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7X20 Touched

Written By: Rebecca Rand Kirshner

 

Prologue

SUMMERS HOME— LIVING ROOM— NIGHT 1
FAITH sits with XANDER, WILLOW, DAWN, GILES, ANYA, ROBIN WOOD and
the potential Slayers: KENNEDY, AMANDA, VI, CARIDAD and about twenty
others.
Everyone is still wound-up and tense, arguing amongst themselves. Faith
tries to gain control of the chaotic group.
GILES
You sound like a child of the 70’s.
KENNEDY
All I’m saying is we’re in charge of ourselves.
FAITH
Okay, you guys, let’s try not freak out.
KENNEDY
All I’m saying is that now that Buffy’s not here, we finally
have some say in how and when we lose our necks.
Wood notices how scared some of the younger girls are.
WOOD
Maybe you don’t have to be so blunt about the losing of
the necks bit.
ANYA
Let the girl speak the truth. We’re all on death’s door,
repeatedly ringing the doorbell, like maniacal Girl Scouts
trying to make quota.
XANDER
(dry)
And I’m thinking that maybe everyone here shouldn’t
have a say.
GILES
We just have to find some way of having constructive
dialogue without going completely mad.
AMANDA
Do you know the parliamentary procedure? Because that’s
a convenient way of organizing verbal—
KENNEDY
I just wonder if those of us who’ve been here longer
should have more of a say.
WOOD
Maybe if we break down into smaller groups, this
wouldn’t be so chaotic. Faith, what do you think?
AMANDA
When I was involved with the Model UN, we found the
parliamentary procedure to be a total life saver. For
example, once when I was Uruguay… (beat) anyway, one
of those “U” countries, it was like here, only we had this
system which allowed us to organize our conversation.
Giles and Dawn share a glance, worried about Buffy.
GILES
(sotto)
She’s going to be fine. Really, it’s for the best.
DAWN
Yeah? Then why do I feel like this?
They go back to watching the never-ending debate.
FAITH
(to Amanda)
I hear what you’re saying but—
KENNEDY
Shouldn’t we get down to business and start talking about
our game plan?
WILLOW
You guys? I think we’re wasting our time arguing about
how to argue.
AMANDA
Why don’t we—
VI
Please do not mention parliamentary procedure.
CARIDAD
I second that.
FAITH
(firm)
Everyone listen to me. Chill.
Silence descends on the room and they all look to Faith.
FAITH
All right, it’s been a long night and I don’t know about you
but I’m wiped. I think we should catch some sleep and
figure all this out in the morning.
KENNEDY
Do we really have time to waste?
FAITH
Look, I understand you guys are wicked stressed. Frankly,
our situation blows. But we’ve got to stay cool. It’s the
only way we’re going to get through this. Can everyone
handle that?
Nods and murmurs of assent. The hysteria is over.
Yeah, yeah. We’ll get some rest and then tomorrow things
won’t seem so—
All the lights in the house suddenly go out plunging the room into
darkness. And the hysteria returns. Several screams and moans of fright.
What happened?
CARIDAD
The lights went out?
AMANDA
I’ll get some candles. If we have candles.
KENNEDY
I’ll check the fuse box.
FAITH
Don’t bother. All the lights on the whole street just went
out.
CARIDAD
Which means?
FAITH
The people from the power company have got the hell out
of Sunnydale.
I think I’m freaking out.
CUT TO: SUNNYDALE STREETS— NIGHT 2
BUFFY walks alone in the dark. Her expression is placid, detached, almost
relieved.
The street lights are out. Doors are stand open, houses abandoned. A
family hurriedly packs their belongings into their car.
Buffy chooses a small house at random and walks up to the door.
CUT TO: NEIGHBORHOOD HOME— FRONT HALL/CONTINUOUS— NIGHT 3
The door swings open as Buffy breaks the lock and enters. The house is
dark. She takes several steps, then freezes as a floorboard creaks. The
HOMEOWNER suddenly rounds the corner and aims a shotgun at Buffy’s
head. His hands are shaking. His bulging eyes belie sleep-deprivation and
paranoia.
MAN
Don’t move!
Buffy doesn’t flinch. She stares at the man without emotion.
MAN
Get out of my house.
BUFFY
Hey.
Her hand shoots out, lightning-quick, and snatches the gun from him.
BUFFY
I thought the place would be empty. I was looking for a
place to crash. You know, you really should leave.
MAN
You can’t just kick me out of my own house.
BUFFY
Why not? It’s what all the cool kids are doing nowadays.
He starts to go, then pauses.
BUFFY
It’s not your house. It’s not your town. Not anymore.
The man decides to cut his losses and get out while he can. When he’s
gone, Buffy goes into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator.
Absentmindedly holding the shotgun, she looks for something to eat.
BUFFY
Got any Tab?
Opening credit sequence.

 
Part 1

FRANCISCAN MONASTERY— DAY 4
The room is bare save for a few tapestries on the wall. A thin band of
sunlight streams in from a high window.
ANDREW lies on the floor on his belly, his chin resting in his hands, lazily
swinging his legs back and forth.
ANDREW
I spy with my little eye something that begins with a T.
SPIKE
Tapestry.
SPIKE sits slumped against the wall, bored out of his mind.
ANDREW
Hey, good one. How did you—
SPIKE
Tapestry’s the only thing in the whole bloody room.
ANDREW
Ah. So say you but I say, look deeper.
SPIKE
I’ll look deep into your jugular, is what I’ll look at.
ANDREW
Don’t spaz out.
SPIKE
I’m not— don’t say another word.
Andrew is silent for all of five seconds.
ANDREW
Rock/paper/scissors?
SPIKE
What’s the matter with you? Don’t you understand what’s
happening?
ANDREW
Yeah. We’re waiting here till it’s night again so you can
ride on your motorcycle without exploding.
SPIKE
And every minute we’re stuck here, the Slayer’s out there
facing hell knows what.
ANDREW
Come on, what’s the worst thing that could happen to
her?
Spike shoots him a murderous glare and he shuts up.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— BASEMENT— DAY 5
The entire group is gathered again. Xander now wears an eye-patch over
his injured eye and the room is lit with battery-powered emergency
floodlights and candles.
Faith is overwhelmed, trying to maintain control of the group of scared
and confused people young girls.
FAITH
All right, so what do we know?
XANDER
Well, we know we’re basically the last humans left in
Sunnydale.
CARIDAD
And that like all the evil in town wants us dead.
I don’t want to die.
ANYA
Don’t worry. It’s far more likely you’ll live long enough to
watch most of your friends die first. And then you’ll die.
KENNEDY
(to Faith)
We also know that Caleb told Buffy that everything’s
going down at the seal. I think we should head—
FAITH
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
Kennedy glares at Faith, somewhat hurt at being dismissed. Faith looks to
the entire group, ignoring Kennedy.
FAITH
So we know we’ve got a lot of enemies. We’ll start there.
KENNEDY
Faith, I’m sorry—
FAITH
(firm)
I got this, okay? (to all) So let’s go over our rogue’s gallery.
Who exactly do we have here?
DAWN
Well, there’s The First. Who we can’t touch.
XANDER
And there’s our friend the Reverend I-Hate-Women.
ANYA
Who’s basically untouchable.
DAWN
And there’s the ’roid-rage vamps, who are pretty much
the worst and the—
FAITH
Bringers. I think they’re our weakest link.
GILES
Are thinking of attacking the Bringers?
FAITH
Maybe or… okay, we could kidnap one.
KENNEDY
And what? Hold it ransom?
XANDER
Yeah, I’ll get the magazines and start ripping out the letters
now. “Dear Mr. First, if you want your Bringer back…
well, we’ll be surprised because you’ve got like three
million of them so please disregard this letter. Yours
sincerely—”
FAITH
I’m saying we think about getting us a Bringer and making
it talk. Find out info on The First and Caleb that way.
WOOD
How do you think we should catch one if they don’t want
to be found?
KENNEDY
Okay, I’m not sure this is such a good idea. Why try to get
information when we already know about the seal? Why
don’t we send a team to the high school, do some recon
and then—
FAITH
No.
KENNEDY
(insulted)
Just like that? You’re not even listening!
Willow puts her hand on Kennedy’s arm, calming her down.
WILLOW
Sweetie, you’re pushing too hard.
KENNEDY
(to Faith)
I thought things would be different now but you keep
shutting me down.
Faith turns to Kennedy, her eyes flashing with barely-contained anger.
FAITH
Things are different. Because now I’m your boss.
She stands up, for the first time truly assuming the mantle of leadership.
FAITH
Look, you guys, I’m not Buffy. I’m not the one who’s been
on your asses all this time. But I’m not one of you
anymore, either. I’m your leader. Which means I go first
and I make the rules and the rest of you follow after me. Is
that clear? (beat) So Kennedy, back the hell off and let me
do my job, all right?
Kennedy glowers at her.
FAITH
(to everyone)
Okay, let’s get down to business.
CUT TO:
SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— CAVERN— NIGHT 6
A dark space underground lit with torches. Bringers toil in the
underground cavern beneath the vineyard. Several work a large electric
saw that throws up sparks as it bites into rock; others chip away at the
walls with picks and sledgehammers.
CALEB and THE FIRST as Buffy watch the work, their backs silhouetted
against the light of the Bringers’ torches. They look like demons watching
tortured souls labor in hell.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
I was hoping you’d bring me some better news.
CALEB
And I wish I had some.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
Is this going to do anything? Or is all of this just to make
the Bringers sweat? (beat; curious) Do the Bringers sweat?
CALEB
Actually, I think they pant like dogs. And I don’t know if
this going to do any good but we have to try everythin’.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
You realize what will happen if the Slayer and her girls get
it, don’t you?
CALEB
They won’t.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
That’s right, they won’t. Because you’re going to kill all of
them and everyone they know.
As The First turns and walks off, a small, quiet smile curls Caleb’s lips.
CALEB
Hallelujah.
CUT TO: SUNNYDALE STREETS— ALLEY— NIGHT 7
Dark, desolate. Kennedy walks alone through the dark alley, lost in her
own world, still wounded from her public scolding.
Suddenly, three Bringers lunge out of the darkness. The first one grabs
Kennedy from behind and she falls to her knees. The Bringer’s knife glints
in the moonlight as it comes up under her throat.
But then the knife clatters to the asphalt as the Bringer is yanked
backward by a garrote around his neck.
While Giles subdues the flailing Bringer, a second acolyte lunges at
Kennedy only to be dropped to the ground by a roundhouse kick to the
head from Caridad.
Amanda and Vi take on the third Bringer, kicking him in the ribs and
beating him backward. Then Kennedy picks up the dropped dagger from
the ground and guts him. He crumples, dead.
KENNEDY
I’ve never been the bait before. That was… actually kind of
scary.
CARIDAD
We had your back.
GILES
You did well. Your performance as a disgruntled minion
was spot on.
KENNEDY
(smiles)
I’m method. Let’s get this back to the captain.
FADE OUT

 
Part 2

SUMMERS HOME— KITCHEN— NIGHT 8
Faith, Wood, Giles, Xander, Willow and Kennedy troop up from the
basement into the kitchen where Anya, Dawn and Amanda are waiting.
They look expectantly at the basement crew.
DAWN
Hey! So?
GILES
The Bringer’s dumb.
ANYA
And you were expecting, what? A Rhodes Scholar?
GILES
Dumb as in mute.
FAITH
Someone ripped out its tongue.
AMANDA
Oh, gross.
DAWN
Hey, I’ve been reading this old Turkish spell book. There’s
an old conjuration that the ancient Turks used to
communicate with the dying.
WILLOW
Oh, yeah. I think I’ve read a translation of that.
DAWN
(exasperated)
There’s a translation of it? (deep breath) I’m over it. So the
spell is to communicate with people who can’t talk. Like if
a person was dying, this spell would allow them to say
their goodbyes or, you know, gripe about how nobody
came to visit them. (to Willow) Would this help us with Mr.
No-Tongue?
WILLOW
Yeah, I think so. I just need to get together a few
ingredients.
FAITH
All right, well cool. While Willow’s does that, the rest of us
can—
ANDREW
(o.s.)
We’re back!
The front door slams and Spike enters with Andrew.
GILES
Spike.
SPIKE
Hey.
ANDREW
Hi, everybody. I missed you guys a lot. Sorry we took so
long getting back from our mission mission but we had to
wait out the sun and, well, I think our mission went very
well. We rode on Spike’s hog, which was very cool, and
played some amusing games and, oh, we got some
information. But do you know what? I really need to
urinate.
He dashes off toward the bathroom.
SPIKE
He’s a breath of fresh air, isn’t he? Thank god I don’t
breathe.
Silence. Everyone avoids looking at Spike.
SPIKE
So I think we got a lead. Where’s Buffy?
DAWN
She’s not here right now.
SPIKE
When’s she get back?
WILLOW
(nervous)
While you were gone, we all got together and talked out
some disagreements that we were having and eventually,
after much discussion, Buffy decided that it would be best
for all of us if she took a little time off. A little breather.
SPIKE
Uh-huh. I see. Been practicing that little speech long, have
you? So Buffy took some time off right in the middle of
the apocalypse and it was her decision?
XANDER
Well, we all decided.
SPIKE
Oh, yeah, you all decided. (disgusted) You sad, sad,
ungrateful traitors. Who do you think you are?
WILLOW
We’re her friends. We just want—
SPIKE
Oh, that’s ballsy of you. You’re her friends and you betray
her like this?
GILES
You don’t understand.
SPIKE
You know, I think I do. Rupert. You used to be the big
man, didn’t you? The teacher, all full of wisdom. Now
she’s surpassed you and you can’t handle it. She has saved
your lives again and again. She has died for you. And this
is how you thank her?
Faith steps in front of Spike, cutting him off.
FAITH
Hey, why don’t you take it down a notch or two? The time
for speech-giving is over, bad boy.
He gets right in her face, menacing.
SPIKE
Oh, is that right?
FAITH
Yeah, that’s right. Save your lack of breath.
SPIKE
All right.
He decks Faith, a full-power punch to the head. Caught off-guard, she
falls back against the counter. Everyone else starts to back away for their
own safety. Faith holds her jaw, a smile spreading across her face.
FAITH
You’re pretty sweet on her, aren’t you?
Using the counter, as a brace, she pistons her legs up and out, slamming
her feet into Spike’s face with bone-crushing power.
FAITH
I think it’s cute… the way she’s got you whipped.
Spike staggers backward, then recovers, only to take another devastating
kick to the gut, sending him staggering into the dining room.
GILES
Enough!
SUMMERS HOME— DINING ROOM— NIGHT 9
Spike falls hard onto his back and Faith leaps on him, pounding him
brutally in the face, again and again. Then Spike kicks back, throwing
Faith off. He presses his advantage and trades blows with her.
SPIKE
Finally got what you wanted, didn’t you? Where is she?
FAITH
I don’t know.
She wrenches out of his grasp, kicks him in the gut and braces herself for
his next attack.
Spike just throws up his hands and walks out, disgusted.
CUT TO:
10 EXT. SUMMERS HOME— NIGHT 10
Spike pauses and takes a deep breath. He closes his eyes, extending his
sense, then turns left.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— BASEMENT— NIGHT 11
The Bringer sits awkwardly on the floor, his arms chained above his head
and fastened to the wall. Candles light the room as Willow intones her
incantation. Kennedy, Giles, Andrew and Xander stand behind her,
watching.
WILLOW
(Turkish)
Konus bizimle viza adam. Konus bizimle guzle re olya ma adam.
Speak to us.
Willow closes the book and waits. Nothing happens.
ANDREW
Maybe I should rough him up a little.
XANDER
Andrew…
KENNEDY
Quiet!
WILLOW
I don’t know, you guys. That should have worked.
ANDREW
I am a drone in the mind that is evil.
XANDER
(annoyed)
Could you just shut up?
ANDREW
I say I am a part of the Great Darkness.
KENNEDY
Somebody needs a reality check.
XANDER
And a muzzle.
GILES
Wait.
He looks between the Bringer and Andrew, realizing that Andrew has
become a conduit for the Bringer’s thoughts.
ANDREW
I am only a fragment of the We. We work as one to serve
The First.
WILLOW
Okay, what do you— the We— do for The First?
ANDREW
We work to prepare for the inevitable battle.
Kennedy takes the Bringer’s knife from her belt and touches the tip to his
neck.
KENNEDY
How? Tell me exactly what the Bringers are doing.
GILES
Kennedy, he can’t see the knife.
ANDREW
We can feel the knife.
Giles holds out his hand for the knife.
GILES
Kennedy?
She reluctantly hands it to him.
ANDREW
We attend to the needs of the infinite evil. We exterminate
girls and destroy the legacy of the Slayer. We build an
arsenal beneath the dirt. We obey the commands of our
teacher, Caleb.
XANDER
Wait, could we go back to the dirt thing?
ANDREW
We build weapons to prepare for the coming war. At the
farthest edge of town. We are everywhere. We are like the
ocean’s waves. We watch your efforts and are not scared.
We will laugh at you as you die.
And suddenly, Giles slashes the Bringer’s knife across his throat. The
Bringer gasps, sucking air through the wound, then dies.
ANDREW
What the bananas!
Andrew clutches his own throat, his eyes wide in shock.
ANDREW
(to Giles)
You are so lucky that you did not just magickally
decapitate me!
Giles heads for the stairs.
GILES
We’ve got enough here. We need to get Faith in on this.
Xander, gather some maps. We need to find a
subterranean space large enough to house an armory.
ANDREW
I feel used and violated… and I need a lozenge.
CUT TO: INT. NEIGHBORHOOD HOME— BEDROOM— NIGHT 12
Buffy lies on the stranger’s bed, moonlight her only illumination. The
shotgun lies next to her on the bed. A knock at the front door. Buffy
doesn’t react. Then the creak of the door and approaching footsteps.
SPIKE
(o.s.)
There you are.
Buffy turns to find Spike standing in the doorway.
SPIKE
Do you realize I could just walk in here, no invite needed?
This town really is theirs now, isn’t it? (beat) I heard. I was
over there. That bitch. She’s all about smiles and
reformation when you’re on your feet. And the moment
you’re down? She’s all about the kicking, isn’t that right?
Makes me want to—
BUFFY
It wasn’t just Faith. It was all of them and it’s not like they
were wrong. Please leave.
SPIKE
No, this’ll change your tune. I came here ’cause I got
something to tell you. You were right. Caleb is trying to
protect something from you and I think you were spot on
all the way. I think it’s at the vineyard.
He looks at her, triumphant and expectant. She just stares back at him
blankly.
SPIKE
So? You were right. Buffy?
BUFFY
I don’t feel very right.
Spike crouches down beside the bed.
SPIKE
You’re not fooling me.
BUFFY
What do you even mean?
SPIKE
Well, you’re not a quitter.
BUFFY
Watch me.
SPIKE
You were their leader and you still are. This isn’t
something you gave up. It’s something they took.
BUFFY
And the difference is?
SPIKE
We can take it back.
CUT TO:SUMMERS HOME— BUFFY’S ROOM
Giles and Faith talk strategy in Buffy’s bedroom. He spreads out a map
for her to look at.
FAITH
Sewer tunnel on the north side is closest so guess we’ll
start there.
GILES
Sounds fine. What time shall I tell everyone?
FAITH
How about around seven? (decisive) Seven sharp. So
tomorrow we fight.
GILES
Tomorrow. Goodnight, Faith. (beat) And Faith?
FAITH
Yeah?
GILES
You’re doing just fine.
Faith nods, grateful, then Giles heads off down the hall. As she turns back
into the bedroom, she finds herself face-to-face with her old boss,
Sunnydale Mayor RICHARD WILKINS. Even though Faith isn’t fooled—
she knows it’s really The First— the sight of the Mayor and the part of her
past he represents rattles her severely. She tries not to show it but she’s
not completely successful.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
I’d say better than fine. I’d say you’re doing a bang-up job.
FAITH
Get out.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Well, gosh! I think a “Hello” or a “Nice to see you” might
be a little more welcome. It’s the end of humanity Faith,
not the end of courtesy.
FAITH
You’re wasting your time. I know who you are. What you
are.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Yeah, nobody’s explained to you how this works, have
they? You see, I am part of The First, as you kids call it, but
I’m also me. Richard Wilkins III, late mayor and founder of
Sunnydale. Here, I’ll prove it to you. Ask me a question
only I know the answer to. Something like… where did I
hide the moon pies in my office or who was my favorite
character in Little Women. Meg. I know! Most people guess
Beth but Meg, she’s such a proper young lady. Remember
when Jo burned her hair?
FAITH
I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work.
(shrugs) But feel free to keep talking ’cause, hell, I could
listen to you yap all night.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Hey, hey, hey! Language. You’re a leader now. You keep
throwing the H-E-double-hockey-sticks around, pretty
soon the girls are going to pick up on it. Then what?
FAITH
Hey, you let me worry about the girls.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Of course, of course. You’re doing a great job with them,
by the way. Much better than Buffy ever did. You were
smart to kick her out.
FAITH
That’s not what we… Buffy got ’em this far.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Why are you protecting her? You think she cares about
you? She nearly killed you, Faith.
FAITH
It’s different now.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
No matter what you do, Buffy will always see you as a
killer, not as a person. And now you have what she so
desperately wants— the respect of these girls. All she
needs is an excuse and she’ll finish what she started when
she stuck that knife in your belly. You stay on guard, Faith.
Buffy’s dangerous. If you’re not careful, she’ll destroy you.
(beat) I’m just saying…


Part 3

NEIGHBORHOOD HOME— BEDROOM
Spike stands before Buffy, incredulous.
SPIKE
No?
BUFFY
No.
SPIKE
You mean “no” as in “eventually”?
BUFFY
You really have problems with that word, don’t you?
SPIKE
You can get them back.
BUFFY
Can, maybe. Should? I’m just so tired…
SPIKE
They need you.
This is what she wants to hear.
BUFFY
Well, I…
SPIKE
It’s bloody chaos over there without you.
BUFFY
It is?
SPIKE
Yeah, it’s… there’s junk food cartons, sleeping bags not
rolled up… everyone’s very scared and unkempt.
BUFFY
Sounds dire.
SPIKE
I didn’t see a lot. I came, hit Faith a bunch of times and left.
The last perks Buffy up.
BUFFY
Really? (covers) I mean, I’m not glad of that…
SPIKE
Say the word and she’s a footnote in history. I’ll make it
look like a painful accident.
BUFFY
That’s my problem. I say the word, some girl dies. Every
time.
SPIKE
There’s always casualties in a war.
BUFFY
Casualties… it just sounds so casual. These are girls. That I
got killed. (beat) I cut myself off from them, all of them. I
knew I was going to lose some of them and I didn’t… You
know what? I’m still making excuses. I’ve always cut
myself off, I’ve always… being the Slayer made me
different but it’s my fault I stayed that way. People are
always trying to connect to me but I just… slip away. (beat)
You should know.
SPIKE
I seem to recall a certain amount of connecting.
BUFFY
Oh, please. We were never close. You just wanted me
because I was unattainable.
SPIKE
You think that’s all that was?
BUFFY
Please, let’s not go over the past.
SPIKE
Oh, no. Hold on here. I’ve hummed along to your pity
ditty and I think I should have the mike for a bit.
BUFFY
Fine. The stage is yours. Cheer me up.
SPIKE
You’re insufferable.
BUFFY
Thank you. That really helped.
SPIKE
I’m not trying to cheer you up.
BUFFY
Then what are you trying to say?
SPIKE
I don’t know! I’ll know when I’m done saying it.
Something pissed me off and I just… unattainable! That’s it.
BUFFY
Fine. I’m attainable. I’m an attain-athon. Can I please just
go to sleep?
SPIKE
You listen to me. I’ve been alive a bit longer than you and
dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t
imagine and done things I’d prefer you didn’t. I don’t
exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I follow my
blood which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my
brain so I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody
calls. A hundred plus years and there’s only one thing I’ve
ever been sure of. You.
He reaches up to touch her face but she turns away.
SPIKE
Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I
say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I
can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what
you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your
kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the
worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly
what you are. You are a hell of a woman.
Tears stream down her cheeks as she stares down at him kneeling before
her.
SPIKE
You’re the one, Buffy.
BUFFY
I don’t want to be the one.
SPIKE
I don’t want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all
have crosses to bear.
She smiles a little in spite of herself.
SPIKE
You get some rest now.
He stands and heads for the door.
SPIKE
I’ll check in before first light. You can decide how you
want—
BUFFY
Spike?
He stops and turns back.
BUFFY
Could you stay here?
SPIKE
Sure.
He shrugs out of his coat and tosses it on a rumpled sofa.
SPIKE
That diabolical torture device, the comfy chair. Do me fine.
BUFFY
No. I mean… here.
She indicates the bed next to her.
BUFFY
Will you just hold me?
He nods and crosses over to the bed, sitting down with his back against
the headboard. He wraps his arms around her and she curls up against
him and drifts off to sleep.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— BUFFY’S ROOM— NIGHT 15
The First watches Faith closely. He’s getting to her.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
Deep down, you always wanted Buffy to accept you, to
love you even. Why do you think that is?
FAITH
You a shrink now?
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
You keep looking for love and acceptance from these
people, these “friends” of yours, but you’re never going to
find it. The truth is nobody will ever love you. Not the way
I love you.
FAITH
Get out.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
They’ll forever see you as a killer.
FAITH
I said get out.
THE FIRST/MAYOR WILKINS
I’ll always be with you, firecracker. In everything you do.
Then he disappears in a flash of light. Faith stares into space, trying to deal
with the flood of emotions The First dredged up in her. A hand on her
arm makes her jump.
WOOD
Faith?
She turns to find Wood standing behind her and shakes off his hand,
putting distance between them.
FAITH
You shouldn’t sneak up like that. I almost took your head
off.
WOOD
Sorry. I knocked.
FAITH
What’d you see?
WOOD
Just you looking spooked. What happened? Are you sure
you’re all right?
FAITH
(angry)
What? You want to rap about my problems now? You
looking to be the guy who puts the “pal” in principal for
me?
WOOD
Okay, you know what? I came up here to talk to you
about weapons.
Faith realizes she’s being a bitch and deflates, the tension running out of
her.
FAITH
Sorry. I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m just…
WOOD
(smiles)
Listen, I’m going to leave you alone. I didn’t mean to
intrude.
He heads for the door but Faith stops him.
FAITH
It was The First.
He closes the door as Faith looks at him, vulnerable.
WOOD
Well, you’re really in the game now, Faith. The First
doesn’t show unless it thinks you matter.
FAITH
Lucky me. I’m a player.
He sits down on the bed next to her and she holds up a shaking hand.
FAITH
Man, look at that. My hand’s shaking. Demons, vampires,
women in the penitentiary system, none of that freaks me
out.
WOOD
That’s exactly what The First does. Finds your Achilles
heel.
FAITH
Nah, it just talked to me. What? It does a heel thing, too?
WOOD
It’s a phrase. Your weak spot.
FAITH
Oh. The school thing. I was kind of absent that decade.
WOOD
So who was it… The First?
FAITH
He was like an old boss of mine.
WOOD
Just a boss? And he’s got you shaking like this? Wouldn’t
give you a raise, huh?
FAITH
Yeah, right. Nah. It sounds retarded but he was like a dad
to me.
WOOD
Oh. It was my mother when it came to me. And I mean, it
was her, right down to the perfume.
Faith notes the hurt in his voice.
FAITH
Sorry.
WOOD
Yeah.
FAITH
I’m so pissed off at myself. I knew it was a trick…
WOOD
So did I but I still wanted my mother to hold me like a little
baby. (off her look) In a manly way, of course.
FAITH
(smiles)
Of course.
WOOD
Listen, nobody wants to be alone, Faith. We all want
someone who cares, to be touched that way. I mean, the
First may deal in figments but that wanting is real.
They share an intense look.
FAITH
Hitting things and a whole lot of Jack D dulls it some.
WOOD
Among other things.
FAITH
When it came to you, did The First tell the truth?
WOOD
Yeah.
FAITH
It said that we’ve got to watch out for Buffy. That Buffy’s
dangerous.
WOOD
And what do you think?
FAITH
Could be. I mean, we’ve given her a pretty good reason to
be pissed off. You know the messed-up thing? The First is
telling me to worry about her and I just wish she was here.
In a couple of hours, I’m going to lead these girls into
some serious crap. And she’s the only one—
WOOD
She’s not the only one. You’re a Slayer, too, Faith. And I
think you’re a good leader.
FAITH
I’m an ex-con who didn’t finish high school.
WOOD
Yeah, well, I’m the principal of a school where nobody
finished. And I’m completely out my league in this.
FAITH
Well, I hear otherwise.
Wood and Faith look into each other eyes. There’s a definite spark,
kindred spirits connecting. Wood breaks the tension, trying to cool things
down.
WOOD
So tomorrow, then?
FAITH
Forget about tomorrow. This is tonight.
She takes his hand and raises it to her cheek.
FAITH
Been awhile. Am I out of line?
WOOD
(smiles)
Hey, you’re the leader.
She stops his words with a kiss, holding his face between her hands. He
responds enthusiastically and she pushes him backward onto the bed,
straddling him.
FAITH
(panting)
Touch me…
He runs his hands up her back beneath her t-shirt. She pulls his shirt off
over his head in turn.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— WILLOW’S ROOM— NIGHT 16
Willow enters, dressed in a tank-top and shorts. She is distracted, peering
at one of Giles’ maps.
WILLOW
Okay, guys, Giles said Faith wants us to start early in the
morning so—
She stops when she realizes the room is empty, save for Kennedy, lying
seductively on the bed in a lace nightgown. Candles flicker on either side
of the bed.
WILLOW
What happened to the girls?
KENNEDY
Looks like there’s only one girl here.
WILLOW
But what about the other ones, with their sleeping bags
and their head-gear and their snoring and… (smiles)
they’re not here, are they?
KENNEDY
Nope.
Willow closes the door behind her.
WILLOW
That’s nice.
She sits down on the bed next to Kennedy, kissing her lightly on the lips.
KENNEDY
Nice and necessary.
She kisses Willow back, then takes the map from Willow’s hand and drops
it on the floor while she pulls Willow onto the bed.
KENNEDY
Come here, you. Our foreplay was threatening to turn into
twelve-play.
Willow smiles and eases down next to Kennedy as their kisses become
more passionate. After a moment, Willow stops and lies down facing
Kennedy, looking slightly worried.
KENNEDY
Something not right?
WILLOW
No, no, I just… I guess I’m a little scared.
KENNEDY
It’s probably stupid to ask why, huh? Death, war,
apocalypse…
WILLOW
Me. (off her look) I’m just scared if we… then I’ll… and
then…
KENNEDY
And then? Isn’t that the good part?
WILLOW
Good, yeah. Good feeling. But also…
KENNEDY
Bad stuff like unrestrained moaning and screaming with
joy?
WILLOW
Well, sort of. The unrestrained part. But I’ve just kind of
been in this space where I should be restrained. I’ve been
controlling myself and if I lose that control, if I let myself
go, I could just… go.
KENNEDY
You’re worried you’re going to turn into Big Bad Willow.
WILLOW
It’s not stupid. When we first kissed, I turned into a…
Warren.
KENNEDY
It’s not stupid but it’s not going to happen.
KENNEDY
I just want you to know that you’re safe with me.
WILLOW
Yeah?
KENNEDY
You can float around and I’ll tether you down.
WILLOW
You’ll be like my kite string?
KENNEDY
You be a kite and I’ll be your kite string. Okay?
WILLOW
Okay.
KENNEDY
Okay.
Willow smiles and finds Kennedy’s mouth with her own again, this time
giving in to her passion.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— KITCHEN— NIGHT 17
Anya and Xander sit at the counter, talking and eating ice cream straight
from the carton. They share a spoon. Anya looks grumpily up at the
ceiling as the sounds of Willow and Kennedy’s sexual passion mingles
with the rhythmic thumping of Faith and Wood making love.
ANYA
They could have a little respect, you know. I mean, they
should at least acknowledge the fact that some people
might not want to listen to an a cappella concert of people
moaning and groaning.
Xander takes the spoon from her and eats a bite.
ANYA
It’s disgusting is what it is.
He hands her back the spoon.
XANDER
A little jealous, huh?
ANYA
Of course I am! I’m a lot jealous. I mean, if we’re done
having sex, then I think other people should just knock it
off.
Frustrated, she wrenches out a huge chunk of ice cream and shoves it in
her mouth.
CUT TO:
18 INT. MONTAGE/CONTINUOUS
• Buffy and Spike lie in each others’ arms, silently staring into each others’
eyes.
• Faith and Wood in the throes of passionate sex. She’s on top, sliding up
and down on him, her bare back glistening with sweat. He wraps his arms
around her and rolls her over, moving rhythmically in and out of her
while kissing her hard and long.
• Willow and Kennedy. Kennedy slides her tongue along Willow’s neck
as her hand slides down Willow’s belly and disappears beneath the sheets.
Willow’s eyes go wide and she moans in ecstasy.
• Xander and Anya lie on the kitchen floor, behind the counter, clawing
at each other, kissing passionately, almost desperately, having sex. They
make love frantically, still fully clothed, Anya’s skirt spread out around
them.
• Buffy lies sleeping in Spike’s arms. He is awake, watching her. He gently
strokes her hair, then presses his lips to her forehead.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— NIGHT 19
The First talks with Caleb, back to her Buffy persona again. He stands
behind her while she stares into the darkness.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
I envy them. Isn’t that the strangest thing?
CALEB
Well, it does throw me a tad. I mean, they’re just… well,
they’re barely more than animals, feedin’ off each other’s
flesh. It’s nauseatin’. But you… you’re everywhere. You’re
in the hearts of little children, you’re in the souls of the
rich, you’re the fire that makes people kill and hate. The
fire that will cure the world of weakness. They’re just
sinners. You are sin.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
I do enjoy your sermons.
CALEB
And you’re in me. Gave me strength no man can have.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
You’re the only man strong enough to be my vessel. And I
know you feel me but… I know why they grab at each
other. To feel. I want to feel. I want to wrap my hands
around an innocent neck and feel it crack.
CALEB
Amen.
CUT TO: NEIGHBORHOOD HOME— BEDROOM— DAY 20
Buffy wakes up in the pale dawn light. She blinks trying to orient herself
in this strange house and finds Spike sleeping in her arms.
CUT TO: SUMMERS HOME— LIVING ROOM— DAY 21
The group is assembled. Everyone is dressed for action. A full house. The
potentials fill every available chair and niche. Kennedy sits behind Willow,
arms around her, kite still intact. Andrew has the floor, relating the
information he and Spike discovered at the mission.
ANDREW
So it turned out that all these stone tablets basically said the
same thing. The First and Caleb are protecting something
and we don’t know exactly what it is but it’s something
powerful and they don’t want the Slayers to get it. I’m
thinking it could be a weapon and if we are looking for an
arsenal—
FAITH
You’re not coming.
ANDREW
If one is looking for an arsenal, well, what better place to
find a—
FAITH
Weapon. Okay, got it. Good. Good thinking, Andrew.
ANDREW
It’s a pleasure, Faith. Back to you.
She looks to Giles, Willow, Dawn and Xander.
FAITH
Okay, I need you four to suss out the situation on B. I don’t
want you talking to her, getting in her way or, for that
matter, letting her know you’re there. Just do a little recon.
WOOD
Where do you want me, Faith?
FAITH
(dismissive)
By your phone. I’ll call you when I need you.
He looks taken aback, confused at her coldness toward him.
DAWN
(to Faith)
What are we looking for? I mean, is there some reason we
should spy on Buffy?
FAITH
We’re just making sure she’s okay. Those of you who are
coming with me to the arsenal, you know who you are.
Everybody ready?
Nods and murmurs of assent.
FAITH
Let’s do this thing.
CUT TO: NEIGHBORHOOD HOME— BEDROOM— DAY 22
Spike’s eyes open and he smiles, reaching over for Buffy… only to find
her gone. He sits up and finds a note on the pillow.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— DAY 23
Caleb and The First continue to talk. They walk down an aisle of barrels
toward the staircase.
CALEB
It shouldn’t be long now. Prophesies say one thing, brute
strength says another. We’ll get it out.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
I heard you, Caleb.
CALEB
We’re almost there.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
Yes. That’s true. Now rouse the Bringers, get them back to
work…
Something suddenly thumps its way down the stairs. A Bringer lands at
their feet, stabbed to death. Caleb and The First look up to find Buffy
staring down at them, a look of cold steel in her eye.
BUFFY
Hey. I heard you got something of mine.


Part 4

SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— DAY 24
Resume. Buffy charges down the stairs and faces off with Caleb. She is
tense, taut. He is casually menacing.
CALEB
Well, if it ain’t the prodigal Slayer…
BUFFY
Where’s it at? I’m going to find it sooner or later.
Her eyes dart around the room looking for potential hiding places. Caleb
saunters over to her.
CALEB
No, you’re not. I lay one hand on you and you’re just a
dead little girl.
BUFFY
Lay a hand on me. If you can.
He smiles and cocks his arm back to punch. As his fist pistons forward,
Buffy leans backward, almost impossibly far, and the blow sails right over
her head.
She pivots and turns as Caleb staggers forward, his momentum
unchecked. He swings again and this time she ducks and dives past him
like a ballplayer making a headfirst slide. Caleb’s genial demeanor is gone
now. He rounds on her, anger boiling in his eyes.
He charges Buffy, crouched low, aiming for her gut… but she leaps up,
landing atop a wine barrel.
Agile as a cat burglar, Buffy runs along the row of barrels, scanning the
room as she goes, looking for anything unusual.
Caleb lunges for her ankles and misses. A pyramid of barrels crashes
down on him, soaking him with wine. He throws the debris off and gets
to his feet, looking around wildly for Buffy. Then he spots her sitting atop
a barrel on the other side of the room, happy as can be.
His head whips around to find another Buffy behind him. The one on the
barrel shakes her head with frustration.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
Caleb, this is getting embarrassing.
Caleb lunges at the Buffy behind him and misses completely, hitting the
ground hard.
CALEB
(to The First)
Do you have to look like that?
THE FIRST/BUFFY
Will you concentrate?
CALEB
It’s just a little confusing.
THE FIRST/BUFFY
Fine. Go. Kill.
The First disappears in a flashy twinkle.
CUT TO: SUNNYDALE STORM SEWERS— DAY 25
Ten small circles of light approach, growing larger until they resolve into
individual flashlight beams.
Faith leads, a flashlight in one hand and a knife in the other, followed by
nine potentials, including Caridad, Vi, Amanda and Kennedy. All of them
are armed. Water drips from overhead. It’s dank and chilly.
Faith holds up her hand.
FAITH
Everybody stop. I think we just found it.
She illuminates a large cache of swords and axes, lined up and gleaming in
the flashlight beam.
KENNEDY
Look at all this.
I don’t get it. Why did they abandon all this stuff?
Eight Bringers suddenly swing down out of nowhere and attack the girls,
their ceremonial daggers flashing in the intermittent light.
FAITH
Maybe ’cause they didn’t.
The Bringers attack and the fight is on.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— DAY 26
Caleb and Buffy’s non-fight continues. He hasn’t been able to land a finger
on Buffy yet. Every missed blow only enrages him further. He swings,
she dodges; she runs, he chases. Finally, he corners her and backs her up
against a support pillar.
CUT TOSUNNYDALE STORM SEWERS— DAY 27
Faith faces off with a Bringer. She pounds him with her bare fists.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— DAY 28
Now that Buffy is trapped, Caleb’s charming smile has returned. He
thinks he’s won. He takes another swing and she ducks. His slams into the
cement support pillar, shattering it and causing Caleb to wince in pain.
Furious, he rounds on her as she leaps up onto a stack of wine barrels.
CUT TO:SUNNYDALE STORM SEWERS— DAY 29
Faith stabs another Bringer in the back, saving Vi’s life, then turns just in
time to see Amanda fire her bow at one of the eyeless acolytes. The bolt
misses and the Bringer charges forward. With no time to reload, she
wields the bow as club and runs headlong toward the Bringer with a
heated battle cry.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— WINE CELLAR— DAY 30
Caleb yanks a wine barrel out from beneath Buffy’s feet. She leaps up and
grabs a crossbeam on the ceiling, swinging herself to safety.
Caleb stares at her, wretched, red-faced and furious.
CALEB
You whore.
BUFFY
You know, you really should watch your language. If
someone didn’t know you, they might think you were a
woman-hating prick.
Caleb seizes another barrel and lifts the 500-pound container above his
head. Buffy looks down at the floor. Where the barrel had been resting, a
trap door is now revealed.
Caleb throws the barrel at Buffy. His aim is perfect. She falls backward,
snagging the crossbeam with her legs like a trapeze artist and flips herself
in the air, somersaulting to a perfect landing a dozen feet closer to the trap
door.
Caleb hurls another barrel at her and she sprints across the remaining
distance, diving through the hole in the floor just as the barrel slams down
on top of it. The impact brings down several more barrels and part of the
wall, covering the entrance to the lower level in a pile of debris.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— CAVERN— NIGHT 31
Buffy tumbles down the ladder headfirst and lands in a heap on the floor
of the cavern.
CUT TO: SUNNYDALE STORM SEWERS— DAY 32
Silence. The battle is over. Eight dead Bringers lie dead at their feet.
Is that it? I mean, not that that wasn’t fun but…
The girls walk among the weapons, examining them. Kennedy moves
beyond the stacked weapons and something further down the tunnel
catches her eye.
KENNEDY
Yo, Faith. Check this out.
Faith and the others follow Kennedy into a wider, more open space. Faith
walks out onto a metal grate about five feet wide, spanning a pool of dark
water. Her light illuminates a large casket-shaped wooden box on the
other side.
CUT TO: SHADOW VALLEY VINEYARD— CAVERN— NIGHT 33
Buffy stares in awe. She’s found what she’s looking for. The object of her
quest.
Before her, embedded in the stone is an ancient weapon. Part axe, part
scythe, part stake. Despite being sealed in solid rock, the gleaming blade is
flawless. It glitters in the flickering torchlight like Excalibur. The granite
rock surrounding it is blackened and charred, the result of the Bringers’
attempts to free it.
A look of recognition crosses Buffy’s face and the hint of a smile plays
across her features.
CUT TO: SUNNYDALE STORM SEWERS— DAY 34
Faith stands over the wooden box and smashes the padlock off with her
boot. She kneels before it and swings the lid open to reveal… several
hundred pounds of plastic explosive connected to a detonator and timing
device. The timer counts down:
FAITH
(screams)
Everybody get down!