February 5, 1999 (Green)
Written by: Douglas Petrie
EXT. SUN CINEMA - NIGHT
The doors to the Sunnydale Cinema open up and out pours the twenty-something crowd who've just seen a movie. One couple's kissing. The next couple's kissing and groping - clearly this was a steamy pic. The third couple of BUFFY and ANGEL. Both shell-shocked. Standing a full foot apart, arms folded tightly, two walking stiffs.
That was... well it was very artistic.
Not quite what I'd expected... I'd never
actually seen - well from the title I
thought it was about food.
There was food...
Right. The scene with the... food. Do
you feel like getting some hot
chocolate? Or some cold shower?
I'm sorry. I wanted to take you out
somewhere fun. It's been awhile
since I've been to the movies.
And a little not, which is also scary.
She has stopped, turned to him.
I'm just sorry to get you worked up
like that. We can't do any of that stuff;
you'd lose your soul, and besides I
don't even OWN a kimono.
Buffy, you don't have to worry about me.
I just don't like to rub your nose in it.
Suddenly wondering where that phrase
I don't need to see movies to get
worked up. Just being around you does
that just fine. It doesn't mean I'm
gonna lose control. Or that I'm only
frustrated around you. It feels nice just
It doesn't drive you crazy? Even when
He kisses her.
See? Safe as houses.
She kisses him back. It lasts awhile, until we hear:
Check out the lust-bunnies.
Buffy and Angel part, embarrassed, and turn to face FAITH, standing between them.
The council has you back on
They want us down by Mercer.
I'll see you soon.
Sadly, Buffy leaves Angel, starts off with Faith - but lingering, not letting go of Angel's hand.
Don't worry, big guy. Just keeping her
warm for you.
She gives Angel a big juicy wink and we CUT TO:
EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT
Buffy and Faith patrol, unaware that they're being followed (We track them through a roving P.O.V. shot, then cut back to regular perspective).
Gotta tell you, B., with the willpower
thing - nice job.
Thanks, and... huh?
The close but no cigar deal with Angel.
I don't know if I could handle, you
know, the way you're... not
Faith, when it comes to Angel, do me
Unseen, an ominous shadowed FIGURE rises up behind them...
Faith DUCKS as Buffy PUNCHES the shadow figure full in the face. It crashes into a tomb wall and the two Slayers, stakes out, pin it to the wall. This is SKYLER, a Demon in a coat and hat.
Ow! What are you, nuts? Going around
So, what, I'm a demon that makes it
Buffy and Faith pull stakes back to STRIKE…
Hold it! Whoa! Stake me now, you
never find out what I got for you. Think
about it, demon seeks Slayers, highly
They lower the stakes, listening for now...
Plus you ruin a perfectly good suit.
Talk fast. My partner's crazy. Don't
know how long I can hold her back.
Buffy gives Faith a look, then plays along.
How'd you like to get your hands on
the Books of Ascension?
Never heard of 'em.
Books of Ascension. Very powerful
works, and I am not talking about
They deal with some dark stuff, and the
Mayor would hate it if someone got
ahold of them before he... you know.
On hearing "Mayor," Buffy's interested. Faith's edgy.
No, I don't know. Before the Mayor what?
Hey, read 'em and weep. That's all I
got to say. Tomorrow I get the books.
Meet me here. If the price is right, I
give the Books to you.
I'm not looking to trade with a demon.
And if this were still a barter economy,
that would be a problem. I want cash,
princess. Five large, for the whole set.
So you can buy... and I'm guessing
here, skin care products?
Plane ticket out of the Hellmouth before
it's adios, Slayer Loco. So. Five Gs.
What do you say?
I think "Die, fiend" kind of sums it up.
Wouldn't you say?
Skyler bolts. Faith is ready to give chase, but Buffy stops her.
Let him walk. I don't think he falls in
the 'deadly threat to humanity'
Demon's a demon.
I wouldn't mind knowing about this
Ascension thing. Anything that can pin
the Mayor down would be cool.
Yeah. It'd be cool.
Buffy is looking where Skyler went. So she doesn't see the dead expression in Faith's eyes.
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT
We see a close-up of Faith's face. She doesn't look happy. The Mayor paces back and forth before her.
And what exactly did this demon look like?
And you say he has the Books of
Ascension, or will soon, and he was
willing to... sell them?
That's what I said.
Hmm. You know what I wish? I wish
that you would pull your hair back.
Not what Faith was expecting.
I know, fashion isn't exactly my
"thing," but gosh darn it, you've got
such a nice face. Can't understand why
you hide it.
Yeah, sure, whatever. It's just a matter
of time before this demon guy spills.
Then Buffy and the Super Friends are
You worry too much for a girl your age.
That's unnecessary stress. Luckily, I
have just the thing.
He goes to his cabinet, selects something we cannot see. Pours it into a glass. Presents the glass to Faith. A tall glass of MILK. Faith just looks at the milk like it's radioactive.
First, load up on calcium. Then, find
this demon. Kill the heck out of him,
and bring the books to me.
And if Buffy gets to him first?
Oh. Well, frankly, I don't like to think
about that. I like good, positive, "up"
thoughts. If you failed me in that way...
He searches for the words.
Well, replacing Mr. Trick was chore enough.
(off Faith's look)
Oh, don't worry. And drink up.
There's nothing "uncool" about healthy
teeth and bones.
I don't do milk.
No? Oh. I know what you want.
He produces a box of powdered chocolate. And a spoon. Spoons a big healthy spoonful of chocolate into the milk, stirs. Stands back, arms folded.
Faith, looking uncomfortable, drinks the chocolate milk.
There's my girl.
INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Wesley, looking more than a little puzzled, paces before Buffy. She sits with Willow and Xander. Giles stands by his office door, leafing through a thick old book.
And you say this demon wanted cash?
That's very unusual.
Demons after money. Whatever
happened to the still-beating heart
of a virgin? No one has
He said the books were worth
So what's this Ascension mean?
I'm not sure...
Not really a common term in
Ooh! Ooh! The Merenshtadt Text! I
think the section on genocide has
something about ascension.
Wow. We have a winner.
And more importantly, two losers.
Where did you find that volume?
In the top of your book cabinet, with
the stuff you try to keep hidden.
Giles scowls, but goes to retrieve the book.
Hidden? Any engravings I should know
about? Frolicking nymphs of some
No, just magic secrets Giles doesn't
think I'm ready for.
Giles returns with the book.
Yes, quite. There's reference here to the
journal of Desmond Kane, pastor of a
town called Sharpsville. "May 26th,
1723. Tomorrow is the ascension. God
help us all." That was last anyone
Of Sharpsville. The town more or less
disappeared, it seems.
So, ascension possibly not a love-in.
I think you'll want to meet with this
Yeah. Anybody got five thousand
Can I ask something important?
Cordelia? Important? Let's starts
calculating those odds, people.
What are you doing Friday night?
That stops the room. Cordelia plows on.
As always, my sacred duty as Watcher
prevents me from... why?
I have to write a paper. For English.
And you're English, so I thought...
The group just watches, slack-jawed.
What? Is it so wrong to be getting an
I study best in a good restaurant.
Around eight-ish. Think it over.
She leaves. Wesley tries hiding his joy from the group's collective stare.
And on the day the words "flimsy
excuse," were redefined, we stood in
awe, and watched.
Wesley snaps out of it.
Right. Books of Ascension. Mayor.
Slaughter. Bad. Tell you what: Why
don't we try to find this demon sooner
rather than later. Perhaps persuade him
to lend us his books free of charge.
I think Faith might be useful in the
I imagine so. Where is Faith, anyway?
INT. APARTMENT - DAY
Skyler is packing up a suitcase - sloppy and fast. We see a toothbrush, some hangers, and a talisman thrown into a bag.
Skyler is packing up and leaving his ratty apartment. Seen in the background, on a crappy little table, next to a box of cereal, are the BOOKS OF ASCENSION. Five heavy volumes of cracked, leather-bound, ancient tomes.
Everything's packed except the books, and a goldfish bowl with a single goldfish swimming inside. Skyler picks up the bowl, takes it to the suitcase...
CRACK! Suddenly, the door is kicked in, cracking the hinges. Standing there in the hallway is Faith.
Hey! Slayer! I wasn't expecting
company, give me a minute and I'll
have the place tidied up for...
You got the books?
Depends. You got my money?
She hits him.
You're tough in negotiations.
I respect that.
He stands, crosses to the refrigerator. Behind it, unseen, there's a LIGHT SWITCH. Skyler flips it on. A single bare overhead lightbulb goes on, illuminating the Books.
Check 'em out. That's quality
merchandise. Worth five grand, easy.
Books of Ascension?
Original editions and everything. Great
condition: A little worn on the spine,
slight foxing, otherwise perfect.
Faith ignores him, flips through them.
Now the five grand is, you
I don't like to haggle.
She STABS him, plunging the knife into his chest, one thrust, a clean kill. Over. She stands, starts collecting the Books when...
A HAND SHOOTS OUT and grabs Faith's angle. Skyler's not dead. Faith freaks. She kicks him away, but his powerful hands claw up her body, to her throat.
Faith hacks away at Skyler, horrified. It's self-defense and butchery at the same time.
He finally dies. And she heaves his body off of her, staring in horror.
The only sound is silence, and Faith's heavy breathing.
INT. MANSION BEDROOM - NIGHT
Angel alone. Preparing for bed. He turns to see Faith standing in the doorway before him.
I got nowhere else to go.
Angel hesitates for just a second. Faith looks like she's about to lose it.
Look, I hate asking for help. But I'm
asking. 'Cause I... I'm in trouble. Like
the real kind.
Nah, it's... a couple of county lines
over from okay, believe me.
I believe you.
Angel lets her in. She sits on the bed, eyes staring forward, in her own world of fear.
Just talk. Start at the beginning.
Mind if I skip past the "Mom never
loved me" part and get right to it? I'm
I know the feeling.
That's why I came to you. I don't want
to get all twelve-steppy, but remember,
you told me that killing people'd make
me feel like some kind of God?
Angel nods. Faith shows him her hands. Blood.
Think I just came down to Earth.
Angel examines her hands, concerned.
It's not human, if that's what you're
thinking. Not that that makes me feel
any better. Or this guy any less dead.
Faith. You need help. And you can't
do it alone.
I know. For real now, I'm scared.
Scared of what I am, what I'm turning
into. Cold blooded, straight-up killer.
No. You're not like me. I didn't have
He looks in her eyes, driving the point home.
But you do. You can stop this.
Faith nods. He's getting through to her.
Hey, believe me. I don't want to end up
the way everybody said I would - dead
or alone or a loser.
You don't have to.
But, I don't know, maybe it's too
late for me.
Angel I'm so scared...
She clings to him, near tears. He puts her arms around her. Pats her, consoling.
She buries her face in his neck. He holds her. After a moment her face is against his cheek and she is gazing into his eyes. Swept up, she brings her lips to his. It takes him a tiny split-second to figure it out.
Whoa. Faith, no. I can be here
He takes her hands in his.
But not like that. I'm with Buffy.
Buffy. Yeah. I didn't mean it like that.
Maybe I did, but I wouldn't press it. I
got my flaws, I'm aware, but... that
ain't one of them.
She isn't going in for more kissing, but she isn't pulling that far away, either. And she won't break eye contact.
You love her, don't you.
I love her.
Good for you. She's my friend too, you
know. Might not have guessed it just
now, but it's true. The two of you -
you're lucky. We friends?
She gives him a hug. He returns it.
Then I'm lucky, too. I better go.
I need to cool down, spend some time
alone. Don't worry about me. You've
been a big help. Just knowing
She lingers a moment, looking at him with real affection. Then stands to go. Angel sees her out.
You know, maybe I shouldn't be
asking this, but do you think, if things
were different, that things with you and
me'd be different, too?
We'll never know.
Right. How could we?
Take care of yourself.
Lifetime of practice.
Faith gives him a kiss on the cheek.
EXT. MANSION GARDEN - NIGHT
Buffy stands outside, watching Angel and Faith talk. From where she's standing, they could be saying anything. Anything intimate.
Buffy turns and leaves, her face showing confusion and heartbreak.
It's not like I wasn't trying, okay?
INT. FAITH'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Faith sits on the bed. Looking sullen.
There's no need to convince me. I'm
sure you gave it your level best. I just
don't understand what that boy could
Try Buffy Summers. Like in the big fat
Don't be discouraged. You're a bright,
young, energetic girl with a whole life
ahead of her and I won't tolerate
brooding. So you couldn't give him
one moment of true happiness.
I was thinking more along the lines of a
long weekend, but okay.
And he spurned your advances. So be
it. There's more than one way to skin a
cat, and I happen to know that's
factually true. We want to take Angel's
He goes to the window.
If you can't do it by giving him
happiness... well by golly, we'll
just have to do it in the most
painful way imaginable.
INT. LIBRARY - DAY
Giles and Wesley are in research mode. Giles comes from his office, somewhat beleaguered.
A six course banquet of nothing. With a
scoop of sod all as a palette cleanser.
I've had no better luck. There must
be something about this Ascension
Perhaps I should contact the Council,
run a search through the main branch -
No, I don't - It should be I that... The
council isn't entirely aware that I'm
letting you work for me.
(off his look)
With me. I don't think they'd be very
happy with the idea of the two of us
I'm not about to burst into glorious
song about it myself. But why don't
you give them a call.
I think the most expedient plan -
Directing this also to Buffy as she enters -
--is to get the Books of Ascension
themselves. Buffy, you and Faith must
find that demon. And soon.
I'll go back to the scene, see if I can
Wait for Faith.
That could be hours. The girl makes
Godot look punctual. I'll just -
Buffy, this is a job that requires the
both of you. This demon could be
anywhere, and if these books are as
important as he says he has good reason
to hide. Finding him is going to be
Found your demon.
Fashion tip, Wes? The mouth looks
Xander hands Buffy a piece of paper.
Got the address. Beat it out of Willy
the Snitch personally.
You beat up Willy?
Sure. Well, actually, let's just say I
applied some pressure. Or, more
accurately, that I asked politely. And
then, okay, I bribed him.
Does the Council reimburse for
Did you get a receipt?
I know this. It's down by the bus
station. Not the nicest part of town.
Again, you see? No standards. Any self-
respecting demon should be living in a
pit of filth or a nice crypt.
Buffy rises to go.
I'll be sure to mention that.
Buffy turns to see Faith has entered, looking saucy. Faith slips her arm through Buffy's. All chummy.
Where are we going, girlfriend?
(slips her arm out)
Think I can handle this one solo.
Why should you get all the fun? Share
share, that's fair.
Right. We found our demon.
Oh. Well, let's go look him up.
Buffy walks out the library. Faith shrugs to the group, follows Buffy out.
Is it me, or did it just get really
cold in here?
INT. APARTMENT - DAY
The apartment door creaks open. Buffy and Faith enter. It's dark. Buffy's on guard, slow and cautious. Faith leads the way, not caring.
Faith catches herself, acts "careful."
Missed you last night.
Yeah, well, I was uh, patrolling. No
shortage of scum you gotta watch in
So I've heard. Hold up.
Buffy stops Faith. There, in the darkness, is a silhouette of something. Could be a body. Could be alive.
Faith, without looking, reaches behind the refrigerator and flips on the light switch. Buffy does a double-take. The switch can't be seen from their angle.
But Buffy's attention quickly turns back to what they see before them: Skyler's DEAD BODY.
Somebody got here first.
Bettin' they got the Books, too.
This wasn't just a hit. This was
someone's idea of a party.
Maybe the guy put up a fight.
We gotta get gone. Come on. Nothing
we can do here now.
Faith turns to go.
Buffy comes along. Faith closes the door behind them.
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - DAY
The Mayor sits at his desk, holding out a little candy dish filled with mints.
No answer. He puts them down.
Didn't think so. Well. Scheduling a
man of your talents is quite the chore,
I'll tell you.
Between the chanting and the sacrifice...
(stretches his back)
...my golf game is shot. But. Here
CUT TO REVEAL who the Mayor's talking to: A SHAMAN. Sitting in his office, surrounded by darkness, wearing hooded robes and covered from head to toe. All that's visible is his piercing red EYES. All else is veiled.
You know why I've summoned you?
The Shaman silently nods.
Can you do it?
Again, he nods.
Need anything from me?
The Shaman silently shakes his head.
You're not much of a people person,
You have risked great danger in calling
on me. The deadliest Magicks are
needed to rob this creature of its soul.
Big job, all right.
And so it shall be done.
That's just swell. Say, sure you
He shakes the tray of mints, "tempting" the Shaman.
INT. SCHOOL LOUNGE - DAY
Buffy sits with Willow, trying to concentrate on a book. Clearly distracted.
Are you okay?
Huh? Yeah. I can't stop thinking about
'Cause of him being chopped up into
little bits and all?
Yeah, Will, let's keeping bringing
Are you sure that's all?
It really was plenty...
Yeah, but you seem a little on edge
lately. Is anything...
Willow looks at her.
Willow looks at her.
All right, all right, stop with the third
degree! It's Faith.
What about her?
It's just... I went to Angel's last night
and Faith was there. They seemed kind
No way. I know what you're thinking
and no way.
You're right. Faith wouldn't do that.
Faith would totally do that! Faith was
built to do that! She's the do that girl!
Uh, comfort, remember to comfort...
Please! Does Angel come up to Faith's
standards for a guy? Let's see... is
Wow, she doesn't even have that
standard. But Buffy: Angel. There's no
way he'd do that. You're the only thing
in the world to him.
Sometimes I wonder... I guess he and
Faith have a lot in common. There's so
much he doesn't tell me.
Oh, but it's so clear. The way he feels...
Buffy, I too know the love of a taciturn
man. You gotta look at their actions.
Well, what did he say?
Say? You mean when I
straightforwardly asked him what was
So ya bailed?
I just couldn't deal... not right there,
Enough. Stop with the crazy, go
talk to Angel.
But I -
Go! I give you leave to go.
Buffy tries to speak. Willow, not even looking in her direction, imperiously points. Buffy stands.
She goes. Willow smiles, a tad pleased with herself.
INT. MANSION - DAY
Angel stands alone in the Mansion, tending a roaring fire. He turns to see:
Faith stands before him.
Hey. Sorry to bust in uninvited.
What do you want?
Look, I'm not so good at apologies.
Mostly 'cause I think the world's out to
screw me, so I'm generally more owed
than owing, you know?
Angel says nothing, so Faith continues.
But, I've been thinking about last
night, and I want you to know: I'm
No, it's not all right. Yeah, I was
freaked, and needed somebody, but
you're with Buffy. I should
Faith takes a step toward Angel. He takes a step back. Faith looks genuinely sad.
You don't trust me.
It's not that.
Hey, no problem. Join the club.
Faith turns, her back to Angel, quietly shuddering. Perhaps she's crying but he cannot see. He walks toward her.
Faith. I know what you're going
through. And how hard it can be. It's
important to have someone who's been
where you are, who understands what
you're going through.
Gently taking Faith by the shoulders, Angel turns her to face him.
I want to trust you.
Faith whips a vial of BLOOD on Angel. He stands there stunned for a moment. Faith backs off as, at the same time, the Shaman emerges from the shadows of the Mansion, his withered hands held high as he begins an INCANTATION.
Yaa shayTann, inna nafsak
Laa tatba'uk ba'd. Yaa
Rufukayl al-'aZim, shattit
Nafsah fii anHaa'I 'I-
Demon, your soul no longer
belongs to you, Mighty
Rofocale, scatter his soul
to the four corners of the world.
Angel tries to move but his body is FROZEN IN PLACE. A look of helpless horror overcomes him.
I wanted to do this the old-fashioned
way, but hey. Your loss. Luckily, I got
some tricks Buffy don't know yet.
You don't have to do this.
I know, but it's fun. Relax. It'll be
The Shaman's voice deepens and becomes MANY VOICES, not all of them human, all chanting at once as flashes of LIGHT begin to appear at the edges of the Mansion.
Yaa ruuh idhhabii! Yaa
Nafs idhhabii! Utrukii
Spirit, depart! Soul
depart! Leave this one and
leave him bereft and unclean!
The incantation reaches its crescendo and the flashes of light swirl, come together, and ENTER ANGEL'S BODY, violently. Angel's whole body shudders as lights EXPLODE out of his body. He falls, trembling on the floor.
Silence. The Shaman withdraws back into the shadows. Faith approaches Angel's racked, quivering form carefully.
Did it work? Is he dead? She steps closer. Then suddenly JUMPS BACK as Angel jerks his head up, baring fangs, looking right at her with dead eyes, devoid of humanity.
Angel's got his full VAMP-FACE on.
He stands, grabs Faith, pulls her close and KISSES HER, hard, full and long on the mouth. She returns his passion.
And the kiss keeps growing between them as we:
INT. MANSION - DAY
Right where we left off. Angel and Faith, making out, hot and heavy. Faith comes up for air. Angel looks deep into her eyes, holds her out at arm's length, examining her.
Thanks so much.
WHACK! He smacks her backhand across the face, hitting her so hard she's lifted off her feet and lands five feet away.
Good to have the taste of Slayer back in
my mouth. It's like cigarettes, you
know? Just when I thought I quit...
Before Faith can get to her feet, Angel brutally KICKS her in the ribs.
No, really. Don't get up.
He strolls about, arms wide, taking in the 360 degree Mansion view through new eyes.
Oh, it is good to be back in Sunnydale.
Nice climate, plenty to eat, no tortured
humanity to hold me down...
Faith sneaks up on him to attack.
But you know what bothers me? You
don't seem to be getting the big picture
here, Faith. Now, I don't know why
you turned me...
He grabs her head, jerking it back, exposing her throat.
...But let me tell you. I'm just glad you
He goes in for the big bite when Faith KNEES him in the balls. Angel lets go. Faith clocks him with a roundhouse kick, draws two stakes, and they square off.
I've got my reasons.
Let me guess. You summoned back
the true Angelus 'cause... you need a
new Boy Toy? Sorry. Doesn't work that way.
He attacks. In a lightning-fast flurry, they exchange three blows. Punch, counter-punch, and kick. They lock together. Sweating. Angel's fangs exposed, Faith's stakes out.
You want to be smart? You listen to me.
Funny thing about vampires, Faith. We
don't establish meaningful dialogues
Not how Buffy tells it.
On the word "Buffy," Angel flinches, just a bit. Faith takes full advantage. She kneecaps Angel, flips him to the ground with a crashing THUD, scrambles on top and pins him. Stakes held high. Breathing heavy.
Should have known you'd like it
You wanna listen or you wanna die?
Long as you're there, I mostly want you
to wriggle. But I'm listening.
Last time you got like this, Buffy
kicked your ass all the way back
to Hell. Want to do better this
He MORPHS back to normal.
Good boy. Now all you gotta do is
play nice, call true, and I can hook
you up with the real power in this
Then get ready to meet the new boss.
She descends on him and kisses him again, hungrily.
INT. LIRARY - LIGHT
Buffy, Giles, Wesley, Cordelia, Oz, Xander, Willow.
Our enemy has us at a disadvantage. We
seem consistently to be one step behind
him. Now he has the Books of
Ascension. We need to take definitive
You have the greatest voice. Have you
ever though about doing books on tape?
Way to focus, CC.
Yes, let's, let's stay on track. We'll
need everyone working together here.
Where is Angel?
I don't know. I went to the Mansion, he
She's missing too.
(Pointedly, to Buffy)
Which means nothing. Two
Buffy looks to Giles.
What do we do?
Buffy, I think you should try to retrieve
the Books of Ascension. Try the
Mayor's office, but be damned careful.
Don't confront the Mayor; we don't
know a thing about him.
I'll go home and stock up on weapons.
Slip into something break-and-enterish.
Excuse me, I believe Wesley is running
That's quite all right. Willow?
It's all bad news. By the time I got
through the encryptions the files were
empty. He musta seen me coming.
What about the Hall of Records? Go to
Good idea. There must be information
on the Mayor there.
Wesley, why don't you take the group
there and start looking.
I'm in Wesley's group!
There's just the one group.
Yes, and I'm in it.
The group starts to disband.
Anyone mind if I skip the trip? I'd
rather cruise town, keep my ear to the
ground. And I think five's a crowd.
It really is.
Anyone finds out anything, they check
in with me.
(proudly, to Oz)
They all liked your plan.
Wes, Cordy, Oz and Willow exit. Xander does as well, a bit behind. Buffy and Giles share a look.
SCENE 16 OMITTED
INT. MAYOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Faith stands once again in the Mayor's office, only this time she's got Angel wit her. The Mayor paces small circles around Angel, inspecting him.
So? Can I keep him?
Let's just take things step-by step for
the moment. Now then. Angelus. May I
call you "Angel?"
Actually, I was thinking more along the
lines of you calling me "Master."
You know, Angelus, "attitude" may get
you attention, but courtesy wins
respect. I am the one responsible for
your new attitude.
That's why I'm here.
Angel picks up and fingers a deadly-sharp letter opener from the Mayor's desk.
No trouble with the transition? No
Had a soul, now I'm free.
That's terrific. Poetic, too. Not that I
read much poetry. Except those little
ones in Reader's Digest. Some are
Hey I don't mean to rush things here,
but are you getting to anything like
Kids today. Rush, rush, rush. The
point, Angel, is that you're a powerful
young man. Good for Faith. And
there just may be a future for you here
I see you're admiring my letter-opener.
Actually, I was thinking of stabbing
you through the heart with it.
Angel turns to stare at the Mayor like he's crazy. The Mayor just nods and smiles re-reassuringly. Angel looks to Faith. Faith shrugs.
And faster than the eye can follow, Angel WHIPS the letter-opener across the room - deadly accuracy - it STICKS in the Mayor's hand. The Mayor's genial expression doesn't change.
He removes the letter opener, his hand heals (CGI). He wipes the letter opener off with a Wet Wipe, sets it down.
You see, I'm what you might call
"impervious." Can't be killed, or
harmed, in any way. And that's just a
cornerstone in my plans for this great
town of ours.
(re: Wet Wipe)
Can't be killed, but you don't
Eeugh, awful things. Unsanitary.
But my question is, now that Faith has
brought you back, what are your
Well, gee sir, I thought I'd find that
Slayer who's giving you so much
trouble and torture, maim,
and kill her.
Fine! Nice to hear you're not one of
those "slacker" types running around
today. Torture Buffy. Killing her's fine,
but make it a slow one.
My favorite kind.
Wonderful. We don't want a
replacement Slayer anytime soon. They
can't all turn out like my girl Faith.
Let's do it.
Angel and Faith head out together. The Mayor stops Angel, takes him aside, speaking confidentially.
Try to have her home by eleven.
Angel and Faith leave together. The Mayor watches them go, a little choked up.
She's not a little girl anymore.
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Bitter Xander's walking home alone, hands shoved deep into his pockets, muttering a Cordelia imitation.
"I love you when you talk, Wesley, I
love when you sing, Wesley, can you
say the word 'jailbait,' Wesley?" Limey bastard...
Hey - Guys!
Xander sees Angel and Faith, marching down the street together, in stride, both looking unstoppable and determined.
Wait up - Guys!
He approaches them at a good clip.
Man, where've you been? You gotta
find Buffy - she's going to her place
and stocking up on...
CRACK! Without looking or breaking stride, Angel lashes out a mean right hand and cracks Xander across the jaw. Xander crumples to a heap, unconscious before he even hits the ground.
Angel and Faith just keep walking, out of frame.
That guy just bugs me.
They keep going...
EXT. /INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE - NIGHT
The doorbell rings. Pause. JOYCE answers the door. Sees Angel and Faith stand there.
Hi Joyce. Nice to see you. Buffy home?
Upstairs. And please tell me it's not
some vampire thing.
Only vampire here's me, Joyce. Say.
You... change your hair?
He gives her a winning smile as he follows Faith up the stairs to Buffy's room. Joyce glows a little.
INT. BUFFY'S ROOM - NIGHT
Buffy's packing stakes into her weapons pack, slings her crossbow over her back when Angel and Faith enter.
Where've you guys been?
Looking for you. Good thing we found
you before you left.
Angel gives Buffy a kiss on the forehead - while keeping eye contact with Faith.
We got the Books.
They're at the Mansion.
We'd take 'em to Giles ourselves, but I
think strength in numbers is the way to
go. Come on.
Faith leaves. Buffy slings her weapons over her shoulder.
I can take those for you.
Smiling, Angel takes Buffy's weapons away from her.
EXT. /INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Buffy walks off, away from home, into the night with Angel and Faith.
Sure you don't need a sweater?
Don't worry, Joyce. We'll have her back
before you know it.
Joyce waves from the porch, sipping tea, oblivious to the fact this may be the last time she sees her daughter alive. She lingers a moment, then heads inside.
INT. MANSION - NIGHT
Buffy, Angel and Faith enter the Mansion together. Angel sits on the table, idly starts playing with the heavy CHAINS coiled upon it, swinging them lazily. Faith circles around and stands behind Buffy.
Okay. Let's get the books somewhere
safe. Where you keeping them?
Actually, there's been a slight change in
"Buf?" Did you just call me... Angel,
what's the matter with you?
Nothing. Matter of fact...
He looks up at Buffy, suddenly in full VAMP FACE.
I haven't felt this good in a long time.
You know, I never properly thanked
you. For sending me to Hell.
Buffy gets it. Angel has turned. She registers shock, shakes her head slowly, taking it in...
Buffy backs away. Angel springs at her, grabs her. She's too freaked to fight yet. She's holding back tears, holding herself together...
Yeah. And I'm just wondering.
Where do I start? A card? Fruit
I know what you're thinking. Maybe
there's still some good, deep down
inside of me, that still remembers, and
loves you, if only you could reach me.
Then again... we have reality.
Buffy breaks away.
I'll kill you before I let you touch me.
Never taking her eyes off Angel, Buffy backs away, grabbing a stake.
Faith, we gotta get out of here. Now.
Speak for yourself, B. Me? I like
Buffy can't believe what she just heard. She turns to face the smiling Faith. A look of questioning on her face.
And the second she turns, Angel CLOCKS her in the back of the head. Buffy goes down, unconscious.
One thing I learned about Buffy...
He puts his arm around Faith.
She looks so cute when she's sleeping.
Angel lifts chain up into frame, bends down to Buffy with it - and we BLACKOUT.
INT. HALL OF RECORDS - NIGHT
We pan across a large oak table in the Sunnydale Hall of Records. Batches of books lie open. Willow and Oz flip pages. Wesley reads. Cordelia's leaning all over him.
Hey! I know a way to make
investigating the Mayor even more
They all look at her.
Oh second thought, no. I don't.
Oz spots something in his book, shows it to Willow.
Whoa. Big hey whoa. Guys. Check
They gather around the book Willow spreads open.
Wow. Like father like son.
ANGLE ON: the books. Willow's got one book with a sepia-toned PHOTOGRAPH of Sunnydale's Mayor, circa 1907. Oz slides a more recent color photo, early fifties, next to it. Also the Mayor. Same guy. Same face. Different clothes.
How about "like exact same guy like
exact same guy"?
Mayor Wilkins is over one hundred
years old. He's not human.
I hate to spoil the mood...
They all look up to see Xander. Standing, if wobbly, at the hallway entrance. The left side of his face is one big welt.
...But it is so much worse than
Xander! What happened to you?
She rushes to him. He waves her off.
You know how some people hate to say
"I told you so?"
(shakes his head)
Not me. I told you so. Angel is back.
In the really bad sense. And I told you so.
Angelus has turned? Xander this is
terribly serious. Are you sure?
Gee, let me think. Kinda hard to tell,
the last thing I saw was his fist.
We must contact Giles immediately.
Good thinking! Let's waste time with a
lively debate, leave Buffy alone and see
how dead she gets!
Slow down, Xander. This isn't
Actually, it is.
Faith was your responsibility. And
guess who's Angel's new playmate.
Faith and Angel - together?
Imagine the possibilities.
INT. MANSION - NIGHT
CLOSE ON: Buffy's face. She opens her eyes. Sees Angel there before her, a look of pure love on his face.
Morning, sleepyhead. You know what I
just can't believe? All our time
together, and we never tried chains.
We see Angel is CHAINING her to the wall. Faith watches.
But you can't dwell on the past.
Especially with the future we have
He yanks the chain, tightening it. Buffy lets out a small cry of pain, but doesn't lose it.
Bondage looks good on you, B. The
outfit's all wrong, but hey.
Faith, you don't know what
Really? Weird. 'Cause something about
all this just feels so right.
Maybe it's one of those unhappy
Faith goes to the table, unwraps a black silk cloth.
See, when I was a kid, I used to beg my
mom for a dog. Didn't matter what
kind, I just wanted, you know,
something to love.
She strokes her hand down Angel's chest with her free hand. Gives him a great big kiss in the manner of French people, which he hungrily reciprocates.
A dog's all I wanted. Well, that
She finishes unwrapping the cloth. Inside lie a row of glistening metal SURGICAL TOOLS. Torture devices.
But Mom was so busy, you know,
enjoying the drinking and passing out
parts of life, that I never really got
what I wanted.
She holds up a set of twisted, not-for-humans SCALPELS in one hand, keeps caressing Angel with the other.
Faith, listen very closely. Angel is a
killer. When he's done with me, he'll
turn on you.
Faith looks at Angel. He shrugs, admits it.
She's right, I probably will.
Yeah? Huh. Guess we'll just have to
keep you around awhile, then.
Faith approaches Buffy, instrument in hand, runs it lightly over Buffy's jawline, down her neck...
Before we get started, I just want you to
know: if you're a screamer? Feel free.
ANGLE ON: Behind Buffy's back. She strains at the chains.
Why, Faith? What's in it for you?
What isn't? You know, I come to
Sunnydale, I'm a Slayer, I do my job
kicking ass better than anyone, and
what do I hear about, everywhere I go?
She leans in close.
Buffy. So I slay, and behave, and do
the good-little-girl routine, and who
does everyone thank? Buffy.
That's not my fault.
Everybody asks, "why can't you be
more like Buffy," but did anyone ever
ask if you could be more like me?
I know I didn't.
You get the Watcher, you get the mom,
you get your little Scooby Gang, what
do I get? Jack squat! This was supposed
to be my town!
ANGLE ON: Behind Buffy's back. She pulls the chains tight.
Faith. Listen to me...
Why? So you can impart some special
Buffy wisdom? That it? You think
you're better than me? Do you? Say it!
You think you're better than me!
Whoa. Everything stops. Faith slowly turns to face Buffy. Buffy's face remains clam. Cool, direct eye contact.
Always have been.
Uh... maybe you didn't notice - Angel's
And how'd you get him, Faith? Magic?
You cast some kind of spell, because in
the real world, Angel would never touch
you, and you know it.
Faith HITS Buffy. Buffy's head turns, but she comes right back. The calm in her voice remains.
You have to tie me up. It's the only
way you could ever beat me. There's
a word for people like you, Faith.
That does it. Faith rushes Buffy and STABS the scalpel an inch from her face - stops.
Uh-uh - you're just trying to make me
mad so I'll kill you - but I'm too smart
for that. Stick around.
Faith puts her arms around Angel.
For what? You and your boss's lame
"Ascension?" Like I couldn't stop it.
Keep dreaming. No one can stop the
Ascension! Mayor's got it wired, B. He
built this town for the demons to feed
on and come Graduation day, he's
getting paid. I'll be sitting at his right
hand - assuming he has hands after the
transformation, I'm not too clear on that
- and all your lame ass friends'll be
kibbles and bits. Think about that while
your boyfriend's cutting into you.
I never knew you had so much rage
What can I say? I'm the world's
She turns to Angel and smiles. He smiles back at her.
After a moment her smile falters. Faith looks from Buffy to Angel, horror growing on her face.
Graduation day. Think she left
I think we know everything she knows.
Can I say one thing?
(drops her chains)
You played me? You played me?!?
Just then, CRASH! Wesley, Cordelia, Xander, Willow and Oz enter the Mansion through the front door.
Buffy - Faith's bad!
Yeah, and you're annoying.
Faith grabs Angel and THROWS him into Xander. Xander topples over, scrambles to his feet, pulls out a cross, and repels Angel with it.
Faith grabs the scalpel and HURLS it with deadly accuracy at Buffy. Buffy does not flinch. She CATCHES the scalpel, and in the same motion, HURLS IT BACK at Faith, landing it deep in Faith's shoulder. Faith pulls it out, enraged, and rushes Buffy. Buffy grabs a knife from the set of tools.
Faith slashes at Buffy. Buffy ducks, comes
up with her free hand and PUNCHES Faith square in
Faith kicks Buffy's legs out from under her. Buffy rolls, springs to her feet, kicks Faith backward.
Both Slayers roll toward each other, landing, each with a knife held under the other's chin, each holding the other's wrist. Locked together.
The gang, looking on, dares not get in the way.
What are you going to do, B?
Kill me - you become me. You're
not ready for that...
Faith surprises Buffy by jerking her head forward - not to head-butt her, but to give her a quick KISS on the lips.
Faith pulls back.
Faith bolts for the door. Buffy does not move as Faith bounds up the stairs.
Are you all right?
Buffy looks to Angel. Long pause.
SCENE 25 OMITTED
INT. LIBRARY - DAY
The next day. The lights are low casting eerie shadows. Giles faces the Shaman.
The task is finished.
Yes. Thank you for coming to me.
And for that rather effective light show
you put on.
This restores the balance between us,
Rupert Giles. My debt to you is repaid
now in full. Do not call upon me again.
I shan't. Peace with you.
And with you.
He fades into the dark.
Giles turns to the group, who have been watching curiously.
His debt to you is repaid? What did you do?
I introduced him to his wife.
Well I for one protest. You pitted
Slayer against Slayer in a dangerous
charade that could have gotten both
killed. Without informing me.
I'm telling the Council.
Yes, I think you should. We have a
rogue slayer on our hands. I can't think
of anything more dangerous.
At least now we know...
And we know a little more about
Graduation Day... That's a big scary un-
fun, but at least Angel's not bad. And
that's good, right?
Yes, I feel so much better knowing he
broke my face in the "good" way. It's a
(quietly to herself)
He was only acting, Xander.
Well, you win some, you lose some.
SCENE 27 OMITTED
INT. FAITH'S APARTMENT - DAY
From where I'm sitting, it's batting
average that counts. So, you lost
Wouldn't exactly call them friends.
So then what are you worried about?
Chin up. You don't see me looking
disappointed, do you? Heck no.
Faith just looks at him.
Because I know you'll always have me,
Faith. I'm the best and most important
friend you'll ever have.
Faith's still downcast.
Besides, once the Ascension starts, that
"in crowd" you're so concerned about?
Hoo! They'll be lucky if there's enough
of 'em left to fill a pothole. Promise.
Faith still looks sad. The Mayor thinks hard, then has a thought.
Still unhappy? Okey-doke. I've got
two words that are going to take all the
He leans in close to her, barely containing his glee, and whispers:
He wiggles his eyes brows, "You like?"
INT. MANSION - NIGHT
Buffy enters the Mansion, picks up and studies one of the chains which held her the night before.
How you doing?
Not hard to believe. You were a real
soldier last night, Buffy.
That's me. Just one of the troops.
I know how hard it was for you.
I doubt that.
If there's anything I can do to make
Angel looks to her, hopefully.
Angel. I know you only did what I
asked you to. And we got what we
I never wanted it to go that far.
I know. It's not even a question. But
after all that... I just need a little break.
Angel is hurt by this news. But he says nothing.
He nods. She starts to go.
You still my girl?
Buffy leaves. Angel watches her go.