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I Only Have Eyes for You (February 10, 1999) Written by: Marti Noxon |
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INT. BRONZE - NIGHT The place is packed. Couples slow dance as A BAND plays a mellow, sexy song. BUFFY sits by herself, a little glum. XANDER AND CORDY Dance past. Enjoying an atypical moment of peace together. ON WILLOW Moving through the crowd with some drinks, she sees Buffy looking bummed - wishes she could do something for her broken-hearted friend. But her expression brightens when an especially handsome, sweet-looking guy, BEN, approaches Buffy. ON BUFFY AND CUTE GUY
Hey. I'm Ben. We had Algebra II together last year. Buffy searches - can't remember.
Sorry. I pretty much repress anything math related.
Miss Jackson. Second period. You were in the seat three over - one behind.
(smiles) Oh - yeah... I remember now. Weren't there chalkboards and pencils and desks and stuff?
That's the one!
(taps her head) Like a steel trap.
So... I was wondering... You know that dance tomorrow night? Are you going?
The Sadie Hawkins thing? Isn't that the deal where the girls ask the boys?
Yeah. And I thought, maybe, if you're free you might... ask me. Buffy balks. Her discomfort is obvious.
Oh... Gosh... I- Ben sees where this is going - tries to save face.
Hey. No. Don't worry about it.
It's not you. You seem great. It's just - I'm not seeing anybody. Ever again, actually.
Oh. That's too bad. Okay. Well. I'd better... ON WILLOW Watching as BEN walks away from Buffy - rejected. Buffy grabs her purse and starts for the door. Willow moves quickly - heads Buffy off at the pass before she can leave.
Hey. You bailing?
Yeah. I'm gonna stop by the library and see if Giles wants me to patrol. Then sack it.
You've been doing a lot of that. Patrolling and sacking. In fact, you've kinda been all work, no play Buffy.
I play. I have big fun. I came here tonight, didn't I?
You came. You saw. You rejected.
You mean that guy? I'm... just not in date-mode right now.
But maybe you need to date to get in date mode.
I don't think I'm ready.
You're thinking too much. Maybe you should just be impulsive!
Impulsive. Do you remember my ex- boyfriend, the vampire? I slept with him. He lost his soul. My boyfriend is gone forever and the demon that is wearing his face is killing my friends. The next impulsive decision I make will involve my choice of dentures.
Okay, the Angel thing went badly, I'm on board with that. But that's not your fault. (off Buffy's look) And anyways, love isn't always like that. Love can be... nice. SMASH CUT TO: INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - NIGHT A teenage couple rounds a corner in the dark hallway, which is decorated WITH BANNERS ANNOUNCING THE UPCOMING SADIE HAWKINS DANCE. The kids are in the middle of a horrible, emotional argument - like they're fighting for their lives.
Come back here! We're not finished! The boy grabs her arm. Stops her.
You don't care anymore? Is that it?
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what I feel-
Then tell me you don't love me. She's silent. He burns. Shakes her - hard. Yells.
Say it! The girl starts to cry.
Will that help? Is that what you have to hear? (lying) I don't. I don't. Now let me go! She struggles to break his grasp - but he holds on. Devastated - disbelieving.
No... A person doesn't just wake up one day and stop loving somebody. Now he RAISES the GUN he's been holding so she can see it. His rage and fear pushing him to the edge. Her eyes widen in horror.
Love is forever. BLACK OUT.
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INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - NIGHT The COUPLE FROM THE TEASER are still at it. The girl struggles in the boy's grasp as he holds the GUN closer to her, shaking with emotion.
I'm not afraid to use it. I swear. If I can't be with you-
Oh my God- BUFFY enters the hallway - sees the couple as the girl manages to SHOVE the boy away and head for an EXIT that leads to a balcony.
No! Please!- The boy scrambles after her - raises the GUN as if he might fire.
Don't walk away from me, bitch!- Buffy reacts - runs to stop him.
Hey! Leave her alone! INT. ANOTHER PART OF THE HALLWAY - CONT. (NIGHT) We see a JANITOR moving down another hallway. He hears the commotion and comes running. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - CONT. (NIGHT) The janitor rounds the corner just as BUFFY GRABS the boy. They struggle briefly before she KNOCKS THE GUN FROM HIS HANDS. It SKITTERS down the hall and out of sight. Buffy wrestles the boy the ground. The Janitor moves the crying girl. The BOY BLINKS. Suddenly power-freaked.
It's... What happened?
What happened? You went OJ on your girlfriend!
(desperate/baffled) This is nuts... I don't know why I - I got so mad...
Because you're a jerk? Now the girl speaks up. She also looks totally freaked.
He's not. We weren't even fighting a few minutes ago.
We weren't. I swear to God...
If you weren't fighting - why did you have a gun?
I don't know. I - I don't even know where I got it. THE JANITOR is scanning the floor. Shrugs.
I don't see any gun. Off Buffy - at a loss. INT. SNYDER'S OFFICE - DAY Buffy sits in the "hot seat" while Snyder, worked up, grills her.
I'm sure you know why I asked you here.
(weakly hopeful) To thank me?
That's right. I want to thank you. What would Sunnydale High do without you around to incite mayhem, chaos and disorder?
What? I didn't incite! I stopped that boy from killing his girlfriend. I mean - ask them. Ask the janitor.
People can be coerced, Summers,. I'm no stranger to conspiracy. I saw JFK. (then) I'm a truth seeker. I've got a missing gun and two confused kids on my hands. Pieces of a puzzle. I'm going to look at all those pieces carefully and rationally. And I'm going to keep looking until I figure out exactly how this is all your fault. He'd go on but his intercom buzzes.
Mr. Snyder? Billy Crandle chained himself to the snack machine again. Snyder shakes his head - fuming. Starts for the door.
Pathetic little no-life vegan. Buffy starts to get up but SNYDER pushes her back into her chair.
Not so fast, Missy. I'm not done with you yet. You stink of lies. He leaves. CLOSE ON BOOK SHELF Where Snyder's YEARBOOK COLLECTION is. Unseen by Buffy, one of the yearbooks is drawn out BY AN INVISIBLE FORCE. It falls to the ground with a thud. ON BUFFY Startled by the book falling. She rises and picks it up - looks at the cover. CLOSE ON YEARBOOK It's from 1955. ON BUFFY Only mildly curios as she puts it back on the shelf. EXT. SCHOOL - DAY Xander and Cordelia walk together on their way to class.
Okay. So what's up with Buffy?
How many times do we have to go over this? Nothing's up with Buffy. We're just good friends-
No, I mean, what's up with Buffy? Like, is she okay?
Sorry. I'm not used to you addressing subjects not directly related to... you. (then) She's fine. I guess. Why?
She only blew off Ben Straley - the most eligible hunk in town. He's totally rad and his father owns a department store. I mean, he's the guy I'd be going out with if I wasn't so obviously brain damaged. No offense.
Oh no. Why would I be offended?
Anyway. Ben told Lynette who told Charity - that Buffy wouldn't even give him the time of day.
Good for her. She's providing much needed life experience for the refection-deprived.
The guilt thing's just getting a little old, you know. Everybody's told her what happened to Angel isn't her fault.
Yeah. Everybody except the one guy she needs to hear it from. INT. COMPUTER CLASSROOM - DAY GILES comes to the doorway. Unnoticed, he watches Willow, who is still teaching as Calendar's temporary replacement.
So for next time, read the chapters on information groupings and binary coding. I bet you'll think coding is pretty cool - I mean, if you find two digit multi-stacked conversions and primary number clusters a big hoot. The class LAUGHS APPRECIATIVELY at her computer geek joke as the bell rings. ON GILES Clearly lost. If there was a joke - he missed it. WILLOW Sees him as the students file out.
(excited) Giles. I made them laugh, did you hear? I did the joke thing!
Yes. So it seems. I mean - you did. Good show. (then) I was dropping by so if you needed assistance - but you appear to have things quite under control.
Well, I had really good lesson plans. Ms. Calendar had them on her computer. A shadow crosses Giles' features. It's not lost on Willow - who treads gently.
Yes, she was... dedicated, wasn't she?
I also found a bunch of files and internet sights about paganism and majic and stuff.
Oh?
Yeah, it's really interesting... Willow moves to the desk. Finds a small pink stone on a black silk cord, which she hands to him.
And - this was in her drawer. She told me it's a rose quartz - that it has healing powers. (then) I thought she'd want you to have it. ON GILES Who closes his hand around the stone - touched, distraught.
Thank you, Willow. That's very thoughtful of you. INT. HISTORY CLASS - DAY Buffy's in HISTORY CLASS. The teacher, MR. MILLER, stands at the chalk board, writing away and talking in a colorless monotone-
... before 1935 the New Deal focused on revitalizing stricken business and agricultural communities... The WHOLE CLASS IS BORED BEYOND BELIEF. Many of them can barely keep their eyes open. MOVE IN ON BUFFY As she fights sleep. But Miller's voice is like white noise.
The New Deal also tried to regulate the nation's financial hierarchy- Finally her EYELIDS droop and CLOSE. INT. HISTORY CLASS - BUFFY'S DREAM - CIRCA 1955 - DAY FROM BUFFY'S POV Buffy is in the same classroom, but it's obvious from the décor and clothes that she's dreaming about THE 50'S. Class has just ended. A couple of cute girls giggle as they loot at a flyer for the 1955 SADIE HAWKINS DANCE.
I told Mrs. Hall we'd go help decorate the gym. Who are you taking?
David said yes.
You're kidding! He's so dreamy. They MOVE OFF as Buffy nears the TEACHER'S DESK. Sees a beautiful young teacher, GRACE NEWMAN, who smiles kindly as she takes papers. The kids file out, except for JAMES, who lingers. He's big, handsome - not at all boyish. He hands Miss Newman his paper. CLOSE ON THEIR HANDS Which TOUCH as she takes the paper from him. BACK ON JAMES AND MISS NEWMAN There is obvious heat between them. It flusters Miss Newman.
Thank you, James. (then) How are you enjoying that book I loaned you? The Hemmingway?
I like it. Very much. Impulsively, he touches her hand again. He moves closer. They both know they shouldn't be talking like this.
It's honest. They lock eyes. Miss Newman stammers-
I... Yes. It's based on a true story, actually. He fell in love with his- She stops as his hand moves up her arm. They move closer, eyes on each other. They're interrupted as the door to the classroom starts to open. JAMES AND MISS NEWMAN pull quickly apart, startled. INT. HISTORY CLASS - DAY ON BUFFY Who wakes, also startled. She looks around, disoriented - sees that she's back in the present day. At the board, MR. MILLER is still writing and tediously narrating.
...to revive industrial activity, the NRA, the National Recovery Administration... He turns away from the board to look at the class, but continues to write. As he's talking his hand starts to scrawl in LARGE ANGRY LETTERS - "DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME, BITCH." Mr. Miller doesn't even notice what he's doing. Keeps talking-
...assigned a number of task forces- The class REACTS WITH SHOCK and Mr. Miller looks back at the board. He's clearly confused and embarrassed by what he's just written.
Oh! Good God. He immediately ERASES the phrase. ON BUFFY Stunned. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY Buffy is walking with Xander.
I'm telling you, something weird is going on.
Something weird is going on. Isn't that our school motto?
Pretty much. But this time... I don't know. It bugs me. They arrive at Xander's locker, which he does the combo on.
I'm not trying to poo poo your wiggins, but a domestic dispute and a little case of chalkboard Tourette's? Sounds like "Hellmouth Lite" to me- Xander opens his locker and A BLUE, DECAYING ARM BURSTS from inside and GRABS HIM BY THE SHIRT. Xander, of course, screams for real this time. The ARM starts to PULL XANDER INTO THE LOCKER. After a brief struggle, Buffy manages to rip Xander's shirt and free him of the death grip. She SLAMS the LOCKER SHUT. A horrified beat as they both stare at the locker. Then Buffy FLINGS the locker door open again - ready to fight. But - to their surprise - there's nothing. They look inside. CLOSE ON LOCKER Except for Xander's stuff - it's empty. INT. LIBRARY - DAY Willow is studying while Giles goes about some researchy stuff of some kind. Now XANDER and BUFFY enter, tripping. Xander looks a mess - what with his ripped shirt and all.
Xander. What did you do - criticize Cordelia's outfit?
You're just a big bucket o' funny, Will. I'll have you know I just got accosted by some kind of locker monster.
(perks up) Loch Ness monster? Really?
Locker monster. Is what he said. But it wasn't really a "monster". It was more like a guy reached out and grabbed him. But when we opened the locker a second time - gone. Nothing.
This is right after Buffy's history teacher started doing some freaky channeling thing in class.
Fascinating. It sounds like paranormal phenomena.
A ghost? Cool!
Oh no, not cool. This was no wimpy chain-rattler. This was more - "I'm dead as hell and I'm not gonna take it anymore."
Exactly. Despite the Xander-speak, that's an accurate definition of a poltergeist.
I defined something? Accurately? Check me out. (he slams a book on the table shut) Guess I'm done with the book learning!
So we've got some bad boo on our hands?
Well... A poltergeist is extremely disruptive - and what you described certainly fits the bill.
But why is it here? Does it just want to scare people?
It doesn't know exactly what it wants. That's the problem. Many times the spirit is plagued by all manner of worldly troubles. But, being dead, it has no way to make it's peace. So it lashes out. Growing ever more confused, ever more angry...
So - it's like a regular teenager. Only dead.
What can we do? Is there any way to stop it?
The only tried and true way is to figure out what unresolved issues keep the spirit here - and resolve them.
Great. So now we're Dr. Laura for the deceased.
Only if we can find out who this spirit is. Or... was. He stops, something occurring to him. Perhaps he knows who it is? INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - NIGHT It's late. The hallway is mostly dark as THE JANITOR mops the floor - humming to himself. Now a TEACHER - MISS FRANK - steps out of her classroom with her briefcase and heads for the exit. They smile politely.
Working later, Miss Frank?
It's my fault. Let myself get behind. (looks at floor) Is it okay to walk here, George? It is... George, right?
Yes, ma'am. You go ahead.
Thanks. You have a nice evening.
You too. Drive safe. He goes back to his mopping and she starts to walk away. But the janitor pauses. Looks back at Miss Frank.
Oh, Miss Frank? She stops. Turns.
Yes? Something shifts in his eyes. They go cold - full of rage.
You can't make me disappear just because you say it's over.
There's no way we can be together. No way people will ever understand, accept it-
Is that what this is about? What other people think?
(emphatic) No! I just want you to be able to have some kind of normal life. We can never have that - don't you see?
I don't give a damn about a normal life. (pleading) I'm going crazy, not seeing you. I think about you every minute- She obviously feels the same way. Pushes it down.
I know. But... (then) It's over. It has to be. She starts to walk away from him. Which PROVOKES his anger and hurt even more. He shouts-
Come back here! We're not finished! He grabs her arm. Stops her.
You don't care anymore? Is that it?
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what I feel-
Then tell me you don't love me. She's silent. He burns. Shakes her - hard.
Say it! Miss Frank starts to cry.
Will that help? Is that what you have to hear? (lying) I don't. I don't. Now let me go! She struggles to break his grasp - but he holds on. Devastated - disbelieving.
No... A person doesn't just wake up one day and stop loving somebody. ANGLE: In the janitor's empty hand, a gun magically appears. Now he RAISES the GUN so she can see it. His rage and fear pushing him to the edge. Her eyes widen with horror.
Love is forever. BLACK OUT.
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INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT All is quiet in the library as Giles works late again. A number of books on GHOSTS and COMMUNICATING WITH THE DEAD are open before him. As he read, he unconsciously rolls Jenny's rose quartz stone around in his hand. Now a whispery voice rises from the silence. A woman.
...I need you... Giles looks up - startled. He contemplates the empty room.
(hopeful) Jenny? He stands and starts toward the doors of the library. INT. SCHOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - NIGHT Giles moves tentatively into hallway - now hears a muffled argument. Through the windows in the doors at the end of the hallway, he can see the JANITOR yelling at MISS FRANK outside on the balcony. EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) The janitor still has the gun, which shakes wildly in his hand as he rages.
(carefully) Let's both... just calm down. Give me the gun.
Don't! Don't do that, damn it! CLOSE ON MISS FRANK reacting to his venom as he continues.
Don't talk to me like I'm some dumb- BOOM! The gun discharges. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - NIGHT Giles, on his way to the balcony to stop the fight, FLINCHES at the sound of the gun. EXT. BALCONY - NIGHT Miss Frank looks down at the gunshot wound in her chest - disbelieving - then FALLS back over the balcony and lands in a CRUMPLED HEAP ON THE STAIRS. ON THE JANITOR Panicked - he turns and RUNS back into the school INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - NIGHT The JANITOR races down the hallway. Giles surges forward and TAKLES the JANITOR. They struggle. As before, the gun is knocked out of the janitor's hands. CLOSE ON GUN As it come to rest and MAGICALLY DISAPPEARS. ON GILES AND JANITOR Who are too involved in battle to notice this. Giles finally subdues the janitor with a HARD RIGHT HOOK. A stunned beat as the janitor quiets. Then -
What - what's going on?
(aghast) What's going on? You just shot a woman... OFF the janitor's confused, desperate face. EXT. GARDEN AREA OF THE NEW VAMPIRE LAIR - NIGHT Angel leads Drusilla out of an impressive art deco style house into a WALLED COURTYARD which is home to a LUSH, OVERGROWN GARDEN. A set of stairs in one corner leads to a street ext.
...and this - is the garden. Drusilla takes in the beautiful surroundings - thrilled. Moves to a WALL COVERED IN JASMINE.
Look. Jasmine. Angel goes to her - wraps his arms around her.
Night blooming.
Like us. (gleeful) Oooooh Angel, it's fairy-land! Now SPIKE wheels out of the house and into the yard. A beat as he takes in Dru and Angel's over-friendly position.
It's paradise! Big windows and lovely gardens. They'll be perfect when we want the sunlight to kill us.
You don't like it, Spike? Hit the stairs and go. Take a stand, man. Spike takes the dig - fuming.
Our old place was just fine. Until you went and had us burned out.
Things change, Spiky. You've got to roll with the punches... Well, actually, you've pretty much got that part down - haven't you? Once more, Spike takes it on the chin.
Very funny, mate.
What can I say? Angel grabs Drusilla again. Nuzzles her neck and leers at Spike - relishing his torment.
I just love to see you smile, buddy. ON SPIKE Whose eyes BURN with rage. But he holds it together.
Yeah. You're a giver. INT. LIBRARY - DAY Buffy, Willow and Xander hang with Giles.
It was just like with this couple you encountered the other night, Buffy. The janitor remembered everything. He knew he's killed this poor woman - but he had no idea why. They had no intimate relationship.
And the gun? Did you ever find it?
No. The police, everybody... We looked all over. (then) I think it's very clear. What's happening.
Fill me in, then. 'Cause I've read the book, seen the movie and I'm still fuzzy about what's going on.
It's Jenny.
What?
You think she's the poltergeist?
Don't you see? She died here under tragic conditions. Now she's trapped.
But - what about the whole deal with the gun? (she glances at Buffy, lowering her voice) Angel didn't shoot Ms. Calendar. Buffy still registers the comment, looks down.
The gun is insignificant. It's the violence of the thing that matters.
I don't know. It seems like the fights these couples keep having is sort of... specific. You know?
She's right, Giles. The gun, the place... It's like a pattern that doesn't fit with the way Ms. Calendar died.
Yes. Well. I appreciate your thoughts on the matter. In fact, I encourage you to always challenge me when you feel it's appropriate. You must never be cowed by authority. (quickly) Except, of course, in this instance when I am clearly right and you are clearly wrong. A beat. Then-
Great. Glad to know we have this open line of communication. INT. COMPUTER CLASSROOM - DAY Not surprisingly - Buffy, Xander and Willow are now hanging without Giles.
This is freaky. I don't think I've ever seen Giles be so pig-headed.
I know. He's usually "Investigate Things From Every Boring Angle" guy. Now he's "I cling To My One Lame Idea" guy. What gives?
He misses her. He can't think. Just a little more fallout from my love life. Willow moves to her computer. Starts with the clickity clack.
Okay, but this ghost stuff is something else. Let me do a cross check, look for other shootings at the school.
Yeah, we need some alternate ghost theories. What do we know?
Dog spit is cleaner than human's.
Besides that. Willow taps some keys. A moment as some information comes up on the screen. Then her expression registers shock.
Oh boy. We know plenty... It says here that a student murdered a teacher on the night of the Sadie Hawkins dance. The rumor was that they were having an affair and she tried to break it off. After he killed her, he went into the music room and shot himself. As she relates the tale we see FLASHBACKS of the salient events. Finally:
Ladies and gentlemen - we have a poltergeist. It has to be one of those two, right?
It all fits. The gun. The Sadie Hawkins dance...
Which is tonight. She stops, thinking.
How come we never heard about this murder/suicide thing before? When did it happen?
Well, it says -
(cutting her off) 1955.
How did you know? INT. COMPUTER CLASSROOM - A LITTLE WHILE LATER (DAY) CLOSE ON A 1955 YEARBOOK HITS the desk. Willow opens it to an "In Memoriam" page for GRACE NEWMAN. ON WILLOW, XANDER AND BUFFY
Okay. Fresh new strangeness? I dreamt about this woman the other day. Her and this young guy. Willow turns some pages. Finds a photo of JAMES STANLEY.
James Stanley? (off Buffy's nod) He's the one. He did it.
Your dreams are getting wicked accurate, Buffy. You wouldn't happen to see me coming into big cash or, possibly, knowing the love of a woman? In a full-body sense?
(ignoring/still looking at photo) He couldn't make her love him, so he killed her. What a sicko.
He looks so normal in his picture. He was smart, too. He made the honor role.
Smart?
He killed a person and he killed himself. Those are pretty much the two dumbest things you can do.
I know, but... don't you feel kind of bad for them?
I feel lousy. For her. He's a murderer. He should pay for it.
With his life?
No, he should be in prison for sixty years breaking rocks and making 'special friends' with Roscoe the weight lifter. Willow and Xander exchange a look. Buffy's vitriol is just a bit too intense.
Yikes. The quality of mercy is not Buffy.
Whose ghost do you think we're dealing with? His or hers?
Considering how violent it is, I'd say it's his.
That tracks.
I've been browsing in some of Ms. Calendar's pagan sites. Maybe I can find a way to communicate with him. Find out what he wants.
Who cares what he wants? We gotta shut him down before some other innocent guy shoots some nice girl and blows his brains all over the music room wall. Beat.
Okay, who's hungry? INT. CAFETARIA - DAY The place is crowded with students as Xander sits with Willow and Buffy at a table. None of them are really enthused about their food. Now CORDELIA comes over and sits next to Xander with a plate of spaghetti. She addresses them all, indignant.
I hope you guys weren't planning on going to this Sadie Hawkins dance tonight - because I'm totally organizing a boycott. Do you realize that the girls are suppose to ask the guys - and pay and everything? I mean, who's genius idea was that?
Obviously some hairy-legged feminist.
Really. We have to nip this in the bud or things could get way scary- Speaking of - she's interrupted by a HORRIBLE YELL. CLOSE ON guy at the table across from them. The sandwich he just bit into has turned into WRITHING BLACK SNAKES. ON XANDER Who looks down at his NACHO STICKS in terror. SNAKES. THE WHOLE CAFETERIA Erupts into total CHAOS. Everybody's food has transformed into WRIGGLING SERPENTS. BUFFY Does what she can. She YANKS a snake off a girl nearly FROZEN WITH FEAR. ON THE DOORWAY TO THE CAFETERIA Where SNYDER takes in MAYHEM. He is concerned but calm. ON CORDELIA Who SCREAMS at her SNAKE FILLED PLATE. She tries to toss it away from her, but one of the snakes COILS AND STRIKES - biting her on the FACE. EXT. SCHOOL - DAY The school is being evacuated. Exterminators move in as freaked students file out. CLOSE ON CORDY Who is having her face bandaged by a PARAMEDIC while XANDER holds her hand.
Perfect. I'm going to be swollen and scarred. Why didn't it just kill me? ON SNYDER AND THE POLICE CHIEF Who speak cryptically
School boy prank?
(shakes his head) Never sell.
Backed up sewer lines?
Better... I can probably make that one fly. But this is getting out of hand. People will talk.
You'll take care of it.
I'm doing everything I can. But you people have to realize that - (as people pass) -- backed up sewer line, this happened in San Diego just last week - (they're gone) -- that we are on a Hell mouth. Sooner or later, people are going to figure that out.
The city council was told you could handle this job. If you feel you can't... perhaps you'd like to take that up... with the Mayor. Dread flushes Snyder's face.
I'll handle it. I will. INT. BUFFY'S ROOM - NIGHT Xander, Willow, Cordelia (still bandaged from the snake trauma) and Buffy are gathered.
Remember the plan to contact the spirit and talk to it? Scrap that plan. Willow lays out a MAP OF THE SCHOOL that she's drawn.
Buffy, you're right. The time for touchy-feely communication has passed. I've done some homework and learned that the only solution - is the final solution.
Nuke the school? I like it!
Not quite. Exorcism.
Are you crazy? I saw that movie. Even the priests died!
What's the deal, Will? Willow explains - using the map to make her point.
Okay. See here? The balcony? That's where the original teacher was shot back in 1955 and where Miss Frank died. It's the hot spot where all the bad mojo is coming from. We need to create a Mangus Tripod- (draws on map) One person chants here, in the hot spot, and the other three people chant in other areas of the school - making a triangle. It's supposed to bind the bad spirit. Stop it from doing more harm.
I'll take the hot spot. If there's real trouble, it'll probably be there.
I'm kinda feeling like this ghost is fixating on you, Buffy. The yearbook, the dreams - you sure you can handle it?
Oh, I'm hoping he'll show. I truly am. INT. SCHOOL - NIGHT Xander, Cordelia, Willow and Buffy enter the school, each holding a black candle and a flashlight.
Okay, we all have our places. We light the candle and do the chant at midnight exactly. Any questions?
Yeah. What if this mangled triangle thingy doesn't work?
Oh! I almost forgot. I made us all protective scapulas.
Okay... So we can flip the poltergeist over when it turns a nice golden brown?
Scapula. You wear it around your neck for protection. Willow digs into her pockets - pulls out four little bags on cords and hands them out. Everybody reacts. They smell.
You expect me to wear that? It smells like grandpa breath!
Sorry. I didn't have much time so I had to use sulphur. Stinky - but effective. Everybody reluctantly puts them on. Buffy turns to them - firm.
Okay. Let's do it. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - NIGHT Buffy, Xander, Cordelia and Willow enter the dark hallway. Look around the quiet school.
(scared) No problem. This'll be a piece of cake. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The hallway ECHOES with the sound of DOORS SLAMMING AND LOCKING. INT. SCHOOL - CONT. (NIGHT) The front doors SLAM SHUT. Every possible EXIT IS SEALED. BLACK OUT.
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EXT. GARDEN AREA OF THE NEW VAPIRE LAIR - NIGHT Drusilla is down on her hands and knees in front of a flower bed. She's digging in the dirt with her hands.
Maybe I'll sleep under ground... Dig myself a little burrow. ON SPIKE Who watches her.
What about your pretty nightclothes, sweet? They'll get all dirty.
Then I'll sleep naked. Like the animals do. NOW ANGEL moves to DRU, grinning.
You know? I'm suddenly liking this plan.
Fortunately, nobody cares what you like. Mate.
Oh no? Let's ask Dru- ON DRUSILLA Who bursts out LAUGHING. Looks up to the sky.
Oooooh! There's a gate... It's opening... ON ANGEL AND SPIKE
(to Spike) Incoming. I love when she does this.
(ignoring/to Dru) What gate, pet? What do you see? Drusilla stands, her hands covered in dirt.
Ummmmm. It's black. It wants her.
Wants who?
The slayer. It's time, Angel. She's ready for you now. She's dancing with death.
Big deal. He won't do anything. Our man Angel likes to talk, but he's not much with the action. All hat - no cattle. Angel grabs Drusilla - gives her a leering squeeze.
I don't know about that.
Oh, Angel's got cattle all right. Mooooooo. She laughs. They've got some serious kundalini flying.
Yeah. I think this whole Buffy thing has run it's course. I'm ready to focus my energy elsewhere.
Really?
Oh yeah. What with you being special needs boy, I figure I should stick close to home. You and Dru can always use another pair of hands... Spike glares. OMITTED INT. HALL NEAR LIBRARY - NIGHT Willow moves down the hall toward the lounge, clutching her scapula. The place is silent and creepy, and her fear grows with every step... BOOM! She's passing the LIBRARY door when it BANGS open-
Arghhhhh! It's GILES - who is also startled.
Good lord, Willow! What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be inside. Willow HIDES her candle behind her back.
Me? What about you?
Yes, well. I'm trying to -- I think I'm close to contacting Jenny. (re: her scapula) What's that smell?
It's a scapula,
Ahh. Did you use sulphur?
Yeah.
Clever. Well, hurry along. There may be some paranormal phenomena if I make contact -- you don't want to get in the line of fire.
Okay. Night. He moves back into the library. Through the window - Willow sees him return to his OFFICE where a SINGLE LIGHT BURNS. OFF WILLOW Watching him, troubled. INT. GIRLS' BATHROOM - NIGHT Cordelia enters. A beat as she takes in the dark, cold room. She sets her flashlight near the mirror. Catches sight of herself in it. She can't help but pick at the bandages on her face, finally taking it off. She contemplates her small wound, then she pulls some make-up from her purse and begins to try to cover it. INT. HALL NEAR MUSIC ROOM - NIGHT Buffy is moving down the hall when she HEARS MUSIC coming from one of the classrooms. The Flamingos version of "I Only Have Eyes for You," Now she sees LIGHT coming from the same room. Moves toward it. On the wall, A FLYER invites one and all to the SADIE HAWKINS dance - but the flyer is clearly from another time. THE 50'S. Buffy fingers it. Then looks through the window in the classroom door- INT. MUSIC ROOM - BUFFY'S POV - CIRCA 1955 - NIGHT The room is transformed - locked in another time - 1955. The RECORD PLAYS on a turntable and JAMES and MISS NEWMAN dance, holding on tight. Lost in each other. INT. HALL NEAR MUSIC ROOM - NIGHT Off Buffy, compelled. She can't look away. INT. CAFETERIA - NIGHT Xander - not a happy boy - enters the cafeteria. There are still A FEW SNAKES on the floor.
Oh, yeah baby. It's snakalicious in here. He takes a baby step into the room. Groans. INT. STAIR LANDING - LOUNGE - NIGHT Willow sets up her candle. Looks at her watch. Now the same DECAYING BLUE CORPSE HAND that reached out of Xander's locker EMERGES FROM THE FLOOR and GRABS WILLOW. Starts to YANK HER INTO the floor as if it were quicksand. She CRIES OUT. INT. HALL NEAR MUSIC ROOM - NIGHT Unaware of Willow's plight, Buffy continues to watch the loving couple dance. They spin, turn toward her. Now JAMES looks up at her - and she sees that his FACE is now that of a HORRIBLE DESICCATED CORPSE. CLOSE ON BUFFY Horrified. INT. GIRLS' BATHROOM - NIGHT Cordelia is till at the mirror, trying to cosmetically conceal her wound. Suddenly, the WOUND BEGINS TO GROW AND SPREAD ALL OVER HER FACE. Her normally beautiful visage turns into an open, festering sore. SHE SCREAMS and flails. INT. CAFETERIA - CONT. (NIGHT) Increasingly freaked, Xander moves slowly behind the hot table - right into A DEAD EXTERMINATOR, propped up against the wall. The exterminator's mouth and hair are TEAMING WITH SERPENTS. INT. STAIR LANDING - LOUNGE - CONT. (NIGHT) Drawn by Willow's cries - Giles emerges from the library and rushes to her. Finds Willow entirely SUCKED UP by the FLOOR.
Giles! Giles grabs her by the arm, pulls with all his might.
Hold on! After a struggle - he manages to extract her. They both TUMBLE BACK and hit the ground hard. Willow is shaking, terrified. Giles puts an arm around her, tries to comfort.
(breathless) Giles..?
What?
Jenny could never be this mean.
I know. I- (then) It's not her, is it? Willow shakes her head "no."
I'm sorry. Giles takes it in - knows it's true. EXT. BALCONY - NIGHT Buffy, freaked, arrives in her spot where the teachers died. She sets the candle on the ledge of the balcony - but as soon as she touches it - she is OVERWHELMED BY VISIONS which hit her in rapid succession: A FLASH OF JAMES AND MISS NEWMAN FIGHTING in the hall way. THE GUN GOING OFF Miss Newman FALLING OFF THE BALCONY James walking into the music room and putting "I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU" on a turntable. James LIFTING THE GUN TO HIS HEAD EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Buffy is so startled and blinded by the visions that she drops to the ground. CLOSE ON BUFFY As TWO WRETCHED HANDS GRAB HER BY THE LAPELS and YANK her into a sitting position, revealing the terrible DEAD FACE OF JAMES, who is leaning into her, furious. Through his blue, cracked lips he hisses -
Get out!! And as quickly as he appeared he is GONE. Buffy is full-on terror struck. INT. STAIR LANDING - LOUNGE - NIGHT As the school CLOCK starts to strike midnight. Willow, taken by surprise, scrambles to light her candle.
Oh, God... Her hands are trembling so much she can't do it. Giles takes the lighter - does it for her. Willow, shaky voiced, starts to incant -
"I shall confront and expel all evil" INT. GIRLS' BATHROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) Cordy still flails - but suddenly sees in the mirror that her FACE IS BACK TO NORMAL. A beat as she hears the CLOCK CHIME. She grabs her candle - manages to light it.
"I shall totally confront and expel all evil" INT. CAFETERIA - CONT. (NIGHT) Xander is now perched on a table - well above snake level - his candle already lit.
"out of marrow and bone" EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Buffy has also lit her candle. Despite her terror, she forces the words-
"out of house and home - never to come here again." The clock stops chiming. A long, quiet beat. INT. STAIR LANDING - LOUNGE - CONT. (NIGHT) Willow and Giles look around, hoping that it worked. EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Buffy reacts as a sudden, GALE WIND kicks up. Blows out her candle. An eerie BUZZING sound RISES. INT. CAFETERIA - CONT. (NIGHT) The SAME WIND blows out Xander's candle. INT. GIRLS' BATHROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) ...and Cordelia's. INT. STAIR LANDING - LOUNGE - CONT. (NIGHT) ...and Willow's. Then Giles and Willow turn to see the source of the ominous BUZZING sound- CLOSE ON A SWARM of BLACK WASPS which moves toward them down the hall. ON GILES AND WILLOW
Run! They take off FOR THE DOOR. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - CONT. (NIGHT) Giles and Willow round a corner - are joined by XANDER, CORDY AND BUFFY. BUFFY BREAKS the LOCK on the door and they all ESCAPE seconds before the SWARM pours out. EXT. SCHOOL - NIGHT As the gang hightails it from the campus. Xander looks back over his shoulder - slows.
Check it. I'd say school's out for good. Now they all look and see- CLOSE ON SCHOOL The entire CAMPUS IS BEING ENVELOPED by a CLOUD OF BLACK WASPS. The place has become wretched, possessed ground. INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Giles, Willow, Xander, Cordelia are all gathered in the living room.
Right then... We've definitely established, based on all the parallels and Buffy's visions, that it's James' spirit- Now Buffy enters from the kitchen with a few sodas.
So what do we do, Giles? About James?
Well - he's obviously reliving the night of the Sadie Hawkins dance, when he killed Miss Newman. It's common for a spirit to do this - to keep recreating a tragedy.
Hey. If Sunnydale High is shut down forever, do we, like, automatically graduate?
(ignoring her) But why? What does he want? (turning to Cordy) Actually, that's an interesting point...
(ignoring him) He's trying to resolve the issues that keep him in limbo. What those are, I'm not entirely- Buffy interrupts
He wants forgiveness.
Yes. I imagine he does. But when James possesses people they act out exactly what happened that night, so instead he's experiencing a form of purgatory. He's doomed to kill his Miss Newman over and over again - and forgiveness is impossible.
Good. He doesn't deserve it.
To forgive is an act of compassion, Buffy. It's not done because people deserve it. It's done because they need it. Now Buffy goes off - her spite palpable.
No. James destroyed the person he loved the most in a moment of blind passion. And that's not something you forgive. No matter why he did what he did. No matter if he know now that it was wrong and stupid and selfish. He's just going to have to live with it... A beat. Everybody's stunned by her outburst. Finally-
He can't live with it, Buff. He's dead. Buffy's clearly upset. At a loss. She walks back into the kitchen. Xander, Willow and Giles exchange worried glances.
Okay... over-identify much? INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Buffy paces, trying to get it together. Then she finds something in her jacket - pulls it out. It's the 50'S ERA FLYER from her vision - inviting her to the SADIE HAWKINS DANCE. Now a woman's voice whispers-
... I need you ... CLOSE ON BUFFY Moved suddenly, Her look of agitation replaced by a look of calm. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
So what next? Do we go in again?
Not now. The spirit is too angry. Too powerful... We need to figure out exactly now, and if, this thing can be defeated... FADE TO: EXT. SCHOOL - NIGHT As Buffy approaches the wasp-enclosed school. Moving steadily, unwavering - almost as if she were in some sort of trance. And now the SWARM of WASPS PARTS FOR BUFFY. She walks onto the campus, unharmed. Then the GAP in the wall of wasps CLOSES again, shutting her in and the rest of the world out. BLACK OUT.
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INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Willow enters - looking for Buffy.
Buffy are you- She stops when she sees that Buffy is gone. Only the FLYER remains behind. Willow picks it up as Giles enters.
Oh, God. Giles. She went back. EXT. SCHOOL - NIGHT Now Giles, Willow, Xander and Cordelia arrive at the school. The place, as before, is entirely SURROUNDED BY WASPS.
So - now what? Not even a mega vat of Raid is gonna do the trick here.
I don't get it. Is she trying to be like a big loner hero or something?
No. I believe she's under the spirit's thrall. He's calling her-
But why?
James needs her to reenact everything that happened the night he killed Miss Newman. He wants to change things. Make a happy ending.
(urgent/to Giles) But it can't ever happen. It always ends the same. Which means Buffy's going in there to get shot, Giles.
Yes. But remember - the school is deserted. There's no male inside for James to possess. No way for him to play his part.
So Buffy should be safe until we can find a way to get her out.
In theory. Yeah... They all loot to the school - worried. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - NIGHT Now Buffy walks into the hall and stops where the fight always begins. She's slumped, defeated. It's almost as if she's waiting for this thing to over take her. Behind her, A DARK FIGURE APPEARS. A voice speaks from the shadows.
Fun fact about wasps? They have no taste for the un-dead. He steps forward. But Buffy doesn't even turn around.
Not that a sting would do me lasting damage. It's just - tonight's special. I wanted to look my best for you. Finally - still turned away from him - Buffy speaks. But her voice is strange - darker.
You're the only one. The only person I can talk to.
Gosh, Buff. That's... really pathetic.
You can't make me disappear just because you say it's over. Now she faces him. Her features are contorted with desperation and rage.
Actually... He moves in, menacing.
I can. In fact- He stops. And now the SHIFT happens. His face transforms as he is filled with fear, love and sadness.
I just want you to be able to have some kind of normal life. We can never have that - don't you see?
I don't give a damn about a normal life. (then) I'm going crazy not seeing you. I think about you every minute. He obviously feels the same way. Pushes it down.
I know. But... (then) It's over. It has to be. Angel turns from her - starts to walk toward the door. This inflames Buffy's ire further.
Come back here. We're not finished! INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY (FLASHBACK - 50'S ERA) - NIGHT Now we see JAMES and MISS NEWMAN as they have the SAME ARGUMENT. James GRABS her arm. Stops her.
You don't care anymore? Is that it?
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what I feel- INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Buffy burns. Shakes Angel's arm. Hard.
Then tell me you don't love me. Say it! Angel starts to cry.
Will that help? Is that what you have to hear? (lying) I don't. I don't. Now let me go! INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY (FLASHBACK - 50'S ERA) - CONT. (NIGHT) James is devastated - disbelieving.
No... A person doesn't just wake up one day and stop loving somebody. Now he raises his GUN. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Now BUFFY raises her hand and the GUN is in it. Angel's eyes widen with terror.
Love is forever. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY (FLASHBACCK - 50'S ERA) - CONT. (NIGHT) As JAMES' GRIP on MISS NEWMAN tightens.
I'm not afraid to use it. I swear. If I can't be with you-
Oh my God- SHE manages to SHOVE him back. BOLTS for the doors that lead to the balcony. INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY NEAR BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Buffy takes off after Angel - who is almost out the door.
Don't walk away from me, bitch! EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) ANGEL bursts out of the hall and onto the balcony, with BUFFY ON HIS HEELS. She points the GUN at him with SHAKING HANDS.
Stop! I mean it. Don't make me. Angel TURNS CAREFULLY - terrified.
All right. Just... You know you don't want to do this. Let's both- EXT. BALCONY (50'S ERA FLASHBACK) - CONT. JAMES reacts with RAGE as Miss Newman continues to plead with him.
(carefully) -just calm down. Give me the gun.
Don't! Don't do that, damn it! EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) As Buffy does the same. SWINGING THE GUN WILDLY-
Don't talk to me like I'm some dumb- An involuntary twitch of the finger and - BOOM! - THE GUN GOES OFF IN HER HAND. IT'S CLEARLY AN ACCIDENT. She JUMPS with surprise at the blast. EXT. BALCONY (50'S ERA FLASHBACK) - CONT. BOOM. The same moment with JAMES as the gun goes off. He looks at the gun in his hand with HORROR. EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS - NIGHT Giles, Xander, Willow and Cordelia HEAR THE GUNSHOT. React. EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) Angel has a gunshot wound RIGHT THROUGH THE HEART. He looks at Buffy - disbelieving. A beat - and he TOPPLES over the balcony, lands in the EXACT SAME POSITION as the teacher before him. EXT. BALCONY (50'S ERA FLASHBACK) - CONT. And MISS NEWMAN topples over the balcony. Lands in SAME POSITION. EXT. BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) ON BUFFY And silence - except for her terrified, raspy breathing. Then she turns and reenters the school. INT. HALL NEAR MUSIC ROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) As Buffy walks down it, barely containing her grief. INT. MUSIC ROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) HORRIFIED AND DISTRAUGHT over what she's done - Buffy moves to a STACK OF RECORDS FROM THE 50'S. She takes a record - "I Only Have Eyes For You" - from the stack. EXT. BOTTOM OF STAIRS NEAR BALCONY - CONT. (NIGHT) ANGEL is still lying in a twisted heap at the bottom of the stairs. Then, suddenly, he stirs. Starts to get up. INT. MUSIC ROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) With the record in had, Buffy walks to a 50'S ERA RECORD PLAYER. She places the record on the turntable. Drops the needle on. Buffy turns - sees her reflection in a GLASSED CABINET. It's JAMES looking back at her. A beat. She listens to the music - haunted. Then she starts to LIFT THE GUN TO HER HEAD. CLOSE ON BUFFY. SHAKING. The gun close to her head. Her finger on the trigger... Then ANGEL'S HAND COVERS HERS. ON ANGEL AND BUFFY Angel, filled with compassion, gently takes the gun away from her.
Don't do this.
Grace? But I - I killed you.
It's not your fault. It was an accident. Buffy can't hear it - protests.
It is my fault! How could I let this --
I'm the one who should be sorry, James. You thought I stopped loving you. But I never did. I loved you with my last breath. Buffy takes this in. Starts to cry. Angel tries to comfort her.
Shhh. (then) No more tears. And he kisses her. It's both a final chance for lovers to touch - and a moment of redemption. INT. MUSIC ROOM (50'S ERA FLASHBACK) - CONT. (NIGHT) As Miss Newman kisses James. INT. MUSIC ROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) Back on Buffy and Angel - and the kiss. Suddenly LIGHT moves from deep within them. Sprits RISE and vanish. EXT. SCHOOL - CONT. (NIGHT) Giles, Xander, Willow and Cordy watch with amazement as the SWARM suddenly DISAPPEARS.
Look... They're leaving. INT. MUSIC ROOM - CONT. (NIGHT) A beat. Buffy blinks, returning to herself. She's still in Angel's arms. The look of tenderness lingers on his face.
(almost a whisper) Angel... ? And his eyes go cold. He can't believe what just happened. He THROWS her from his embrace, disgusted. And HE BOLTS, leaving Buffy totally spun. FADE TO: INT. SCHOOL LIBRARY - NIGHT Giles is behind the counter as Willow, Xander and Cordy enter.
Everything seems normal. Not a snake, not a wasp.
Yep. School can open again tomorrow.
Explain to me again how that's a good thing?
I'm drawing a blank... Giles crosses back into the office. INT. GILES' OFFICE - CONT. (NIGHT) Giles enters. Moves to Buffy.
Are you feeling better? A moment...
He picked me. I guess I was the one he... could relate to. He was so sad...
Well, now they can both rest.
I still... part of me still doesn't understand why she would forgive him.
Does it matter?
(thinks) No... I guess not. EXT. GARDEN AREA OF THE NEW VAMPIRE LAIR - NIGHT CLOSE ON ANGEL Who is WASHING IN THE COURTYARD FOUNTAIN. SCRUBBING his face and body RAW. Spike rolls over - fascinated.
You might want to let up. They way when you've drawn blood - you're exfoliated.
(sharply) What do you know about it? I'm the one who was friggin' violated. You didn't have this thing in you. Now Dru drifts over.
What was it, a demon? Angel towels off. Throws his shirt on.
Love.
Poor Angel... Now Angel grabs Dru.
Let's get out of here. I need a really vile kill before sun-up to wipe this crap out of my system.
Of course. We'll find you a nice toddler. They start to leave but Dru stops - turns to Spike.
Want to come, pet? But Angel steers her away.
No can do, Dru. I'm sure he'd be hell on wheels - but we don't have much time. Gotta travel light. Now Angel grabs Spike's chair - gets in his face.
Sorry. Try to have fun without me. And they take off. ON SPIKE We MOVE IN as he, incongruously, SMILES.
Oh, I will... Then he STANDS, KICKS THE WHEELCHAIR AWAY.
Sooner than you think. And his eyes flare with INSANE FURY. BLACK OUT.
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