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ACT ONE

FADE IN

INT. SUMMERS HOUSE - MORNING

Buffy--fully-clothed--stands at the stove making pancakes.
She holds a spatula in each hand.  She takes a pancake with
the right and flips it high in the air.


She positions the left behind her back, intending to catch
the pancake...but it hits her head instead.

                         BUFFY
            Shoulda seen that one coming.

Dawn staggers in.

                         DAWN
            What smells?

                         BUFFY
            Is that a negative question?

                         DAWN
            If I say yes, do I get grounded?

                         BUFFY
                   (mumbling)
            You already are.

                         DAWN
            What?

                         BUFFY
            I said cooking is not a common
            occurrence here in the Summers
            household, so it may be wise to
            take it when it's available.

                         DAWN
            Slayer mumbling--impressive.
                   (beat)
            Thanks--for being all sisterly.
            Don't take this the wrong way, but
            I really prefer you in sister-mode
            rather than slayer-mode.

                         BUFFY
            Me too.  And I'm much more enthused
            about you in any state that doesn't
            involve whining.

                         DAWN
            Me--and everyone else--too.
                   (beat)
            Umm, what--exactly how--I don't
            think you voiced your opinion on my
            shattering confessions.

                         BUFFY
            Can't help who you fall in love with.


                         DAWN
            Love?  Who said anything about love?

                         BUFFY
            You did.

                         DAWN
            I said love?  I don't love her.

                         BUFFY
            The idea seemed implied by how
            incredibly broken you were.  Your
            relationship with her--even in its
            most innocent form--was tearing you
            up inside and that plays at a
            volume on the frequency of...LOVE.

                         DAWN
            Maybe it's the fact that I'm 16 and
            meeting my inner lesbian.  I can
            tell ya, she ain't as much fun as
            my inner child.  Inner child
            reveres "The Wizard of Oz"...inner
            lesbian keeps looking for subtext
            and points out how the Tin Man's
            make-up and talking-style are
            totally queer.

                         BUFFY
            First off: never tell Xander that
            Tin Man theory--since his inner
            child is pretty much dominant, that
            bombshell might kill him.  Second:
            you have a point.

                         DAWN
            Okay...

                         BUFFY
            Discovering this side of yourself
            isn't easy and firmly grasping the
            reality is leaps and bounds tougher
            than accepting the idea of someone
            else you know being gay.

                         DAWN
            God, could you be less
            understanding...what the hell has
            gotten into you?  I'm your sister!
            How 'bout a freak-out?

Buffy smiles and envelopes Dawn in a hug.


                         DAWN
            What are you doing?

                         BUFFY
            Hugging my sister who I love and
            will always back no matter what
            road her life travels.

                         DAWN
            Is this pancake poisoning?

Buffy CHUCKLES and hugs Dawn a lit bit tighter.  Dawn
relaxes into it...until GILES walks in and the sisters
separate.

                         GILES
            Hope I'm not interrupting.

                         BUFFY
            Uh, did you hear anything?

                         GILES
            Such as...?

                         DAWN
            Nothing.

                         GILES
            I just got here.  Oh, and Buffy, I
            can't say this enough: it's WHOM,
            not WHO.  Please open a grammar text.

Buffy and Dawn stare at Giles who realizes what he said.

                         GILES
            Yes...well, let me remark in my
            defense that eavesdropping is an
            historically FEMALE trait...and I
            am surrounded by females...so there
            you go.

                                                      CUT TO:

INT. XANDER'S APARTMENT - MORNING

Anya enters, slamming the door and recklessly tossing her
purse away.  She sulks over to the answering machine and
plays it.


                         XANDER'S VOICE
            Hey An, just checking in--wondering
            if all's well and there's no "end's
            well" we should be worried about.
                   (beat)
            L.A.'s fun so far...nice change of
            pace.  I really want--and NEED--to
            talk to you soon.  Call if you
            want--I guess it can wait.
                   (beat)
            Bye.

There's a BEEP.  Anya EXHALES and ruefully shakes her head.
She walks over and plops herself on the couch facing the
television.

                         ANYA
            Anya, you are a horrible excuse for
            a human being.  Shame on me.  I
            don't deserve happiness.

Anya SIGHS.  She takes the control and turns the television
on.  It's lesbian porn.  Anya's mesmerized.

                                                      CUT TO:

INT. CHURCH - DAY

ELLE sits in a pew with FATHER OLIVEIRA.

                         ELLE
            It seems ridiculous to hate the sin
            but love the sinner.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            Look at it in context.  We believe
            people are born with sin which is
            expelled through baptism.  It's
            about humanity--about forgiveness
            and understanding.

                         ELLE
            Many would argue with
            that...including me.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            The church is condemned for having
            rules, but those rules serve as a
            guide to living life in the spirit
            of the Lord.  We condemn certain
            actions--lifestyles--because that's
            what we believe.  But no matter
            what, we love and accept everyone
            and wish no ill will to anyone.


                         ELLE
            Dawn is unique.  She stirs up
            feelings and emotions in me I've
            never even seen on T.V.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            Your problem sounds less about
            religious implications and more
            about YOU.

                         ELLE
                   (sarcastically)
            That helps sooo much.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            Acknowledging your feelings is one
            part of the process.  You have no
            idea where you want to go with
            those feelings--you may think you
            WANT to act on them, but another
            part of you says it's just an
            unwanted attraction that will go
            away.  You might want to act, and
            CAN act, but don't--simply because
            she's your female best friend.

                         ELLE
            Got a point there.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            This is not usually my territory.

                         ELLE
            My brother's out of town...needed
            to get this off my chest immediately.

A NUN comes up to the duo.

                         NUN
            Father, it's time for that meeting
            I informed you of.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
            Can't it wait?

The Nun shakes her head.

                         FATHER OLIVEIRA
                   (to Elle)
            Those doors are always open.

                         ELLE
            In this town, that's dangerous.


Father Oliveira LAUGHS as he gets up.  He pats Elle on the
shoulder and the Nun leads him toward the back of the church.
As they walk, the Nun's face morphs into demon visage.

                                                      CUT TO:

EXT. LIBRARY - DAY

Faith exits the building with a backpack.  She slows down as
a thrilled Giles shows up.

                         GILES
            Faith, this is a marvelously
            welcome surprise.  Expanding your
            horizons?

                         FAITH
            Figured some studyin' could improve
            my...situation.

                         GILES
            How so?

                         FAITH
            You know, bullshit.

                         GILES
            Right...well, I'm pleased to see
            you're taking this step and it can
            only make you a better slayer.

                         FAITH
            Among other things.

                         GILES
            Shall I see you tonight for patrol?

                         FAITH
            Sorry G-Man--busy.  I will make
            sure to get my fill of the demon
            crowd.

                                                      CUT TO:

EXT. PARK - EVENING

Faith surveys the area and proceeds to the swings with
caution.  Faith opens the underground hatch and hops in.

                                                      CUT TO:

INT. CRYPT - NIGHT

Buffy reads a magazine as Dawn roams around.


                         DAWN
            It's stupid to think he'd show up.

                         BUFFY
            Spike is stupid enough to surpass
            the stupidity of this stupid plan.

                         DAWN
            But he knows how we think.

                         BUFFY
            From back in the day--things have
            changed.

                         DAWN
            Yeah...it's been all of TWO WEEKS
            since he turned Johnny Rotten.

                         BUFFY
            Two weeks--a lifetime in Sunnydale.

                         DAWN
            You hear from Xander and company?

                         BUFFY
            Not for a couple of days.

                         DAWN
            Think something's wrong?

                         BUFFY
            They're fine.

                                                      CUT TO:

EXT. MULTIPLEX - NIGHT

WILLOW, DINO, and FRED watch from across the street as
MOVIEGOERS rush out into the street SCREAMING.

                         DINO
            Not a healthy development.

                         WILLOW
            By no means is that incorrect.

                         FRED
            Should we go in?

                         DINO
            From the looks of it...

                         WILLOW
            ...They'll be coming out.


XANDER, GUNN, and ANGEL all run fearfully as two MUTANT
JACKALS chase them.

                                            CUT BACK TO:

INT. CRYPT - NIGHT

Buffy puts down her mag.

                         BUFFY
            You talk to Elle today?

                         DAWN
            Sure--we've had at least six
            thousand conversations in my head.

                         BUFFY
            That's a start.

                         DAWN
            Not like there's any hurry.  She's
            not going anywhere.  Faith on the
            other hand...

                         BUFFY
            Don't tell me you're in love with
            Faith!

                         DAWN
            Here come the visuals...there goes
            my appetite.  I meant from the way
            she's been acting lately, she might
            not stick around much longer.

                         BUFFY
            I think you're overstating the case.

                         DAWN
            Or your underestimating it.  What's
            up with you two?

                         BUFFY
            Really nothing you should be
            concerned with.

                         DAWN
            Something happened last night.

                         BUFFY
            Leave it alone Dawn.

                         DAWN
            So the opening-up policy applies
            only to me.


                         BUFFY
            Faith and I are going through the
            motions.

                         DAWN
            Slayer thing.

                         BUFFY
            In a way.  I'm worried about her.

                                                      CUT TO:

INT. UNDERGROUND - NIGHT

LOUNGE

A YELLOW DEMON desperately tries and fails to open the door.
He's scared shitless of the only other figure in the room:
Faith, standing stone-still and watching the wussy-display
icily.

                         FAITH
            Like I told ya an hour, half hour,
            15, 10, and 5 minutes ago, it ain't
            gonna work!

                         YELLOW DEMON
            I never screwed you over!  But if I
            inadvertently did so, allow me to
            grovel at your feet and beg
            forgiveness.

                         FAITH
            Go ahead.

Yellow Demon's "eyebrows" shoot up.  He slowly drops to his
knees and crawls over to Faith.

                         YELLOW DEMON
                   (pleadingly)
            Please oh demented slayer--

                         FAITH
            --Mistress Slayer.

                         YELLOW DEMON
            Please Mistress Slayer, please
            forgive me for my indiscretion that
            I swear I was unaware of and I will
            not do it again!  I am at your
            mercy--willing to do your bidding.


                         FAITH
            Bidding...I could get into the boss
            routine.

                         YELLOW DEMON
            You make for an excellent executive.

                         FAITH
            No shit.  Let's start by you
            standin' up straight, chest puffed
            like a beefcake.

Yellow Demon does it.

                         FAITH
            Good.

Yellow Demon smiles, but it fades when Faith whips out her
knife and jams it in his chest, carving him up like a turkey.
The Yellow Demon's dead body falls to the floor.  Faith
crouches down and chops off one of the Yellow Demon's toes.
She pulls out a ziplock back and puts the toe in.

LATER

MID-LEVEL OFFICE

A SUITER sits behind a desk as Faith enters.

                         FAITH
            Thanks for the tip.

                         SUITER
            For the slayer, my door's always
            open.

                         FAITH
            In this town, that's dangerous.

                         SUITER
            Depends on what side of the door
            you're on.
                   (beat)
            Have I thanked you for knocking off
            upper management?

                         FAITH
            Wrong slayer.

                         SUITER
            In my experience, one slayer fits
            all.


                         FAITH
            Are you the new top freak?

                         SUITER
            Yep.

                         FAITH
            I shoulda kept B from killin' the
            other guy.

                         SUITER
            Only time will tell on the wisdom
            of that heat-of-the-moment decision.

                         FAITH
            Whatever.

Suiter blows Faith a kiss.   Not amused, Faith coolly spits
on the floor and stomps out.  A side-door in the wall opens
and Spike enters.

                         SPIKE
            She got what she came for?

                         SUITER
            Absolutely.

Spike pulls out an envelope and tosses it on the desk.

                         SPIKE
            Good.  That bitch is finished.

Suiter giggles delightedly.

                                            END ACT ONE

Act 2

 
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