Tabula Rasa
The ep begins with Buffy patrolling in the cemetery. She hears
a noise, or senses something, and whirls, stake upraised. It's Spike;
she makes a sort of, "Sorry," face and puts the stake
down.
"Can we talk?" he asks her, very subdued.
"Vocal cord-wise, yes," she says, plainly not happy.
"To each other--no." She turns and walks away from him.
He stays where he is.
"We have to talk," he says, firmly.
She stops, but doesn't turn around. VERY not happy, now. "About
what?" she says.
He does the head tilt. "We kissed, Buffy."
Still not looking at him. "So?" And she walks away again.
He follows her.
"We...we kissed, you and me," he says. "All Gone
With The Wind, with the rising music and the rising...music, and
what =was= that, Buffy?" He can't see her, but she's rolling
her eyes at this.
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"A spell?" she says. Snarky.
He catches her up and comes around to face her. "Oh, don't
get all prim and proper with me," he says. He gives her a knowing
smile. "I know what kind of girl you really are." His
voice changes, softens. "Don't I?" He knows she knows
he does.
She glares at him. "What we did is done. But I will never
kiss you, Spike. Never touch you, ever, EVER again."
He does the head tilt again. Not...quite...wanting to believe
her. And then she jumps him, knocking him to the ground about a
second ahead of a stake, which thuds into the tree behind him. She
lands on top of him. They both look to see who's flinging stakes.
It's the loan shark. Who's, you know, a -shark-. Along with a
couple of vamp minions. Spike wants to know what he wants.
"There are a lot of things I would like, Mr. Spike,"
the shark says, "A house in Bel Air. With a generously sized
swimming pool." He comes up to Spike and lays the stake against
his chest. "And, of course, the forty Siamese you owe me."
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"Take it easy," Spike says, "You'll get your kittens."
"Oh, I trust you, Mr. Spike," the shark says.
"Oh, God," Buffy interrupts. "What is it with you
guys? Why kittens? Why can't you use money like everyone else?"
Spike says he needs more time.
"Time, time...," the shark says, "Time is what
turns kittens into cats. I don't want to see anyone get hurt."
He turns and walks away. "Boys..."
The first vamp rushes Buffy and Spike. Buffy jumps up, grabs a
branch and kicks the vamp ass over teakettle, then drops to the
ground. "You'd better close your eyes," she says, and
shoves Spike out of the way when the vamps charge. She clobbers
them.
"Boss, I told you she was the Slayer," one of the minions
whines.
The shark is impressed, and asks if she's considered free-lance
work. Meanwhile, Spike does a fast fade.
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In the magic shop, Giles is trying to tell the Scoobies that he's
leaving, when Spike bursts in, sizzling. He's wearing the tweed
suit and one of those ear-flap hunting hats. "You have to give
me asylum!" he says. Xander mocks the outfit, and Spike says
it's a disguise; he's hiding from the shark.
Giles says he's leaving. Buffy starts to leave; she can't take
it any more. Willow's spell takes effect, and they all fall unconscious.
Hours later, they wake up. They don't know each other, and are
trying to figure out who they are. Some discussion, then, Giles
says, "I'm afraid we don't know a bloody thing. Except I'm
British. And a man. With glasses. Well, that narrows it down considerably."
Dawn is about to freak, Buffy comforts her.
Giles, trying to help, says, "We'll get our memory back and
it'll all be right as rain."
"Oh, listen to Mary Poppins," Spike says scornfully.
"He's got his crust all stiff and upper with that nancy-boy
accent. You Englishmen are always so..." He breaks off. "Bloody
hell," he says, "Sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers.
Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English."
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Giles puts his glasses back on. "Welcome to the nancy tribe,"
he says.
Spike looks at Giles. "You don't suppose you and I..."
Oh, this doesn't bear thinking on. "We're not related, are
we?"
Anya looks at them both. "There is a ruggedly handsome resemblance,"
she says. Giles preens.
"And you do inspire a particular feeling of familiarity,"
he tells Spike. "And...disappointment." He thinks. "Older
brother?"
Spike scoffs. "Father," he says, in a you-stupid-git
tone. "Oh, God, how I must hate you..."
"What did -I- do?" Giles asks, indignant.
"There's always something," Spike retorts. "And
what about the trollop?
"What!?" Anya yelps.
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"Her?" Giles says.
Spike gives him a look. "I saw you two. Sleeping together."
"Resting together!" Giles says hastily.
Anya holds out her left hand, showing her ring. "Look, it's
okay!" she says, "We're engaged."
"Oh," Giles says, and straightens his tie. He's engaged
to this hottie? Cool.
"Great," Spike says, "A tarty stepmom who's half
old Daddy's age."
"Tarty!" Anya says, offended.
"Old!" Giles is affronted. "I'm young enough to
still get carded!"
And Willow thinks of the driver's licenses.
They figure out who they are, except for Buffy, Dawn and Spike,
who don't have wallets. Buffy figures out Dawn's name from her necklace.
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Spike laughs when Giles tells them his name. "Rupert?"
he says. What a ridiculous name.
"You're not too old to put across my knee, =Sonny=,"
Giles snaps. "Anyway, what do I call you?"
Spike looks for some ID. He reads the label in the jacket: "Made
with care for Randy." It sinks in. "Randy Giles?!?"
he says, soooo not happy. "Why not just call me Horny Giles,
or Desperate-for-a-shag Giles? I knew there was a reason I hated
you!"
Giles, struggling not to laugh, replies, "Randy is a family
name. No doubt."
More discussion of how to find out what's wrong. They eventually
decide that they need to go to a hospital. How are they to get there,
though?
"Dad can drive," Spike offers. "He's bound to have
some midlife crisis kind of transport. Something red. Shiny. Shaped
like a penis."
They head out, but are met by vamps at the door. Everyone screams.
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The vamps break in. One goes for Buffy, and one for Spike. The
one holding Buffy is copping a feel. The other one slams Spike against
the bookcase and demands the kittens. He's about to rough Spike
up when Buffy gets loose.
"Hey!" she says, brandishing a stake that Spike had
brough in, "Stay away from Randy!" And she dusts the vamp.
Everyone is amazed. "It was SO COOL!" Buffy says. She
tells the gang to escape through the tunnels while she and "Randy"
decoy the vamps.
As they are about to leave, Giles calls Spike. "Son,"
he says, "er, come here. Please." Spike does, and they
hug awkwardly, with much back thumping.
Buffy and Spike go out, bursting through the vamp line. They fight,
and Spike vamps out, flinging one of the minions through the air
about twenty feet. "Hey," he says, delighted, "I'm
a superhero too!" Buffy sees his face and runs away. Spike
fights free and follows her.
"Wait up," he calls when he catches up to her, several
blocks away. She grabs him and flips him onto a lawn, then pins
him down by straddling him.
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"Hey, what are you doing?!" he says. He's still in vamp
face, but doesn't seem to realize it. She sees this.
"You don't know who you are," she says, a little surprised.
"Right," he says. DUH. "None of us do, and we're
being chased by..."
"You're a vampire," she says, cutting him off.
He's appalled. "How can you s... I...me...a vampire? No!"
"Check the lumpies," she says. "And the teeth."
He does. Yep; he's a vampire.
Buffy looks down at him. "I kill your kind," she says.
"And I bite yours," Spike replies. He looks puzzled.
"So how come I don't want to bite you? And why am I fighting
other vampires?" He thinks about that for a bit. "I must
be a noble vampire," he says, sitting up a little. He seems
happy with this revelation. "A good guy. On a mission of redemption.
I help the helpless. I'm a vampire with a soul."
Buffy raises her eyebrows. "A vampire with a soul?"
she says. "Oh, my -God-, how lame is that?"
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She lets him up offscreen, during a cut to the Scoobies.
When we come back to them, he's pacing, trying to suss it all
out. "I'm a hero, really," he says. "I mean, to be
cast such an ugly lot in life, and then to rise above it, to seek
out better, nobler things--it's inspirational, innit?" This
has apparently been going on for a while; Buffy is to the eye-rolling
stage. He doesn't notice, and continues. "And the two of us,
natural enemeies, thrown together to stand against the forces of
darkness! Lot of trust. No thought of me biging you, no thought
of you staking me..."
Buffy breaks in. "That depends on how long you keep on yapping."
The vamps and the Shark arrive. Fighting ensues; Spike stakes
one, Buffy stakes one, he grabs one and holds him for her to whale
on.
When the spell is broken, they're in mid-fight. Buffy stops as
it all comes flooding back. She can't do anything, and one of the
vamps knocks her down. Spike, busy with two other vamps, tries to
get to her, going into high fighting gear. The vamp is kicking the
crap out of her; she manages to kick him away, and toward Spike.
He stakes the remaining vamps, and the Shark, who's been watching
the whole fight, comes up to him. He's obviously impressed and a
little intimidated by Spike's prowess.
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"You're an odd duck, Mr. Spike," he says. "Fighting
your own kind, palling around with the Slayer, and whoa, that suit!
Chutzpah must be your middle name. Umm, hey, look, about our little
debt problem... It's okay, I don't need the kittens..."
Spike grabs him by the very shiny shirtfront. "You'll get
paid," he growls. "I'm no welsher." He's ticked at
the slur the Shark has made.
"Right, sure," the Shark says nervously, "You're
good for it, I know that." Spike lets him go. "I'm just
going to..." And he beats a retreat.
Spike goes over to Buffy, still on the ground. He offers his hand
to help her up. "You all right?" he says. She doesn't
answer, but gets up on her own, refusing his help, and stalks off.
He looks after her and sighs.
In the Bronze, Buffy is sitting alone at the bar, listening to
the singer. We see her from the bartender's POV, across the bar.
To her right, about thirty feet away, are the stairs to the upper
level. She doesn't have a drink; she's just sitting there, staring.
A shadow falls over her; it's Spike. She turns to look at him. He
looks at her, a silent plea for her to say something, anything,
but she doesn't. He looks as though he might speak, but she turns
her head away when she sees it, refusing to listen. The hurt is
plain in his face, but he sets his jaw, turns and walks away, toward
the stairs. (We see him take seven or eight steps, which is almost
to the stairs.) As he goes, we hear these lyrics:
It hurts to want everything And nothing at the same time. I want
wha'ts yours And I want what's mine. I want you, but I'm not giving
in this time... Goodbye to you...
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We're in the Bronze until the last line, and then we cut to Tara,
leaving the Summers house. Willow, sitting in the bathroom, miserable.
Giles, on the plane to England.
And then we're back in the Bronze. People everywhere, and we pan
around to the back of the stairs. Buffy is there with Spike, kissing
him. She didn't let him get fifty feet before she went after him.
They're not in full body contact--his hand is on her hip, her hand
is on his hip, and they're touching each others' upper arm with
their other hands. They're not quite to desperate, but it's headed
there. They break apart for a second--she has to breathe. Then she
leans in for another kiss. Her hand comes up to rest on his back,
almost around his neck. She pulls back for another quick breath,
and kisses him again.
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Dori
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