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INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM -
MORNING
Buffy wakes. She's had a bit of a thrasher: The
blankets are askew, her foot sticking out, head near, but mostly under, the
pillow.
She yawns, pulls herself up. Grabbing a towel, she
exists the room, leaving Willow still sleeping peacefully.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING -
MORNING
Buffy exists her room and crosses to the
bathroom.
INT. BATHROOM - A MOMENT LATER -
MORNING
Buffy finishes washing her face. Drying off, she
heads back out.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING -
MORNING
As she crosses back to the room, Buffy sees a GIRL
pass by. The girl's face is lined with tears, her expression wide eyed. She
hurries by before Buffy can say anything. Buffy's gaze follows her all the way
down the hall to see:
ANGLE: A BOY at the other end, pounding on
someone's door.
After a moment, Buffy heads into her room,
puzzled.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUOUS -
MORNING
Willow is up, sitting sleepily on the side of the
bed. Buffy moves to throw her towel on the back of her chair, saying:
BUFFY
(mouths)
Good
morning.
Nothing comes out. She stops -- says it again.
Tries to clear her throat.
Willow's --
WILLOW
(mouths)
Hey.
--Gets her no further. She freaks a bit, tries to
talk, looks at Buffy--
BUFFY
(mouths)
Willow?
WILLOW
(mouths)
I'm deaf! I've gone
deaf!
Buffy shakes her head, points to her throat.
Willow goes to her, breathing hard, what do they do? They're both
freaked.
Buffy thinks a moment, sticks her head out the
door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING
(MORNING)
There are five students gathered out here now, all
reacting to the same malady. Buffy stares at them with growing
concern.
INT. XANDER'S BASEMENT - MORNING
Xander stands up into frame, having the exact same
problem, contorting his mouth in an effort to get sound out.
Spike is doing a much more civilized and calm
version of same.
Xander stops. He points at Spike -- J'accuse!
Spike looks at him. Me?
Xander realizes that's idiotic. Thinks. Rushes to
the phone.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING -
MORNING
Buffy reenters as the phone rings, passing Willow
who's looking down her own throat at the mirror. Buffy picks up, remembers she
can't talk--
INT. XANDER'S BASEMENT - CONTINUING -
MORNING
--as does Xander, who hangs up. Spike looks at him
like he's an idiot.
INT. RILEY'S ROOM - MORNING
Riley lies in bed in the dark as Forrest throws
the door open, moves to wake him. Riley comes to instantly, sits up.
RILEY
(mouths)
What's the problem
--
He stops, tries to talk, clears his throat -- the
by now familiar response. Forrest shakes him, points to his own throat. Points
outside: the rest of the house as well.
Riley reaches for his pants.
INT. LOWELL HOUSE - A MOMENT LATER -
MORNING
Riley is pulling his shirt on as he exits his
bedroom, Forrest with him, Another guy is coming down the second floor stairs,
looking confused.
Riley and Forrest go down the steps to the ground
floor at a good clip. There are maybe five guys there, confused, awaiting orders
of anything that makes sense.
Riley signals for them to wait there as he and
Forrest proceed to the elevator.
They stand before the mirror, let the green light
wash over them. The voice says:
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Retinal scan
accepted.
They react to the sound of a voice as the door
slides open. They step in.
INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUING
The door shuts behind them and they go down,
Forrest scribbling something on a notepad.
INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT - CONTINUING
As the elevator plummets.
INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUING
Forrest holds the pad out to Riley. He has
written: "IT'S ALL OVER TOWN."
The two look plenty concerned. Then the elevator
stops.
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Vocal code not
accepted.
Please state your name for vocal identification.
The two share a much more concerned look. Riley
tries breathing on the intercom. Forrest rolls his eyes.
ELEVATOR (V.O.)
Vocal code not
accepted.
Unauthorized beings will be
considered hostile.
Please
commence vocal identification
in the next twenty seconds
to
avoid countermeasures.
As the voice is speaking, Riley bangs on a panel,
pops it open. There is a keypad and wires there. Riley pulls a card from his
back pocket, inserts it in a slot. The digital readout above the keypad reads:
OVERRIDE CODE?
Riley tries to remember. Forrest is too busy
repeating:
FORREST
(mouths)
Countermeasures?
Hesitantly, Riley begins punching in a sequence of
numbers. Forrest frantically scribbles --
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Override code
incorrect.
Ten seconds to lethal countermeasures.
Riley is trying again -- Forrest holds his pad
behind Riley with emphasis, though Riley doesn't turn to read it.
It reads: COME ON, COME ON...
Riley keeps punching code. He cracks a smile of
"I'm totally fucked."
ELEVATOR (V.O.)
Lethal countermeasures
engaged.
ANGLE: THEIR FEET
As gas begins curling in from the corner of the
elevator.
As a last resort, Riley tries to pull the wires
out of the goddamn box -- and the lights go off.
The door slides open. Behind it stands a none too
pleased Maggie, two other scientists behind her.
Riley and Forrest step out of the elevator --
Forrest with serious alacrity -- and stand before her. She points at a sign on
the wall, then turns and walks away, the others in tow.
Riley and Forrest look at the sign before they
follow.
It reads: IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, USE
STAIRS.
INT. COMMONS - MORNING
There are a lot of people here, but it's totally
different. Quiet, for one thing. People stand in groups, touching, writing
things on notepads, all with questioning looks. The occasional person runs
through the room in panic. One girl is crying in her boyfriend's
arms.
Tara makes her way into the room, looking about
her shyly.
Someone drops a bottle of Snapple or some such. It
smashes on the floor, startling everyone a bit. Sheepishly, the person moves to
clean it.
Tara looks about for someone. Not seeing them, she
exits.
EXT. SUNNYDALE STREET - DAY
Buffy and Willow make their way through the
street. Needless to say, it's quiet, but nevertheless there is a great deal of
activity going on there. The girls walk hand in hand, needing the feel of each
other's presence as they take in the following tableaux:
THE BANK, which has a sign saying "Sorry, we're
CLOSED".
THE LIQUOR STORE, which has a sign saying "Yes,
we're OPEN!", and a line that reaches well out the door.
A MAN, in a business suit, sitting in the middle
of the road crying.
A CAR that is up on the sidewalk after crashing
into the fire hydrant. A fountain of water shoots up next to it.
A PRAYER MEETING is being held in the nook by the
magic shop. A preacher stands before a congregation reading silently from a
bible. Next to him, an old woman holds a small chalkboard with the chapter and
verse written on it.
Some ten people kneel before him, also reading
silently. As they pray, a young college student joins them, kneels.
A MAN SELLING DRY ERASE BOARDS on the sidewalk.
$10 apiece. They come with the velcroed on marker and a string to keep them
around your neck (he wears one as demonstration). He's doing some
business.
The girls pass by it all, wary and watching. See
dry erase guy and give each other a look: what a sleaze.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - CONTINUING
(DAY)
The gang's almost all here. Giles is at the table,
researching. Xander and Anya watch TV with the sound off, waiting for some kind
of bulletin. Olivia sits with a good strong drink in her hands. She clearly is
the least prepared for this. She smiles politely at the girls as they enter,
then takes a prodigious swing.
Xander and Anya look back at the girls, she nods
in greeting. He stands, starts towards them -- a fact registered by Anya, who
still questions his affections. But he stops, waves lamely -- he has nothing to
say -- and turns back to the TV, perching on the arm of the sofa.
Giles rises, puts his hand on Buffy's
arm.
Buffy returns the grip briefly, then looks at
Giles, at the books. Anything?
Giles rises, puts his hand on Buffy's
arm.
Buffy returns the grip briefly, then looks at
Giles, at the books. Anything?
As she does, Willow determinedly scribbles on her
board -- she has something to say.
Giles shrugs at Buffy -- no leads so
far.
Willow holds her board out for him to
read.
It says, "Hi Giles."
He smiles and gives her a paternal one armed hug
in response.
Buffy absently removes her board as she looks at
Giles' notes -- and sees the ones from last night.
CLOSE ON: GILES' NOTES. We see the two lines
"Can't even shout, Can't even cry". It clicks, Buffy silently groaning that she
didn't remember it before.
She picks Giles' notepad from the pile of books,
holds it up, pointing to the top where he has written "THE GENTLEMEN". Gives him
a questioning look. Again he shrugs, indicating there is nothing in the
books.
Xander snaps, trying to get their attention as
Anya turns the TV up. Something has come on: The local newscaster, with a
special report.
Everyone gathers round to listen.
NEWSCASTER
We have this breaking news
item
from Sunnydale California:
Apparently the entire town
has been
quarantined due to
an epidemic of -- as strange
as this may sound --
laryngitis.
It seems the entire town has
been rendered unable to
speak.
There is no word yet what might
have caused this or what
other
effects might be seen from this
epidemic. Local authorities
have
issued a statement -- a written
statement, I should say --
blaming
recent flu vaccinations. A few
skeptics call it a city-wide
hoax.
In the meanwhile, Sunnydale has
effectively shut down; all
schools
and businesses will be closed for
the time being, and residents
are
advised to stay home and rest up.
The Center for Disease Control
has
ordered the entire town quarantined --
no one can go in or out --
until
the syndrome is identified or the
symptoms disappear. We'll
bring
you more on that as it develops.
Xander mouths, "That's it?", clearly frustrated.
He turns the sound off again.
Buffy takes her board from the table, writes on
it, holds it up to the others: "Keep researching. I should be in town
tonight."
Giles mouths: "Why?"
INT. THE INITIATIVE - DAY
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
Because there will
be chaos.
Maggie has a computer set up with voice function.
She types and it speaks. She sits in an impromptu command center in the middle
of the room. A clear map of the town, computers, a table and chairs. Riley and
Forrest, along with three others, sit listening. They have legal pads and
sharpies.
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
You will help keep
order.
Dress as civilians. A military
presence would only increase
panic.
Riley holds up his pad, with the inevitable
question: "WHAT IS HAPPENING?"
Maggie types.
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
We are looking into
it.
Go. Help maintain order.
We will find an answer.
Off the boys, doubting it...
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
Buffy walks down the street, past a car that has
hit a hydrant. Water gushes up above the car. In the background, kids are
hanging out on a bench, blasting a boombox and partying a little too
hard.
Buffy see something ahead, stops.
REVERSE ANGLE: RILEY is by the bookstore. On the
sidewalk, someone has started a trash can fire, and Riley is framed in front of
it. He is getting between two businessmen who are in a fistfight. Riley tries to
be nice, then pushes one away sternly and effectively when he gets in his
face.
Buffy comes up quickly. Riley has turned to talk
to the other guy. As his back is turned the first guy picks up a pipe -- but
Buffy comes up and grabs his wrist, twisting it quickly and efficiently till we
hear something snap. The guy screams and drops to his knees, Buffy never even
stopping or looking at the guy.
Riley has defused the second guy, turns to see
Buffy. They fall into a strong embrace. Look at each other.
RILEY
(mouths)
Are you
okay?
BUFFY
(nods,
mouths)
You?
She touches his face. They hear glass breaking
down the street and he indicates he should go. She nods, indicating she is
heading the other way.
They part as far as holding hands, then pull each
other back into a kiss.
He goes. Buffy watches a moment, then takes off
the other direction.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM -
NIGHT
Willow has her laptop on her bed, is researching,
coming up zeros. A few open books are laid out on the bed as well.
Buffy enters, clearly beat. Willow looks up at
her: anything?
By way of answer, Buffy just keeps moving to the
bed and collapses face down onto it.
Willow sighs, goes back to her work -- producing a
silent but formidable yawn.
EXT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
A 2:00 approaches.
EXT. FRONT DOOR OF THE CLOCK TOWER -
NIGHT
We see only the bottom of the door as it opens,
and a pair of feet flat outside, just inches from the floor, shoes flat and
together, very prim. A moment, and another pair floats by.
EXT. STREET BY CLOCK TOWER - CONTINUING
(NIGHT)
They approach from the clock tower, heading into
town. Three pairs of Gentlemen, each pair with two Footmen flanking
them.
The Gentlemen float just above ground, grins
fixed. Two of them have spectacles, and they are various heights, but besides
that, they are most similar. They split up, heading into different areas of
town.
ANGLE: SUBURBAN STREET
As one pair floats down it, between the rows of
silent houses.
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT
A typical suburban nest. Two Gentlemen float into
frame from behind camera. They look at each other -- then head for the front
door.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - NIGHT
Giles lies sleeping, Olivia with her head on his
chest. She sleeps less successfully.
After a bit she rises, pulls on his robe and pads
downstairs toward the kitchen.
She stops, hearing something outside. Moves slowly
toward the window. A glance to the sleeping Giles, then at the window, pulling
the gauze curtain aside, peering out into the night.
ANGLE: OLIVIA'S POV
Through the window we see the dark street. It
seems as though something is floating toward us from off in the shadows. We hold
on it... and ANOTHER ONE floats into frame not two feet from us, grinning right
at us.
Olivia starts back, terrified. For a long moment,
she cannot move.
EXT. CAMPUS - NIGHT
Another pair of Gentlemen float by, footmen
running behind.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL -
NIGHT
The lights are off in the halls here. All is
silent -- and remains so as the grinning specters float into the hall, moving
down slowly, craning their heads at every room.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING
(NIGHT)
The girls sleep, unaware.
A shadow moves under the door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING
(NIGHT)
But the Gentlemen do not stop. The one they want
is not here. They turn the corner into:
INT. OTHER DORM HALL - CONTINUING
(NIGHT)
And float down here, finally stopping outside a
particular room.
The taller of the two raises his hand and
knocks.
INT. BOY'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING
(NIGHT)
Three distinct knocks on the door wake the boy. A
little confused, he climbs out of bed and pads across the room.
He opens the door.
They stand politely before him, horrors beyond
speaking of.
He cannot move, terror stretching his face -- and
the Footmen grab him, drag him back toward the bed. Hold him down.
Now he struggles, trying to shout for help, the
effort soundless, useless.
The Gentlemen float in, the door closing behind
them, and float to the bed. One on each side.
The smaller of the two opens his doctors bag and
withdraws a scalpel. He hands it to the taller.
They smile at each other, at the prospect of this
fine harvest.
The boy's mouth screams as they cut into his
chest.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT TWO
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