hey, well, I delivered. I handed her to you.
Spike: Yes, I suppose you did.
Ford: So? What about my reward?
Buffy: I don't know what I'm supposed to say.
Giles: You needn't say anything.
Buffy: It'd be simpler if I could just hate him. I think he wanted me to. I think it made it easier for him to be the villain of the piece. Really he was just scared.
Giles: Yes, I suppose he was.
Buffy: Nothing's ever simple anymore. I'm constantly trying to work it out. Who to love or hate. Who to trust. It's just, like, the more I know, the more confused I get.
Giles: I believe that's called growing up.
Buffy: I'd like to stop then, okay?
Giles: I know the feeling.
Buffy: Does it ever get easy?
Ford suddenly rises from his grave, a vampire just like he wanted, and attacks Buffy. She plunges a stake into his heart with no more effort than swatting a fly. He steps back and looks at the stake protruding from his chest. He looks back up and bursts into ashes.
Giles: You mean life?
Buffy: Yeah. Does it get easy?
Giles: What do you want me to say?
Buffy: (looks up at him) Lie to me.
Giles: (considers a moment) Yes, it's terribly simple.
They start walking out of the cemetery.
Giles: The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
Todd McIntosh as "Hi" Vampire (Todd was also the makeup department head for BtVS 1997-2002)