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Episode #76 Written
by: Doug Petrie Orginial Air Date: May 9, 2000 ~~~~~~~~~~ Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. Close up of a wide-screen monitor. A white-haired man in
a Mr. Ward: And the men? McNamara: These are exceptional boys. Their capture ratio just keeps As he spoke, the camera has slowly panned away from the monitor to
the Mr. Ward: Quite a mess. McNamara: It's not my mess, sir. I'm just holding the fort while you Mr. Ward: This incident with Finn was unfortunate. McNamara: Fell in with a bad crowd. Quite frankly, I don't think he Mr. Ward: Nevertheless, we want him back. The government's invested
a McNamara: We'll catch up to him. My feeling is . . he won't stray
too Mr. Ward: Yes, uh . . . (puts on reading glasses to look at something McNamara: She's just a girl. Cut to-- Spike: (sighs) She's a lot more than that. He is in a chamber underground, in the sewers. Light reflecting off Spike: The Slayer's dangerous is all I'm saying. Camera tracks Spike until we see Adam standing in front of a computer Adam: Yes. She makes things interesting. Spike walks up to him. Spike: No. See? You're not getting it, Mr. Bits. You're gonna be He stops to face Adam. Spike: Just want you to know, when the big ugly goes down, the Adam: I'm counting on it. Wolf's howl. Buffy theme and opening credits roll. ~~~~~~~~~~ Part One ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. Close up of a zippo in Spike's hand. He flips the lid open Adam: Two Slayers. Spike: (closing the lighter) That's right. Cut to wider shot. Adam is now pacing the chamber. Spike is sitting Adam: And you killed them both? Spike: (grinning) Yeah. I killed the hell out of them. Adam: Yet you fear this one? Spike: (offended) Hey, watch it, mate. I don't fear anything. Just Adam: Do you? Then why haven't you killed this Slayer yet? Spike: Because . . . (trails off) Stinking, rotten luck is why. On Adam: Yes. Your behavior modification circuitry. I know what you
Adam stands in front of him. Adam: You feel smothered. Trapped like an animal. Pure in its Moved, Spike has to blink back tears. Spike: (awed) Wow. (composes himself) I mean, *yeah*. I get why the Adam: I will restore you to what you once were. When I have the Spike: (sighs) Easier said. She's crafty. Her and her little Adam: Friends? Spike: There's your --what do you call it-- variable. The Slayer's Adam: Take them away from her. Spike perks up at that idea. Spike: Now there's a plan. She's working solo, she won't have a He sits back again. He smiles at that prospect. Spike: (to himself) Yeah. Leave `em to me. Adam: You can't hurt them. What can you do to make sure they're out Spike: Not a blessed thing. They're gonna do it for me. He brings his cigarette to his lips and as he takes a drag we-- Cut to Stevenson Hall, room 214. The room is dark. The door opens Cut to exterior shot of the ruins of Sunnydale High School. Cut to Xander is there with a backpack on his shoulder. Riley: Do you know if she's back yet? Xander: L.A. Woman? Haven't heard from her. She'll probably come Xander swings the backpack from his shoulder and tosses it to Riley. Xander: So you don't have to be G.I. Joe while your civvies are Riley pulls out a pair of really baggy pants with a blue and white Xander: Try those on. You'll feel like a new man. Riley: Would this man have a bright red nose and big, floppy feet? Perturbed, Xander purses his lips and raises his eyebrows. Riley: Hey, I'm sorry. That's the cabin fever talking. Xander looks the place over. Xander: But as post-apocalypse-splendor goes . . . Riley: I've done wonders with the place. Xander: Yeah. Riley: Still . . The sooner Buffy gets back, the better I'll feel. Riley sits down on his sleeping bag, his back against the blackened Xander: You and me both, big guy. Riley: I take it you're not an Angel fan either? Xander: Well, it's not like I hate the guy. Just, you know . . the Riley: Can't blame you. But to be fair, it's not him you hate. It's Xander doesn't respond. Riley: Right? Xander: What did Buffy tell you? He sits down on the cooler. Riley: On Angel? Everything. More than I wanted to know sometimes. Xander: One moment's happiness. Riley: What do you mean? Xander: You know, it's his trigger. Angel's an okay guy if he's mopey Riley: And that sets him off. Xander: Only in the big
ol "kill your friends" kind of way.
And you Riley doesn't say anything for a couple of seconds. Xander nods, opening his
palms in a "there you go" gesture.
Riley Riley: Sex (scoffs softly) with Buffy. Xander's jaw drops as he realizes . . . Xander: She . . . kind of left that part out, huh? Riley: Yeah, she did. That explains a lot of things that . . I wish Xander: Hey, man. That's all ancient history. Riley: (scoffs) She went running to L.A. to bone up on her history. Xander: No! I'm sure it's boneless. She just needs to make sure Riley: Maybe. Xander: You'll feel a lot better when you see her. But Riley doesn't look so sure. Riley: I guess we'll see. Cut to exterior of Giles' apartment building. Giles: (singing) If I leave here tomorrow/ Cut to Giles' apartment. He is sitting on the side of his sofa, Giles: (singing) Would you still remember me?/ Camera pans slowly around him. Giles: (singing) Well I must be traveling on now/ There's too many Giles: (singing) And if I stay here with you girl/ Things just Giles: (singing) 'Cause I'm as free as bird now--(high-pitched gasp) He jumps up from the couch as he's startled to see Spike standing
in Spike: You know, for someone
who's got "Watcher" on his
resume', you Giles has removed his glasses and looks peeved. He rounds the sofa Giles: What do you want? Spike: Ah. (he takes out a transfusion blood bag) Knew I left Giles: Why? Giles moves in front of the bar as Spike pops the plastic bag into
the Spike: I need to speak to the lady of the house. Hey, be a pet and Giles: And what might that "something" be? Spike regards him with little importance. Spike: Information. Highly classified. Not cheap word-on-the-street Unimpressed, Giles sits on one of the stools and puts his glasses
back Giles: Thrill me. Spike: (sighs) It's nothing I know. What, you think I'd come running Giles' interest is perked. The microwave beeps. Giles: Files? Spike: (taking out the bag) Yeah. Secrets. He bites open a corner of the bag, grabs a coffee mug, and starts
to Spike: Mission statements. Design schematics. All of Maggie Walsh's Giles: (removing glasses) Adam. Spike: Well, yeah. Say someone were to risk his life and limb --well, Spike lifts the mug to his mouth and drains it. Giles: A-at . . this point a cynical person might think that you're Spike: That person'd be right, Rupert. Supply and demand. And it Giles: What do you want? Spike seems to think about it as he sets the mug down next to the Spike: Hmm, year supply of blood, guaranteed protection, merry bushels Giles: (puts on glasses) Done. Spike: With a smile and a nod from you? Sorry. Not close to good Giles: I'll tell her. Spike: Oh, you'll tell her! Great comfort that. What makes you think Giles: Because . . . (trails off, unsure) Spike: Very convincing. Giles: I'm her Watcher. Spike: I think you're neglecting the past-tense there, Rupert. Giles grows uncomfortable at those words. He grabs a bottle off the Giles: Oh, yes? And how's that? Spike: Very much like a retired librarian. Giles doesn't say anything and continues to pour. Spike: Look, I've got what she wants as long as she has what I want. He walks out of the kitchen and heads for the door. As he passes Spike: Spread the word. She knows where to find me. Giles: (softly, without authority) I'll think about it. We hear the front door close and Giles brings the glass to his lips. Cut to Tara's dorm room. Willow is sitting on the bed playing with
a Willow: Oh. I keep thinking "Okay, that's the cutest thing ever," and Tara: Did you see her yawn earlier? Willow: Yes! I thought I was going to die. She picks up the kitten to look into its eyes. Willow: (babying voice) Oh, I love you, Miss Kitty Fantastico! Tara: We got to get her a real name. Willow: It's so cool that she's ours. (pause) Uh, yours. That she's Tara: She can be ours if you want? Willow just smiles at that. Tara: You still need an elective. (glances down at booklet) How about Willow: Oh. Kinda psyched out since Professor Walsh. Maybe something Willow picks the kitten up again in front of her face. Willow: (dramatic voice) You cannot have more catnip! You have a Tara: (laughing) Definitely drama. The kitty starts pawing at Willow's hair and face. She lowers it to Willow: I haven't even dealt with the housing situation yet. Have
you Tara: Oh, I just figured you'd be dorming it up with Buffy again. Willow: Well, we haven't really talked about it. I used to assume Tara: But? Willow: But . . . I don't know. It hardly feels like we're roomies Willow considers this and doesn't look happy about it. Willow: I guess I should ask her. Cut to exterior of Stevenson Hall the next day. Cut to close up of Riley: I got a little tired of sitting around waiting, so . . . Buffy is looking at the pants he has on and grins slightly. Buffy: You joined the circus? Riley: Xander took my clothes to clean `em and left me Buffy: (uncertain) Is it okay for you to be here? Riley: You tell me. Buffy: I just meant with the government branch hunting you down and Riley: I'm good. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small cell phone which Riley: And, uh, it took me a while, but I patched into their Buffy: You're the sneakiest. Riley: Why they hired me. Feeling awkward, Buffy walks over to her desk to stack a text book
on Riley: You okay? She faces him, leaning on the desk. Buffy: Yeah. I just-- Angel kind of upset me. Riley: How? Buffy: It's not that interesting. Riley: Got my attention. Buffy: He just spun my head a little. Riley: You don't want to talk about it. Buffy: It's just deconstructing Angel can wait. Right now, I just Riley seems a little hurt by this but tries to cover it. Riley: It's the pants, isn't it? It's okay. I couldn't take me Buffy: Riley, it's not that big a deal. Riley: Tell you what, why don't I get out of your face? You had a Buffy: Look, you don't have to go. Riley: It's okay. (forcing a grin) Besides . . heh. (indicating pants) Buffy: (quietly) Okay. Cut to the hall. Close up on Riley as he closes the door. He is less Cut to Spike's crypt. Xander and Anya are walking down the steps of Xander: Here. You should've just saved the ensemble from the last Anya: Well, he is, kinda. He did Riley yesterday. Xander gives her a look and she busies herself with sucking on the Spike: Hello. This is just . . . swell. Dropping the rest of the clothes on a stone bench, he aims the gun
at Spike: Gotta say . . liking this quite a lot. He starts swinging the barrel around towards Xander who watches Spike: Kinda changes the balances of pow--OWW!! He clutches a hand to his forehead as pain hits him. Frustrated, he Spike: Akk! Oh, come on! You got to be kidding? Anya: (playing with her straw) Wow. That chip in your head means you Xander: Doesn't work anyway. It's a fake. Spike turns around to glare at him. Anya: Can't even point a decorative gun? Xander: Give it up for a American chipmanship. Spike: It doesn't work? What about self-defense? I'm taking a risk Xander: Can I tell you how much I really . . don't care? Spike: (warningly) Attitude. See how far that'll take you in boot Anya is now standing giving Xander a perplexed look. Spike sits down Xander: Boot camp? Yeah. Like I'd go there. Spike: What, you changed your mind? Not gonna join? Anya hits Xander hard on the chest. Anya: (angry) You're joining the Army!? Xander: (to Anya) Okay, one-- Ow. (to Spike) Two-- Where'd you get Anya: Oh, good. Stopped that nonsense just in time. Xander: I was never-- He turns to Spike who's examining the fake gun. Xander: Who'd you hear this from? Spike: Oh, your girlie-mates were talking. Something about, uh, being He holds out the gun to him but Xander isn't paying him any attention. Xander: "All I can--" (paces
to the other side of the crypt) Can you Anya: (nonchalant) He's Viking in the sack. Spike: (not caring) Terrific. (indicates the clothes in his hands)
You Xander continues as if not hearing him. Xander: This is so like them, lately. It's all about them and the Anya: They look down on you. Xander: And they hate you. Anya: But they don't look down on me. Spike: Hey, it was just a laugh. There's no need to go insane over Xander glares menacingly at him. Xander: Is anybody talking to you? Spike: (mock gasp) Sir, no sir. Cut to the woods. Buffy is patrolling, walking on a dirt path leading Forrest: Don't shoot. Buffy: Give me a reason not to? Forrest: You're killing humans now? Buffy: Not yet. (lowers blaster) Beating you senseless should do just Forrest: I can have a patrol here in under a minute. So here's the Buffy turns and continues to the cave. Forrest starts to follow but Buffy: I'm checking out that cave. Forrest: My orders exactly. Buffy: Alone? Forrest: We're spread a little thin, so yeah. Family's tearing apart. Buffy: (sarcastic) Family. What kind of family are you? Corleones. She turns and enters the cave. Cut to interior. Buffy steps inside Forrest: We weren't until you showed up. Buffy: What? No girls in the club? Forrest: You think you're the first girlfriend Riley's ever had? (she Buffy: A future? A future doing what? (steps closer to him) Illegal Forrest: Less and less. And why don't you get the hell out of here He takes a threatening step to her. Buffy: (angry) Touch me and you'll find out what Slayer strength is Forrest: (gamely) I think it's about time you showed me then. Adam: (OS) Yes. They look back the way they came and see Adam suddenly standing there. Adam: I think that would be interesting. Off Buffy and Forrest's "Oh, shit" expressions, fade out. ~~~~~~~~~~ Part Two ~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. Buffy steps forward ready to fire her blaster but Adam swings Buffy: Get out of here! As Forrest falls to the ground, Buffy hits Adam in the face with a Forrest is getting back to his feet. Forrest: Not moving. He raises his blaster and fires it at Adam. Reacting to the blast, Adam: Thank you. Buffy saw this and is rising to her knees. Buffy: Go! Get out! But Forrest charges Adam and the demonoid cyborg meets him with the Buffy: NO! Forrest quickly goes limp and Buffy runs towards them. With his free Buffy: Oh, God. Buffy rolls Forrest's body off of herself and is rising to her feet Cut to outside. We see Buffy stumbling out of the cave on legs that She suddenly loses her footing on the edge of a steeper slope and Cut to overhead shot, looking down on her. Buffy is lying unconscious Cut to elevated shot of Sunnydale. Nighttime. Cut to Spike walking Spike: (closing the door) I think I lost the buggers. Willow stands up from where she was sitting at Giles' desk. Willow: Any luck with the disks? He pulls out a few disks from the pockets of his flak jacket and Spike: (handing them to her) Took what they had. Should be something Willow: Hope so. Willow sits down again in front of her laptop. Tara is standing Tara: What are we looking for? Willow: (sliding one of the disks into her laptop) Anything about Giles is sitting at the bar, pouring himself a drink. He doesn't Giles: (unconcerned) Were there any problems getting in and out? Spike: No. I mean, a couple of them made me on the way out, but I Giles: (sarcastic) Gave them a good running-away-from-them, did you? Spike shoots him a look. Spike: Well, yeah. When do I get paid? Giles: When Willow tells me you've brought us something useful. Spike turns his attention to Willow. Tara is looking at what she's Spike: I could've gone straight to the Slayer, you know? I cut you Giles is seething into his drink. Giles: As soon as we see what's on the disks. The laptop starts making electronic jittery noises. Tara: It looks like gibberish. Giles and Spike look over at them. Spike: Gibberish? Willow: They're encrypted. Giles: Oh, wonderful. Giles steps away from the bar and disappears down the hall. On the Spike: Can you fix `em? Willow: Crack a government encryption code on my laptop? Easy as Spike: (sighs) You're not exactly the whiz these days either. God, Effected by the offhanded remark, Willow shifts uncomfortably in her Willow: I am a whiz. Tara: She is a whiz. Willow: If every a whiz there was. I-I just need some time. Spike: No. I just heard you weren't . . . (Willow hits a key and the Willow: (frowning) What new thing? Spike: (nonchalant) You know, you two. The whole wicca thing. Willow: They-they were talking about that? Spike: Can we get back to business here? I've got a deal at stake. But Willow is very concerned now. Willow: What did they say? Spike: (impatient sigh) Talking about, you know, it's a phase. You'll Willow: What? Who said that? Was it Buffy? (to Tara) 'Cause Spike: No, she was defending you. 'Cause Xander said you were just Willow: Trendy? Spike: I don't know what they were going on about. A person wants
be Willow shakes her head, thoughtfully. Willow: (softly) I knew Buffy was freaked. Tara: You should talk to her, 'cause I'm sure she-- Spike: Pressing business, ladies. (pointing to the screen) Don't want Cut to the Initiative. The containment area. Close up of a butt-ugly Lieutenant: Cell capacity maxed out three days ago, sir. We keep up McNamara: (coldly) They're animals, lieutenant. We pack them in until Lieutenant: (worried) They're going to start tearing each other apart, McNamara: I have no problem with that scenario. As they reach the other side of the containment area, we see two Cut to the communications room, which is filled with techs and alive Commando: (on radio) Back-up team! Request immediate back-up! Over! Cut to Riley at the ruins of Sunnydale High School, sitting on his Commando: (on phone) --Team Epsilon requesting immediate back-up! The transmission is cut off. Riley gets up and grabs his commando Cut to a shot of Riley running down an empty street. Cut to an alley Off Angel's pissed off expression, fade out. ~~~~~~~~~~ Part Three ~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. Angel and Riley are facing each other. Angel is standing Riley slips the flashlight into his cargo pocket. Riley: I know you? Angel: We have a friend in common. Recognition fills Riley's expression. Angel takes a step forward glancing down at the commandos on the Angel: Welcoming committee your idea? Riley: Way I heard it. You were all peaceable now. You didn't by any Angel: (dangerously) Don't push me, boy. If Riley had tail feathers they would have been ruffled. If he had Riley: (calm rage) Now what possibly could've happened with Buffy
that Angel is walking a slow path that would take him around Riley. Angel: (coolly) That'd be between me and her. Riley steps in Angel's path and hits the release on the asp in his Riley: Where do you think you're going? Angel: Going to see an old girlfriend. They are now standing right in front of each other. Riley: Oh, you really think I'm gonna let that happen? Angel: You think you're gonna stop me? Riley: I surely do. Angel throws a right cross at Riley's face but he deflects it with
his Angel raises his head and growls at him, in full vamp face. Riley Angel hears the loud engine of an approaching vehicle and quickly Cut to Buffy's dorm room. She walks inside, looking like hell, and Cut to outside her door. Someone steps in front of it and knocks.
A Angel: Hi. Can I come in? Buffy: (softly) I guess. He hesitates. Angel: Uh, I need a little more than that. Buffy: Oh. Um . . . come in. He walks inside past her and she closes the door. He turns to face Buffy: (stoic) You're hurt. Angel: You too. Buffy: I'll live. Buffy: You want to tell me who ran your face into that doorknob? Angel: Not really. It's not world-in-peril stuff. Buffy: Let me guess. (a touch of venom) You thought of something else Angel: Buffy, please. I really don't have a lot of time. She hears the slight urgency in his voice. Buffy: (concerned) What's going on? The door bursts open a Riley steps in, steadying himself against the Riley: (pissed) I told you you weren't coming near her. Buffy takes in his battered appearance. She goes ballistic. Buffy: (pissed) You've got to be kidding me. This is why you came? Angel: No. This was accident. Buffy: (very pissed) Running a car into a tree is an accident! Angel doesn't answer her but looks at Riley. Angel: (calmly) Put that gun down. Riley: It's pretty much all I got left, so I'm thinking not. He Buffy: He won't hurt anybody. (to Angel) Tell him. Angel starts to move forward. Angel: (with contained violence) Might hurt you. Riley steps forward. Riley: Please try. Angel: Heh. Some threat. You can barely stand. Riley brandishes the gun in front of his face. Riley: Trigger finger feels okay. Angel: (sideglance to Buffy) You actually sleep with this guy? While his head's turned, Riley punches him in the face. Angel quickly Buffy: Okay, stop it! Buffy steps in between them and shoves them apart. Riley slams back Buffy: Okay, that's enough! I see one more display of testosterone She glances back and forth between them. Riley looks like he still Buffy: (challengingly) Anybody think I'm exaggerating? Angel: He started-- Buffy points a warning finger at him and he wisely shuts up. She Buffy: (softly) Riley. (glances at his gun) Riley: I'm sorry. (he holsters it) Just wanted to know that you were Buffy: (gently) I need to talk to Angel for a minute. Riley: (exasperated) What? He looks over at Angel who's just sitting down on the bed, elbows Riley: (quietly firm) I'm not leaving this room. (crosses his arms)
I Riley continues to glare at Angel. Buffy looks over her shoulder and Riley: Not moving a muscle. Out in the empty hall, Buffy turns on Angel. Buffy: (angry) Okay. I come to see you, to help you, and you treat
me Angel: Well, technically-- Buffy: Shut up! And then you order me out of *your* city and then
you She regards his sincere expression and can't keep herself from Angel: Heh. Well. (chuckles) It's a . . . going pretty good, don't Buffy is leaning against the wall. Buffy: (smiling) Swell. Angel: You know-- heh. (seriously) I couldn't leave it like that.
The Angel: I got jumped by some soldiers. He came in in the middle. And Buffy: Put yourself in his place. Angel does consider this. Angel: I get it. Buffy is looking down at the floor. Buffy: Look . . . You weren't entirely wrong, what you said in L.A. Angel: I'm still sorry. Buffy: Thank you. Angel: And, next time . . I'll apologize by phone. (Buffy laughs Buffy rests her head back tiredly. Buffy: They really are. Angel: Can I do anything? Buffy: Honestly . . . I think the best thing you can do right now is-- Angel: (understandingly) Okay. Buffy: It means a lot that you came. Angel just looks at her for a moment then starts walking down the Buffy: Yeah? Angel: I don't like him. Buffy smiles. Buffy: Thank you. Angel turns and continues down the hall. Buffy watches him for a Cut to Adam's lair. He is sitting in front of his computer set-up. Spike: (happily) Now that . . . (crushes can and throws it down) was Adam: You were successful? Spike: ("no problem" scoff) Easier than I'd thought it'd be, too. Adam: You're sure? Spike: (scoffs) Feel it in my bones. It's, uh . . called the Yoko Spike lights a cigarette and Adam just looks at him. Spike: Don't tell me you've never heard of the Beatles? Adam disconnects the cable and closes his face plate. Adam: I have. (stands) I like "Helter Skelter." He crosses to the other side of the chamber. Spike: What a surprise. The point is, they were once a real powerful Adam: So you separated the Slayer from her friends. I'm pleased. Adam turns and gazes down at the ground, looking thoughtful. Spike: Well . . since we've got all our ducks in a row and not talking Adam looks at him. Adam: No. There's one more thing. Spike regards him with a frown. ~~~~~~~~~~ Part Four ~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. From where we left Buffy and Riley. She's stepping up to Buffy: (softly) How bad are you hurt? Riley: Dunno yet. Night's still young. Buffy: (mournful) Riley, I have to tell you something. Riley: Figured. Buffy: Maybe you want to sit down. Riley: I'm fine. Riley: (insistent) Wait. Me first. Buffy blinks in surprise. Riley: Buffy . . . I feel like we've gotten really close. At least
I Buffy looks up at him, frowning. Buffy: What? You think that Angel and I . . . Riley: Didn't you? Buffy: No. Of course not. How can you even ask me that? Riley: (sighs) I don't know. Xander said-- Buffy: Xander?! Oh, he's the deadest man in Deadonia. Riley: No. It's not his fault. I prodded and he explained how Angel Buffy: (quietly) Oh. Riley: And, uh (chuckles) after that, I went a little nuts! You know? Buffy: He's . . not bad. Riley just looks at her. Riley: Seriously? That's . . a good day? (Buffy rolls her eyes in She takes his hand and they sit down on her bed. Riley: See? Nuts. Buffy: Have I ever given you any reason to feel that you can't trust Riley: No. Buffy: Then why with the crazy? He looks into her eyes. Riley: (meaningfully) Because I'm so in love with you I can't think Her eyes start to glisten. Buffy: Tell me about it. He hugs her and she closes her eyes as she holds him tight. Buffy: Riley. (pulls away) I still have to tell you something. And Riley: Just say it. Buffy: (a beat) Forrest is dead. Riley takes this news and leans his elbows on his knees, resting his Buffy: (gently) I'm so sorry. There was a fight. Adam killed him.
I Riley: (somber) I have to go. Buffy: Are you sure? He doesn't look at her once as he raises his head and stands up. Riley: I have to go now. He walks to the door, grabbing his flak jacket off Willow's chair
and Off Buffy's concerned expression, we-- Cut to Giles' apartment. Willow is still working on the laptop. The Willow: (a tad frustrated) It's still encrypted. Buffy and Tara are standing to either side of her. Tara: (to Buffy) Well, Willow's working really hard on it. Buffy: Okay, well, how long before you . . un-crypt it? Willow: Hours. Days maybe. Anyone suggesting months would not be Giles is in the kitchen pouring himself a drink and more inebriated Giles: What ever happened to Latin? At least when that made no sense, Buffy: (slightly impatient) I can't just wait around, Will. The disk Buffy doesn't see Willow's withering look behind her back as she walks Anya: Hey! We worked really hard getting that. Xander delivered Giles: Church approved. Giles happily closes the cork of the liquor bottle with his palm. Buffy: Sorry, you guys, but we're on a clock here. Okay, Adam was
at Willow: (sarcastic) Right. (stands moving to the living room) And Giles: You never train with me anymore. He's gonna kick your ass. He steps out of the kitchen, drink in hand, and leans against the Giles: Sorry. Was it a bit honest? (drunken grin) Terribly sorry. Xander: (standing) So she doesn't go alone. (turns to him) Giles, Buffy: You're not going, Xander. He turns to face her, giving her a hard look. Buffy: Y-you'd get hurt. Xander: (as if expecting this) Oh. Okay. You and Willow go do the Giles: Ah-ah, no. I am no Alfred, sir. No, you forget. Alfred had
a Buffy: Willow is not going either. I'm doing it alone. Willow steps closer so now she's standing at one end of the coffee Willow: (still sarcastic) Oh, great. And then when you have your new Anya gets up from the couch but they don't notice her following Tara. Xander: Right! Maybe we can help in other ways? (to Buffy) Want some Buffy: You guys, this isn't helping. Willow: Oh, wow! We're already getting in the way. We're pretty good Xander: Right. I'm so good at it you might have to ship me off to
the Buffy: The Army? Xander: You didn't think I knew about that, did you? You two talking Willow frowns at him. Buffy: Us talking about *you*? How about you telling Riley every last Willow: And besides, when
is there any "us two?" You two
are the two Xander: Uh-huh. But maybe that all changes when I'm doing sit-ups Giles almost chokes on his drink. Giles: Fort Dix? He bursts out in a wheezing laugh. The three of them stare at him Buffy: Are you drunk? Giles: (happily) Yes. Quite a bit, actually. Buffy: Well, stop it! (to Xander and Willow) This is stupid. Xander: Stupid? So you finally have the guts to say it to my face? Buffy: I didn't say you were stupid! So . . stop being an idiot and Xander rolls his head in an exasperated way and sits down on the Buffy: Okay, I need you. I need both of you. All the time! Just Willow: Wait. How do you need me, really? Buffy: You're . . good with the computer stuff. (Willow accepts that) Willow: (accusingly) Witch
stuff? What exactly do you mean by "witch Buffy: You guys, what is happening? This is crazy! Giles: Oh, no, it's not. (moves to his desk) It's all finally making He sets his drink down and tries to sit. But his aim is off and his Cut to Giles' very clean, white bathroom. Anya is sitting on the Tara: You think this will go on for a while? Anya: (nonchalant) Hard to say. They fall silent as they look around the bathroom. Tara: Nice bathroom. Anya: (nodding) Like the tile. Cut back to the others. Xander is on his feet again, rounding to Xander: And if I did join the Army, I'd be great! You know why? Giles: That's it. I'm going to bed. He struggles to pull his sweater over his head as he stomps up the Willow: No, you'd do wonderful in the Army. Hey, do you think the Xander: I knew it! I knew you hated her! Giles' sweater drops down from the loft above and falls on him Willow: Look, I'm not the one being judgmental here. I'll leave that Buffy: Judgmental? If I was anymore open-minded about the choices
you Xander: (to Willow) Oh! And superior. Don't forget that. (to Buffy) He walks past her and crosses his arms as he leans against a cabinet Buffy: You guys, stop this! What happened to you today? Willow: It's not today! Buffy, things have been wrong for a while! Buffy: What do you mean wrong? Willow: Well, they certainly haven't been right, since Tara. We have Xander: No! It was bad before that! (he steps out in between them Giles: (from upstairs) Bloody hellll! Buffy: Enough! All I know is you want to help, right? Be part of the Willow and Xander shake their heads, grumbling. Willow: (unison) I don't know anymore. Xander: (unison) Really not wanted. Buffy: (raising her voice) No! No, you said you wanted to go. So Buffy: (hurt and angry) Is that it? Is that how you can help? (a They don't reply and turn their eyes away from her. She regards them Buffy: (somberly) So . . . I guess I'm starting to understand why She hurries to the door grabbing her jacket. Buffy: If I need help, I'll go to someone I can count on. They don't move as she slams the door, leaving them behind. Cut to Adam's lair. We hear the heavy door opening again. Adam is Adam: I've been waiting for you. Cut to close up of Riley. Riley: And now I'm here.
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