Never Kill A
Boy on The First Day
Prelude
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.
The
cemetery.
Buffy is fighting a vampire. She kicks him in the face
with a high roundhouse kick, forcing
him to step backward to keep his
balance. The vampire does a jumping
half-twisting crescent kick, which
Buffy
ducks. He tries two punches, and Buffy neatly blocks them. On his
third punch she grabs hold of his arm
and hits him in the face with a
high front snap kick. Letting go of
the vampire's arm, Buffy punches him
squarely in the midsection and follows
up with a swinging punch to his
face, sending him to the ground.
Buffy: We haven't been properly introduced. (pulls out a stake) I'm
Buffy, and you're history!
She
plunges the stake into him as he gets up. He falls and bursts into
ashes.
Giles: (pops up from behind a crypt) Poor technique.
(comes around to
her) Prioritizing, sub-par...
Execution was adequate, but a bit too
bloody for my taste.
Buffy: Giles, don't mention
it. It was my *pleasure* to make the world
safe for humanity again.
Giles: I'm not saying that your methods are without
merit, it's, uh, y-
you're spending too much time and
energy. It should simply be: plunge,
and move on. Plunge and... (notices something on the ground) Hello.
(bends over to pick up a ring with his pen)
Buffy: (sees the ring) Oh, that's great! I kill 'em, you fence their
stuff. (Giles gives her a look) What
is it?
Giles: I don't know.
Buffy: But it bothers you.
Giles: Yes! Well, I... I thought this vampire was
just on a random
kill, but it may be something else.
Buffy: Something big?
Giles: Yes. I'd best consult my books.
Cut to
the Master's lair. He slams a book down on his lectern, opens it
and reads.
Master: 'And there will be a time of crisis, of
worlds hanging in the
balance. And in this time shall come
the Anointed, the Master's great
warrior. And the Slayer will not know
him, will not stop him, and he
will lead her into Hell.' As it is
written, so shall it be. (picks up
the book and walks) 'Five will die,
and from their ashes the Anointed
shall rise. The Brethren of Aurelius
shall greet him and usher him to
his immortal destiny.' (stops by one of the brethren) As it is written,
so shall it be. 'And one of the
brethren shall go out hunting the night
before and get himself killed, because
he couldn't wait to finish his
job before he ate.' Oh, wait. (grabs one of the brethren by the throat)
That's
not written anywhere. (lifts the vampire from his
feet) The
Anointed
will be my greatest weapon against the Slayer! If you fail to
bring him to me, if you allow that
girl to stop you... (throws the
vampire into a coffin) Here endeth the lesson.
He
slams the book shut and walks off.
Opening
credits roll. Buffy's theme plays.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 1
~~~~~~~~~~
The
library.
Buffy is sitting on the table and studying the ring. Giles
makes his way down to her from the
stacks while leafing through a book.
Giles: That symbol on the ring... I believe it's the
rune for fidelity,
but, uh, it doesn't connect with
any of the sects that I've studied.
Buffy: What about this? (shows
him the ring) On the inside. It's a sun
and three stars. Haven't we seen
that somewhere?
Giles: Let me see. (takes
the ring and looks closely) No, I-I don't
think this, um, represents any...
Buffy: (looks in a book) Wait, it's
right here. Sun and three stars.
Yuck,
check these guys out. (hands Giles the open book) Told
you it
looked familiar.
Giles: Oh, the Order of Aurelius. Yes, you're right.
Buffy: Ooo, two points for
the Slayer, while the Watcher has yet to
score!
Owen
comes into the library and approaches them.
Buffy: Oh! (slides off the
table) Owen! Hi!
Giles: (looks up at Owen) What
do you want?
Owen: A book?
Giles: Oh!
Buffy: (to Giles) See, this is a school, and we have
students, and they
check out books, and then they learn
things.
Giles: I was beginning to suspect that was a myth.
Owen: I lost my Emily.
Kind
of a security blanket.
Buffy: (awkwardly) I have something like that. Well,
it's an actual
blanket. Uh, and I don't really carry
it around anym-more... So! Emily
Dickens,
huh? She's
great!
Owen:
Buffy: She's good also.
Giles: (points at the stacks) Poetry.
Owen: (to Buffy) I didn't think I'd find you here.
(goes up the stairs)
Buffy: (follows Owen) W... Why not?
Owen: I, I didn't mean... I mean... I think you can
read.
Buffy: Thanks.
Owen: But you don't seem bookwormy.
(finds his book) The type of person
to lock themselves in a dark room
with a lotta musty old books. (looks
up from the book) Oh, and I've
offended you.
Buffy: No! No, I'm just surprised you gave any
thought to what I'm
like.
Owen: You shouldn't be. (starts
back down)
Buffy: (follows again) Oh, well, I *love* books. I
mean, I really
*love*
books.
Owen
sees the book they were consulting earlier on the table and heads
over there to take a look.
Owen: What's this?
Buffy: (gets between him and the book) Not this one.
Giles: (picks the book up) This
one she doesn't love.
He
walks around Buffy, takes Owen's book and heads to
the checkout
station.
Giles: Oh, Emily Dickinson.
Buffy: We're both fans.
Giles: Yes, uh, she's quite a good poet, I mean for
a... (takes Owen's
library card)
Buffy: A girl?
Giles: For an American. (scans
the book and library card)
Owen: (to Buffy) I'll, uh, see you in math... if I
open my eyes at some
point. (takes
the card and book from Giles)
Buffy: Cool...
Owen
leaves. Buffy stares after him.
Giles: The Order of Aurelius is a very old and
venerated sect. If
they're here, it's for a good reason.
Buffy: That was Owen!
Giles: Yes, I remember.
Buffy: Do you have any more copies of Emily
Dickinson? I need one.
Giles: (exasperated) Buffy, while the mere fact of
you wanting to check
out a book would be grounds for a
national holiday, I think we should
focus on the problem at hand.
Buffy: Right. I'm sorry, you're right. Vampires. (looks down at her
dress) Oh. (looks
inquisitively at Giles) Does this outfit make me look
fat?
Cut to
the cafeteria. Buffy and
Buffy: It's all true.
can brood for forty minutes
straight, I've clocked him.
Buffy: He was so nice, it was eerie.
Buffy: (heads for a table) Emily Dickinson.
(Buffy
sets down her tray) Well, wait, you've never even read her.
Buffy
pulls out the book and sets it down for
Xander: (holds up his fork) Has
anybody given any thought to what this
green stuff is?
Buffy: Hmm, I'm avoiding the subject.
Xander: I think it's kale,
or possibly string cheese. (lets the fork
drop) So, Buffy, how'd the slaying
go last night?
Buffy: (gives him a stern look) Xander!
Xander: I mean, how'd the *laying*
go? (gets another look from Buffy)
No, I
don't mean that either.
Buffy: It went fine, thank you. There's some new hoidy-toidy vampire
sect in town.
Xander: Well, hey, they're bringing in the much
needed tourist dollars.
(sees Owen) Ooo, look at Mr.
Excitement.
Buffy: Owen! He's all alone! Maybe somebody should
sit with him.
Xander: (to
Buffy
walks over to Owen's table. Cordelia is coming over,
too, from
another direction.
Cordelia: Look, an empty seat! (bumps
Buffy)
Buffy: (spills her tray) Ooo!
Ew...
Owen: Let me get that. (bends
down)
Buffy: Thanks! (crouches)
Boy! Cordelia's hips are wider than I
thought!
Cordelia: (sarcastically) Eh-heh!
Owen: At least you don't have to eat your Soylent Green.
Cordelia: (trying to get attention) Owen, a bunch of us
are loitering
at the Bronze tonight. You there?
Owen: Who's all going?
Cordelia: Well, um, I'm gonna
be there.
Owen: Who else?
Cordelia: You mean besides me?
Owen: (to Buffy) Buffy, what about you?
Buffy: What?
Cordelia: No, no, no! She, uh, she doesn't like fun.
Owen: (to Buffy) How 'bout
we meet there at eight?
Buffy: (smiles) Yeah! Eight! There!
She
puts her empty tray on top of Cordelia's.
Cut to
the halls. Buffy and
Buffy: It's not that big a deal. It's just a bunch
of people getting
together.
Buffy: It's not!
Giles: I'm afraid it's very big.
Wait!
They
follow Giles into the library. Cut into the library.
Giles: What are *you* talking about?
Buffy
and
Giles: Yes, well, I'm talking about trouble. A
violent and disturbing
prophecy is about to be fulfilled.
Buffy: The Order of Aurelius.
Giles: You were spot-on about the connection. (walks over to the table)
I've
looked at the writings of Aurelius himself, and he, he prophesied
that the brethren of his order would
come to the Master and bring him
the Anointed.
Giles: Well, I-I don't know exactly, a-a-a-a
warrior, but, but it says
he will rise from the ashes of the
Five on the evening of the thousandth
day after the Advent of Septus.
Buffy: Well, we'll be ready whenever it is.
Giles: Which is tonight.
Buffy: (takes in the information) Tonight, okay... (realizes the
conflict) Not okay! It can't be tonight!
Giles: My calculations are precise.
Buffy: Nuh! They're bad
calculations! Bad!
Buffy: Owen!
Giles: Alright, I-I'll just jump in my time machine,
go back to the
twelfth century and ask the vampires to
postpone their ancient prophecy
for a few days while you take in
dinner and a show.
Buffy: Okay, at this point you're abusing sarcasm.
Giles: Buffy, this is no ordinary vampire. But we
have to stop him
before he reaches the Master.
Buffy: But... Cute guy! Teenager! Post-pubescent
fantasies!
Giles: Those will just have to be put on hold! The
dark forces are
aligning against us, and we have a
chance to beat them back. Tonight we
go into battle!
Cut to
the graveyard. Giles and Buffy are sitting on a large gravestone.
Giles: (sniffs) Perhaps I miscalculated.
Buffy: I'm thinking yes. (sucks
her drink dry)
Giles: Well, you know what they say. Ninety percent
of the vampire
slaying game is, is waiting.
Buffy: You couldn't have told me that ninety percent
ago?
Giles: Well, we, we've certainly waited here long
enough. (gets up)
Buffy: Besides, there aren't any fresh graves. Who's
gonna rise?
Giles: Apparently no one tonight.
Buffy: (jumps up) Then I can bail? I can go to the
Bronze and find
Owen?
Giles: Oh, very well then. Follow your hormones if
you want. (Buffy
hops down and starts to go) But I
assume I don't have to warn you about
the hazards of becoming personally
involved with someone who's unaware
of your unique condition.
Buffy: Yeah, yeah, I read the back of the box.
Giles: If your identity as the Slayer is revealed it
could put you and
all those around you in grave
danger.
Buffy: Well, in that case I won't wear my button
that says, 'I'm a
Slayer. Ask me how!' (gets a look from Giles) Good night. (leaves)
Giles: 'Five shall die, and from their ashes the
Anointed shall rise.'
I was
sure it was tonight.
Cut to
a bus. The passengers ride in silence.
Collin: (to Andrew) I went on an airplane.
Andrew: A pale horse emerged with death as its rider.
You will be
judged. You will be judged.
Cut to
the Bronze. Buffy goes in and looks around for Owen. "Rotten
Apple",
by Three Day Wheely, is playing on the sound system.
Lyrics: ...is real / Then
you wake up shouting some familiar name /
It's
not the same
Buffy
sees Owen dancing with Cordelia. She looks on, crushed by the
sight of them together.
Lyrics: You're just a girl / Just
a girl who knows no shame / Whose
desperate pace has lost its taste / A
never-ending darkness weighs / I
can't avoid, I can't complain / I
know exactly who's to blame / The girl
who shares my...
Cut to
the bus. Andrew has gotten up and stands in the aisle.
Andrew: That day's gonna
bring fire. Fire comin' down! Judgment! (to
Collin
and his mom) Don't think you're ready, ready to look
upon him. If
there's sin in there, there's sin all
around. It's a liquid. On that day
there won't be anybody tellin' us what to do or why we're doin'
it. You
can't prepare. On
that day...
Driver: (to Andrew) Hey, you
gotta sit down. Okay?
Andrew: Are you willing to stand with the righteous?
One of
the brethren steps in front of the bus. The driver hits the
brakes and slams into the vampire. The
bus begins to swerve, runs
through a sign and hits a pole, which
brings it to a stop.
Driver: (looks back at the passengers) Is everyone okay?
The
passengers look at each other. They all seem shaken but okay. The
driver gets out to check the victim.
Driver: (to victim) Are you
all right? (kneels down beside him) Can you
move?
The
vampire grabs him by the throat and begins choking him. Another one
punches through a window, grabs Andrew
by the throat, pulls him out and
bites him. The vampires all climb
into the bus to get the other people.
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 2
~~~~~~~~~~
In
the school halls at Buffy's locker. She slams it shut and leans on
it.
Xander: So you just went home?
Buffy: What was I supposed to do? Say to Owen,
'Sorry I was late, I was
sitting in a cemetery with the
librarian waiting for a vampire to rise
so I could prevent an evil
prophecy from coming to pass?'
Xander: (weighs options with
his hands) Or flat tire?
Buffy: (starts walking) I can't take this anymore. I
feel like everyone
is staring at me, the big,
hideous, dateless monster. (to a passing
student) What? Yeah, that's right, I have no life, c'mon, nothin'
to see
here, pal, move it along!
Cut to
a different part of the hall.
Xander: You're acting a little overly, aren't you? I
mean, you could
have any guy in school.
Buffy: He's not any guy. He's more... Oweny.
Xander: Sure, he's got a certain Owenosity,
but that's not hard to
find. (they
reach his locker) I mean, a lotta guys read. (with a goofy
smile) I can read.
Buffy
is leaning on the lockers looking down when she notices Owen come
up to her.
Owen: Hey, Buffy!
Buffy: Owen!
Xander: Oh, look, it's Owen. (gets
a look from Buffy) Buffy and Owen.
And
Xander.
That'd be me.
Owen: W-where were you last night?
Buffy: Oh. Well, um, my watch broke and we don't
have any clocks in our
house and so I didn't know what time
it was or even what day it was...
Owen: I thought I was the only one that happened
to. How 'bout we try
it again for tonight? I'll even
lend you my watch.
He
hands her his gold pocket watch and chain. Xander looks at the watch
in wide-eyed amazement. Buffy
accepts it.
Buffy: Tonight? Y-you and me?
Xander
looks at his Tweety wristwatch.
Owen: Well, we could invite the chess club, but
they drink and they
start fights...
Buffy: Oh, no, it's just... Well, I... sort of heard
that... you and
Cordelia
were... somewhat... all over each other. A little...
Owen: I danced with her a couple of times. (with a look of distaste)
She's kinda grabby.
Buffy: Oh, well, let's see, if I rearrange that, and
I push that to
n... Sure! Tonight'll
work!
Owen: Great! I'll pick you up at seven?
Buffy: Um, seven!
Owen: That's when the little hand's (points on the
pocket watch) there.
Buffy: Oh! Between the six and the
eight.
Owen: Um, I'll see you then! (leaves)
Buffy: (watches him go) Tonight! Isn't that so?
Xander: What?
Buffy: (dreamily) Me and
Owen! (walks off)
Xander: (feeling down) Yeah, so it is. (closes his locker) It sure is
so.
Cut to
Giles' office. He has a headache from researching and is just
sitting down to have some tea. Buffy
barges in.
Buffy: Hey, how's it going?
Giles: Uh, alright.
Buffy: That's great! I see we're still working on
that Anointed One
problem, that'll probably take you a
few days, right? I mean, that's one
obscure prophecy...
Giles: Well, yes, there are a few interpretations...
Buffy: So tonight's looking slow, right? Probably
best to relax and
regroup, no big disasters coming, that
is *so* good, I will see you
tomorrow then! Bye! (leaves
quickly)
Giles: She is the strangest girl.
Cut to
the Master's lair. The brethren give him their attention.
Master: You have done well. Everything is in place.
When this night's
work is done, I will have a mighty
ally. I'll be one step closer to
freeing myself from this... mystical
prison. (feels his confines) I've
been trapped down here so long I've
nearly forgotten what it's like on
the surface. Well, there'll be time
enough to remember... when I rule
it! If she tries to stop you, kill
her. Give your own lives, but do not
fail to bring the Anointed. I know
you won't disappoint me. (quickly
grabs a fly from the air) Bug!
Cut to
Buffy's room. She's wearing her bathrobe, and
her decide on an outfit.
Buffy: (to Xander) Okay, (
appear shy, coy and naive or (
insatiable and aggressive?
Xander: (watching from the bed) Uh, y'know, Owen is a little home spun,
he probably doesn't like that
overly assertive look. (goes to her
closet) Oh, hey, here's something. A
nice comfy overcoat and a ski cap!
(holds them up to her) The earflaps will bring out your eyes!
Buffy
and
Buffy: Maybe I should mix and match. (
(grabs two lipsticks from her desk) Which one do you think
Owen will
like better? (holds
them up) The red or the peach?
Xander: Oh, you mean for kissing you and then telling
all his friends
how easy you are so the whole
school loses respect for you and then
talks behind your back? The red's
fine.
Buffy: Thanks. I'll go with the peach. (puts on the lipstick)
Buffy
and
Xander: You're not bothering me!
Buffy: Oh, I don't know. Where do you suppose young
kids go on dates
these days? (unties
her bathrobe)
Xander
goes over to her drawer chest and tries to angle the mirror
inside a box so he can see.
Buffy: (finishes pulling on the minidress)
Movies! Interesting!
party.
Buffy: (pulls on a boot) Wow! I never knew being a
teenager was so full
of possibilities! (pulls on the other boot)
Xander
fumbles with the box. Buffy and
bell rings.
Buffy: (excited) That's
Owen!
Cut to
Buffy opening the door.
Buffy: That's Giles.
Giles: We need to talk.
Buffy: Buffy's not home. (tries
to close the door)
Giles: (pushes the door open and comes in) My calculations may not have
been as far off as I thought. (holds up a newspaper)
Buffy: (reads) 'Five Die in Van Accident'?
Giles: Out of the ashes of five shall rise the one. That's the
prophecy. Five people have died!
Buffy: In a car crash.
Giles: I know it doesn't quite follow, but, but it's worth
investigating. Look! Among the dead was
Andrew Borba, whom the police
sought for questioning in a double
murder. Now, he may be the Anointed
One. The, the bodies have been taken
to, to Sunnydale Funeral Home, w-we
can...
Buffy: (interrupts) Giles, why do you wanna hurt me?
Giles: I beg your pardon?
Owen: (shows up at the open door) Hey! (comes in) Uh, hi!
Giles: You have a date?
Buffy: Yes, but I will return those overdue books by
tomorrow.
Giles: Wait, you're not getting off that easily.
Owen: Man, you really care about your work!
Xander: Yeah, a couple of things about tonight.
Giles: Another date? Don't you ever do anything
else?
Buffy: This is the first date! There's never been a
date, okay? This is
my maiden voyage!
Cut to
the next room.
Owen: What, she doesn't like to dance?
Xander: Well, it's a little too late to do anything
about that. Uh, you
should probably know that Buffy
doesn't like to be kissed. Actually she
doesn't like to be touched.
Xander: As a matter of fact, don't even look at her.
Cut back
to the foyer.
Buffy: We don't even know if this is anything.
Giles: No, we don't.
Buffy: And I haven't had a day off in a while.
Giles: True...
Buffy: And a cranky Slayer is a careless Slayer!
Giles: Buffy, maintaining a normal social life as a
Slayer... i-i-is
problematic at best.
Buffy: This is the 90's. The 1990's, in point of
fact, and I can do
both.
Giles: Well, I, I suppose it was a fairly slim
lead...
Buffy: (pleased) Thank you, thank you, thank you!
And look, I won't go
far, okay? If the apocalypse comes,
beep me.
Owen: (comes back) Is
everything cool?
Buffy: All set.
Giles: Yes, and, uh, you'll face a pretty hefty fine
in the morning.
Buffy: Well, bye. Don't wait up. (leaves
quickly with Owen)
Willow: Is something going on?
Giles: Oh, uh, probably not, no. I, uh, I suppose
I'll just, uh, go to
the funeral home in case, just see
if anything comes up. (leaves)
Xander: I wish it was just bad.
Xander: Yeah, you're right. I don't trust that Owen
guy. It's the eyes.
Crazy!
Xander: Oh, he's gone, uh, it's, he's gonna be alright. He's like super
librarian, y'know?
Everyone forgets,
ultimate weapon.
Cut to
the Bronze. Velvet Chain is playing tonight. They begin with
"Strong". Owen and Buffy are sitting at a
table talking.
Lyrics: I'll be right along / 'Cause, baby, you're so
strong
Owen: The thing about Emily Dickinson I love is, is
she's just so
incredibly morbid. A lot of loss, a lot of
death... It gets me. With a
lot about bees, for some reason.
Buffy: Did she have a tragic and romantic life? With a lotta bees?
Owen: Quiet. Kind of sequestered
and uneventful. Which I can really
relate to. I... don't get out much.
Buffy: I don't get that.
Owen: It's my fault. I just find most girls pretty
frivolous. I mean,
there's a lot more important things in
life than dating, y'know? (Buffy
looks down at her beeper) Oh. Did I
say something wrong?
Buffy: Uh, no! Come on.
She
leads Owen to the dance floor.
Lyrics: Baby, baby, I know it's always been so /
Physical love is, oh,
so meaningful for you
Buffy
and Owen dance close.
Owen: It's weird.
Buffy: What is?
Owen: You! One minute you're right there. I've got
you figured. The
next, it's like you're two people.
Buffy: Really? Which one do you like better?
Owen: I'll let you know.
Lyrics: So strong / Baby, I'm yours / You know / Because you're so / So
strong
Cut to
Cordelia entering the Bronze with some of her friends. She sees
Buffy
with Owen.
Cordelia: Aren't there laws against this sort of thing?
(walks over to
Buffy
and Owen) Owen! Look at you, here all alone...
Lyrics: You're so, so strong
Owen: Cordelia, I'm here with Buffy.
Cordelia: Oh! Okay. Do you wanna
dance?
Owen: No, I'm still here with Buffy.
Cordelia: You are so good to help the needy.
Buffy: Cordelia, Owen and I would like to be alone
right now, and for
that to happen, you would have to go
somewhere that's away.
Cordelia: (gives Buffy a look) (to Owen) Well, when
you're ready for
the big leagues, let me know. (leaves)
Lyrics: You would suffer, suffer for me
Cut to
the Sunnydale Funeral Home. Giles drives up in his ancient car.
It's
quiet. He gets out, slings his bag over his shoulder and starts
around his car to the building. The
night is creepy, and he has a look
around. He continues toward the
building, but stops short when he senses
something. He looks around again to his
right. Nothing. As he turn back
he sees one of the brethren in
front of him. He starts to back away, but
another one is behind him.
Giles: Damn!
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 3
~~~~~~~~~~
In
front of the Sunnydale Funeral Home. Giles is caught between two of
the brethren of the Order of
Aurelius. He pulls a cross from his bag and
holds it up to them. They cower away
in pain. Giles makes a dash for the
building. Cut inside. Giles looks around
and puts his cross back into
his bag. He runs to the flower room
door and finds it locked. The
brethren come into the building after
him.
Cut to
the Bronze. Velvet Chain is playing their next song, "Treason".
Lyrics: I have a window in my mind / I can turn to
look right through
you
Owen: Are you, uh, having fun?
Buffy: Yeah. I almost feel like a girl.
Lyrics: Won't cost you anything but time / To see me feel like you do
They
smile at each other and continue to dance.
Cut to
the funeral home. Giles finds the door to the morgue unlocked and
rushes in. He slams the door behind
him and looks around. He grabs a
filing cabinet, tilts it and drags it
over to block the door. It works,
the brethren can't readily open it.
Giles looks around for a way out.
The
windows are barred. He sees
Giles: (startled) AH!
Giles: What are you doing here?
Xander: We saw two guys going in after you. Are
they...
Giles: (looks at the door) They
are! (looks back) Uh, listen, you
should get to safety.
Giles: (tests the bars) I'm afraid not.
Xander: Look, I hate to state the obvious, but this
looks like a job
for Buffy?
Giles: Uh, she has her, her... beeping thing! (looks around) Um, no
phone, of course.
Xander: Look, we'll get her, just, uh, hang in there.
(
Xander
leave)
Giles: (worried) Do hurry.
Cut to
the Bronze. Owen and Buffy are standing by the stairs.
Owen: Do you want something to eat?
Buffy: Sure. Just make it something fattening.
Cordelia: (looking on from the shadows by a door) What a disgusting
display. Is that really appropriate behavior in a public forum? I mean,
I've
never seen a girl throw herself at a guy like that. Uhhh!
The
door opens and Angel comes in.
Cordelia: Ooo! Hello, salty
goodness! (to her friend) Pick up the
phone, call 911. That boy is gonna need some serious oxygen after I'm
through with him.
She
starts to follow Angel, but stops when she sees him go over to
Buffy.
Angel: Buffy.
Buffy: Angel.
Cordelia: (to herself) Why is
this happening to me?
Angel: (to Buffy) I was hoping I'd find you here.
Buffy: You were?
Angel: Some serious stuff happening tonight. You
need to be out there.
Buffy: No, not you, too. (tries
to leave)
Angel: (stops her) What do
you know?
Buffy: Prophecy, Anointed One, yada,
yada, yada...
Angel: So you know. Fine. I
just thought I'd warn you.
Buffy: Warn me? You see that guy over there at the
bar? (walks around
him and faces Owen) He came here to
be with me.
Angel: You're here on a date?
Buffy: (turns to Angel) Yes! Why is it such a shock
to everyone?
Owen: (returns) Here you
go.
Buffy: Oh. (looks between
Angel and Owen) Um, Owen, this is Angel.
Angel,
this is Owen. (puts her arm around him) Who is my date.
Angel: Hey.
Owen: Hey! So. Where do
you know Buffy from?
Angel: Work.
Owen: (to Buffy) You work?
Owen: Look at this! You show up everywhere. Interesting.
Xander: (points at Owen) You
don't know the half of it. (points at
Angel) What's he doing here?
Angel: I guess it's the same thing you're doin' here.
Buffy: Uh, excuse me, what are *any* of you doing
here?
Xander: Look, we gotta get
to, uh... (
thought it'd be fun if, uh, we made
this a double date!
Buffy: I didn't know you guys were seeing each
other.
figured, hey! Why fight it?
Owen: And you guys are thinking double?
Xander: 'Cause of... (laughs
nervously) ...the fun!
Owen: (to Angel) And
you're here because of work?
Xander: Hey, maybe we should all go somewhere
together.
Buffy: Gee, that's so nice of you to ask, but Owen
and I were, well,
sort of... Owen
and I.
Xander: You know what'd be cool? The Sunnydale
Funeral Home!
Buffy: The funeral home?
Owen: Actually, that sounds kinda
cool! Do you think we could all sneak
in?
Xander: We saw some guys in there before. They seemed
to be (pointedly
to Buffy) having fun!
Buffy: (to herself) Bite
me!
She
looks up at Angel. He gives her an 'I told you so' look.
Buffy: (exhales) (to Owen) Um, Owen, I gotta go.
Owen: I thought we were going to the funeral home.
Buffy: No, you can't. I'll tell you what. I'll be
back in a little
while.
Owen: Buffy... (leads her
away) What's the deal? Do you wanna bail on
me?
Buffy: No! No... no... uh... You remember when you said I was like two
different people? Well, one of them has
to go. But the other one is
having a really, really good time, and
will come back. I promise.
Owen
just nods his head and watches her go. She comes back and lays a
kiss on him. Then she really leaves
with
Owen: (to Angel) She's the
strangest girl!
Cut to
the funeral home. Everything seems quiet. Buffy,
Xander
come in through the front door.
Buffy: Which way?
They go
off to their left. Around a corner they hit a dead end.
Buffy: Damn it!
Owen: (appears behind them) This
is so cool!
Buffy: Uh, Owen! You can't be here!
Owen: Oh, and I suppose you guys are allowed? What
are we doin' here?
Are we gonna see a dead body?
Buffy: Possibly several. (to
Xander and
back the way they came)
Owen: Is she mad?
get in trouble.
Owen: Good thinking.
Xander: (to
They
start after Buffy. Cut to Buffy quietly walking down the hall,
looking and listening. She finds the morgue
door open and goes in. The
place is a shambles.
Buffy: Giles?
His bag
is on the autopsy gurney. The window bars are torn open. She
finds his cross. Suddenly one of the
doors to a body storage drawer
opens in front of her, and the drawer
rolls out. Buffy jumps back,
startled.
Buffy: Giles!
Giles: It *is* you. Oh, good.
Buffy: What happened?
Giles: Uh, two more of the brethren came in here.
They came after me.
But I
was more than a match for them.
Buffy: Meaning...?
Giles: I hid. Uh, this, uh, chap was good enough to
bunk with me till
they went away. (he
jumps down off of the cadaver)
Buffy: Well, w-were they here after you, or w-was it
that prophecy
thing?
Giles: Ah, well, that's what we have to find out. I
don't know what
these brethren mean to do exactly.
Find the Anointed, or, or, or, or
give him something perhaps, uh, it's
all, all very vague. And the
Anointed
may be long gone!
Buffy: But he may not be.
Giles: We must find out.
Buffy: Okay, I just need to get Owen and the others
out of harm's way
first.
Giles: Owen? You brought a date?
Buffy: (exhales) I didn't bring him, he came.
Giles: Buffy, when I said you could slay vampires
and have a social
life, I didn't mean at the same
time.
Buffy: I know. I'll get rid of him. (starts to leave)
Giles: Y-you can't make him go out there alone, we
don't know where the
brethren are. I-I'll just...
Buffy: No! No, Giles, he sees you, he's gonna have more questions than
he already does right now. I'll
take care of it.
She
runs out into the hall and looks around for the others. They come
around a corner and see her.
Buffy: It is.
Xander: And we'll be leaving?
Owen: We're not done lookin'
around yet!
Buffy: No, he's right. So let's find a nice, safe,
fun room to look
around in.
She
takes Owen's hand and leads the group down the hall.
They reach the
office door.
Owen: We tried the office here, but it's locked.
Buffy: (breaks the lock) No it's not! (goes in)
Owen: Well, I don't think we'll find much in here.
Buffy: (looks around) That's
the plan.
Owen: Okay. (confused)
What?
Buffy: (finished looking) I have to go now. (laughs nervously) Um, to
the bathroom, I have to go to the
bathroom. If you hear anything, like a
security guard or something, just be
really quiet. (to
Xander)
And barricade the door.
She
goes out into the hall again and looks around on her way back to the
morgue. Xander closes the office door.
Cut to
the morgue. Buffy and Giles start looking through the body
drawers hoping to find the Anointed
One.
Buffy: (opens one) Ewww,
parts!
Giles: Keep looking, he must be here somewhere.
Cut to
the office.
the office door.
Owen: What are you guys doing?
Owen
sees a curtain and draws it open. Behind the window he sees a body
covered with a sheet.
Owen: Oh, my!
Cut to
the morgue. Buffy and Giles are still looking. There's only one
storage cell left. Giles opens it
quickly and Buffy pulls out the
drawer. It's empty.
Buffy: Nothing.
Giles: The Anointed must be gone.
Buffy: I guess. I mean, this is where they keep all
the dead bodies,
right?
Giles: Mm-hmm.
Cut to
the office. Owen is looking at the body with fascination.
and Xander look worried.
Owen: I read a lot about death, but... but I've...
never really seen a
dead body before.
The
body's hand moves.
Owen: Do they... usually move?
The
hand moves again.
The
hand reaches up and pulls the sheet off. Andrew sits up and faces
them. He is a vampire now. He stands
up, looks down at himself and
flexes his hands. He looks back up at
them.
Andrew: I have been judged!
~~~~~~~~~~ Part 4
~~~~~~~~~~
The
mortuary office.
Owen: What's goin' on?
They
back away from the window slowly. Andrew approaches the window and
smashes it with his forehead. Cut to
the morgue. Buffy and Giles hear
the window being smashed.
Buffy: Oh, no!
She
starts running to the office. Cut to the office.
Andrew: (laughs) He is risen
in me! He fills my head with song!
Owen,
the door. Andrew steps through the
opening.
Andrew: Pork and beans. Pork and beans!
Xander: (to
Andrew: I can smell you.
They
get the furniture moved.
Andrew
follows at a quick pace.
Andrew: You're the chaff, unblessed. I'll suck the
blood from your
hearts, he says I may!
Cut to
the hall. Buffy meets them running down the hall.
Xander: He's in there!
Buffy: Uh, go! Get out!
Xander: She'll be okay. C'mon!
They
continue running. Buffy tries to find Andrew. She can hear him
singing as he comes down the hall
toward her.
Andrew: Shall we gather at the river? / The
beautiful, the beautiful
river?
She
decides to try to head him off another way. Xander,
find the exit, but are blocked by
the brethren.
pulls her around and behind himself.
Instead of attacking, the brethren
close the gates. The hall is empty,
but they can hear Andrew singing.
They
run and find themselves at the same dead end as when they first got
there.
Owen: Oh, God, this is too much!
Cut to
the morgue. Giles is still there. Buffy rushes in.
Buffy: What've you got?
Giles: What?
Buffy: What'd you bring? Do you have a stake?
Giles: Oh, uh... (hands her
a stake.)
Buffy: Thank you! (starts
back out the door)
Giles: W-what should I do?
Buffy: (faces Giles) Um, go
outside and make sure the others are okay.
Andrew
comes up behind Buffy, grabs her and throws her into a cabinet.
She
hits the floor unconscious. Giles rushes to her aid.
Giles: Buffy!
Cut to
the hall.
Owen: Somebody's gotta
help Buffy!
Owen
starts to run to the morgue.
morgue. Buffy is awake again, but
still on the floor. Andrew approaches
Giles.
Andrew: They told me about you while I was sleeping.
Giles
holds up his cross. It is painful to Andrew.
Andrew: Uh! Why does he hurt me?
He
slaps Giles' hand away, and the cross goes flying. He grabs Giles and
throws him into the crematory
controls. The fires in the chamber light.
Giles
falls unconscious. Andrew bends down to pick Buffy up. Owen comes
running in.
Owen: Buffy!
Andrew
raises her above his head.
Owen: No!
He
grabs a tray and swings it into Andrew's back, stunning him. His
knees buckle and he lets go of Buffy.
She staggers into an open body
drawer door and falls down
unconscious. Andrew turns, grabs Owen by the
neck and growls as he moves in to
bite. Owen grabs an urn from a rack
and smashes it over Andrew's head.
He falls. Owen goes over to help
Buffy. She wakes up again and tries to
get up.
Owen: Did you see that? He tried to bite me! (helps Buffy up) What a
sissy!
Andrew
gets back up, grabs Owen and smashes a body drawer door into the
back of his head, knocking him out.
Buffy: No!
Andrew: Dead! (lets Owen
fall) He was found wanting!
Buffy
gets him solidly in the gut with a front snap kick. He rolls over
the autopsy gurney and onto the
floor. She runs around to the far end of
the gurney. Andrew quickly gets up.
She pushes the gurney into his gut,
and then pushes down on her end so
it pivots up to hit him in the chin.
He
staggers back and falls. She jumps up onto the gurney and does a
roundoff onto the floor as he gets up.
He swings widely at Buffy's face,
but she blocks it. He tries again
with his other arm, hitting Buffy
solidly in the face and knocking her to
the ground. He taunts her as she
quickly gets up.
Buffy: You killed my date!
and Andrew fight.
Xander: (pulls
Buffy
blocks another punch, and then hits Andrew in the face with an
open-hand punch. Blocking a second punch
from him, she hits him in the
gut with another open-hand punch.
As he leans forward from the pain,
she knees him in the gut, and then
shoves him backward into a counter.
Buffy: You killed my date!
Giles
regains consciousness. Andrew turns back to Buffy.
Andrew: Your turn!
He lunges
at Buffy, but she sidesteps him and uses his forward momentum
to launch him into the air. He
lands on the gurney, and it rolls over to
the crematory. The gurney stops
when it hits, but Andrew continues to
slide through the open door. Giles
kicks the gurney away and slams the
crematory door shut. Andrew screams.
Buffy watches him burn through the
small window. Then she notices Owen
trying to sit up.
Owen: Does anyone have an aspirin? Or sixty?
Buffy: (goes to Owen) Owen! (crouches
beside him)
Owen: What happened to that guy?
Buffy: Oh... We scared him away.
Owen: Oh, good. 'Cause, y'know,
I would've...
Buffy: I know. Here... (helps
him up) I'm sure this isn't exactly what
you had in mind for our first date.
Owen: (rubs his head) Yeah! I was hoping maybe we'd
finish at Ben &
Jerry's.
Buffy: We still could...
Owen: No, I, I, I think I'll just walk home. (starts to go, but stops)
Uh,
which way's home?
Buffy: I'll get you there.
Owen: No, I'll, I'll go it alone.
Xander: We'll make sure he gets home safely.
They
lead Owen away. Buffy watches them go. Giles comes over behind her.
Giles: Buffy, if I might, uh...
Buffy: (cuts him off) Don't!
(slowly walks out)
Cut to
the school. Buffy, Xander and
balcony.
Buffy: Well, did Owen say anything about me on the
way home?
Buffy: Or generally... i-in
the area, in the ballpark, any sort of
indication?
They
round the corner and start down the stairs.
Xander: Well, in that case, no.
Buffy: You think?
Xander: No.
Buffy: I knew it. I totally blew it last night!
Xander: No, see, what you need is a guy who already
knows your deepest,
darkest secrets and still says, 'Hey! I
like that girl!' Someone like...
Buffy: (sees Owen) Owen!
She
walks around Buffy and drags Xander away with her.
Owen: Hi.
Buffy: Hi. (long awkward
pause) This is going well.
Owen: I don't really know how to say this, but...
about last night...
Buffy: You don't even have to. I'm sure you were
pretty freaked out.
Owen: Totally. (Buffy looks down) And... I was wondering when I could
see you again.
Buffy: (looks back up) Um,
that was my hopeful ear. Could you repeat
that?
Owen: I think you're the coolest!
Buffy: (smiles) Really?
Owen: I mean, last night was incredible! I never thought nearly getting
killed would make me feel so... alive!
Buffy: (looks down and starts to walk) So that's why you wanna be with
me.
Owen: (follows her) Oh, absolutely! When can we do
something like that
again?
Buffy: Something like...
Owen: Like, walk downtown at three in the morning,
a-and pick a fight
in a bar. How about tonight?
Buffy: Tonight would... (they
stop walking) be... not a workable thing.
Did I
just say that?
Owen: Tomorrow, then. I-I'm free any night this
week.
Buffy: I'm not. Please don't take this personally.
It's not you, it's
me.
Owen: (begins to get it) Right. It's you.
Buffy: And I was kinda
hoping that... maybe you and I could still be...
Owen: (very disappointed) I, I get it. You just wanna be friends.
Buffy: That'd be nice.
Owen: Friends. Yeah. Great.
(leaves)
Lyrics: The world will keep on turning / It'll all be there come
morning / So tonight...
Buffy: Yeah. Great.
Lyrics: Let the sun fall down all around you (song by
Kim Richey)
Giles
comes up behind her. They watch Owen leave. Buffy notices Giles
and looks at him. He's at a loss.
She goes over to sit on a bench. Giles
follows her.
Giles: I was ten years old when my father told me I
was destined to be
a Watcher. (sits
next to her) He was one, and his, uh, mother before
him, and I was to be next.
Buffy: Were you thrilled beyond all measure?
Giles: No, I had very definite plans about my
future. I was going to be
a fighter pilot. Or possibly a grocer. Well, uh... My father gave me a
very tiresome speech about, uh,
responsibility and sacrifice.
Buffy: Sacrifice, huh?
Giles: (looks toward Owen) Seems like a nice lad.
Buffy: Yeah. But he wants to be danger man. You,
Xander,
guys... you guys know the score,
you're careful. Two days in my world
and Owen really *would* get himself
killed. Or I'd get him killed.
(faces Giles) Or someone else.
Giles: I, I went to the funeral home of my own free
will.
Buffy: And I should've been there.
Giles: Buffy...
Buffy: I blew it!
Giles: I have volumes of lore, of prophecies, of
predictions. But I
don't have an instruction manual. We
feel our way as we go along. And, I
must say, as a Slayer, you're,
you're doing... pretty well.
Buffy: (smiles) Well. At
least I did stop that prophecy thing from
coming true.
Giles: You did! Handily. No
more Anointed One. And I would imagine the
Master,
wherever he is, is having a fairly bad day himself.
He
smiles. Buffy laughs back.
Cut to
the Master in his Lair.
Master: (quotes scripture) 'And in this time will
come the Anointed.
And the
Slayer will not know him. She will not stop him, and he will
lead her into hell.' (kneels down next to Collin) Welcome, my friend.