Buffy: Here vampires. Here, vampires. Where are you? Show your ugly
faces. Angel? Is that you? I know somebody's here. Come out,
come--(we see a metal bar from behind her swing and hit her head. She
falls to the ground, unconcious)
Scene: The next night at an abandoned warehouse where Spike, Druscilla,
and their vampire lackeys live. Angel and Xander are looking
for Buffy, since she didn't come to school that day, and think that
Spike and Dru might know where she is. They have been searching ever
since sundown and are worried.
Dru: (reading from her diary outloud while Angel and Xander are
present) My 'friend' Angel and I are having a little a little...um...
disagreement and I was wondering if you could talk some sense into him.
I didn't MEAN to kill Buffy... it just happened. The slayer was in the
way of Spike's plans, and he had a booboo, so I killed the naughty
slayer. (giggles) Bad slayer. Bad. Angelous wants to kill me now.
Aren't you proud of Daddy's girl? No one wants to play. They doesn't
like daisies. Do you like daisies? Pretty flowers... They die so
quickly. Everything I take care of dies.
Xander: Gosh, is anyone else sensing a pattern here?
Angel: Stop joking around, Dru. This is serious. What did you do with
Buffy?
Dru: I killed her. She's dead... or maybe I lost her. Why is my birdy
not singing? Sing, little birdy. Where's your pretty music? Spike,
everything I tend dies.
Spike: Everything but that bloody slayer. She's been a paie last time: Where's Buffy?
Spike: If I knew where the Bloody Slayer was, she'd be dead already!
Angel: (A Pause) Xander, come on. Let's go look for Buffy. (They turn
to go)
Dru: I've got a secret...
Spike: What is it, love?
Dru: I've got a secret...
Xander: Point taken. Angel, I thought you wanted to go.
Angel: (stares Dru down) Where is she?
Dru: (giggles) It's a secret. Slayer tastes good.
Spike: Love?
Angel: (Finally yelling) Where is she?
Dru: (smiles sadly and lifts blanket. Buffy is on the ground, lying
supposedly dead or close to it.) She didn't want to play...
Angel: Buffy! (lifts her limp body)
Buffy: Angel... (her eyes close, and she stops moving and breathing)
Angel: Buffy! (hugs her. After a few seconds of trying to wake her,
he gives up and carrys her into the darkness. In an instant, they are
both gone)
Xander: Is she-- you killed her didn't you?
Spike: (to Dru) He's good.
Xander: You-- you-- You better be glad that Buffy isn't here... well,
in a sense, I guess she is... but hey, don't change the subject or
anything. (Suddenly realizing that Angel is gone.) Angel? Man, I'm
gonna put a bell on that guy someday. (Looks at Spike, who is smiling
maliciously.) Hmm... well, it's been fun, but I think I'll just leave.
(races after Angel)
Dru: (watches him go) I want a snack.
Spike: Tonight, darling, tonight.
Scene: The library. Giles, Willow, and Cordelia are sitting around and
doing research. Willow is imagining all the bad things that could have
happened to Buffy.
Willow: And then, there could have been the return of the insect man.
Or maybe a cult! Oh, what if Angel can't get there in time? I'll shut
up now.
Giles: Yes, yes, that would be appreciated. Oh, look, here in this
book... it says that The Order Of Terak cannot be permanently killed.
It takes them about three months to revive.
Cordelia: Oh, goody. Has anyone seen Xander lately? (covering up)
Not that I care or anything.
Xander: (bursting in) Where's Angel?
Giles: Wasn't he with you?
Cordelia: See, he can't even keep track of a simple man. Geez, what a
moron.
Xander: (pants) We found Buffy--
Willow: Oh, yea! Why don't you seem happy?
Xander: Willow... (tries to control hiself) Buffy... she's... oh, god.
Willow: She's what? Happy to be found?
Giles: Oh, no. (buries his head in his arms.)
Cordelia: Gosh...
Willow: What's going on?
Giles: Willow, call Kendra. Tell her... tell her it's her turn. She's
the Slayer now.
Willow: Why? For it to be her turn, Buffy would have to be d--d-- oh.
Oh, no! Buffy's-- she can't--but--I'm going to faint now. Somebody
catch me.
Giles: No, Willow, this is no time for this. We need to know who
killed her. Are you sure she's dead?
Xander: She wasn't breathing, and it looked like all the CPR in the
world couldn't have saved her... not to mention Angel spiriting her off
like that. Oh, God, what are we gonna do?
Giles: Just... breathe. I know it's hard, but if someone killed her,
they're more powerful than the Master.
Xander: It was Dru.
Giles: Uh, oh.
Willow: Poor Buffy.
Angel: (Silently enters wearing his vampire face, lays Buffy on table)
Buffy...
Willow: Woah, um, Buffy's here.
Cordelia: (screams) AHHHHH!
Xander: (grimly) I know. Dead Buffy is kinda hard to swallow.
Cordelia: No! He's-- He's... AHHHHH!
Xander: What? Are the big, scary dead couple scaring you?
Cordelia: (points to Angel) He's a vampire!
Giles: Well, yes.
Willow: Didn't you know that?
Cordelia: No!
Willow: (turns to Angel) I'm sorry about your loss... I mean...
Buffy's dead... I mean... I'll shut up now.
Angel: I could use some help, here. (His vampire face goes away.)
Xander: What's with the face? Those nasty fleas biting again?
Angel: (obviously in pain) I had to fight my way here... they've
surrounded the library... Wasn't taking Buffy enough? (he sits heavily
in a chair, holding Buffy's hand)
Giles: Yes, I know. (pats him uncomfortably on the shoulder) She was
our freind, too.Well, uh, what do you need help with?
Angel: She still is your friend.
Xander: She's dead. 'Was' is the operative term.
Angel: She's alive.
Xander: Okay, Angel's gone bye-bye. How's everyone else holding up?
Willow: (checking Buffy's neck for a pulse) No, he's right! She has a
pulse!
Xander: That's impossible.
Cordelia: Ohmigod, this is just too wierd.
Xander: She's dead.
Giles: Willow, go get a blanket from the third drawer in my desk in my
office. And the first aid kit. (Willow runs to get the blanket and
kit)
Xander: Crazy vampire lady killed her.
Willow: (calling from office) Is that the left or the right side?
Xander: I was there. She died.
Giles: (going to help Willow) Here, let me look...
Xander: She's dead. (feels for a pulse) I don't feel anything.
Angel: (moves Xander's fingers to the correct spot on Buffy's neck
gently, more for Buffy's sake than sympathy for Xander's feelings) You
saw what they wanted you to see.
Xander: She should be dead. She is dead. This is just some wierd
dream.
Giles: (back with Willow with blanket. Willow is carrying the first
aid kit) Xander, do you know anything at all about first aid?
Xander: I know enough.
Giles: How much is that?
Xander: That we should dial 911 and start mourning, because this girl's
dead.
Angel: (covers Buffy with blanket.) Hold on, Buffy.
Giles: (trying to get rid of hysterical Cordelia and Xander, who is
hurting more than helping) Why don't you take Cordelia and um... go get
some... more blankets.
Cordelia: (still talking about Angel)But, he's a vampire!
Xander: Come on, lets leave the dead with the dead. (he pulls her out
of the library)
Willow: What's he mean by that? Oh... oh. But Buffy's not dead.
Giles: Technically, that's not true.
Angel: Her soul is gone.
Willow: But... wouldn't that make her... you know, sick... or
something? Gosh, what would it be like to not have a soul? Probably
empty and all gross and yucky and... (noticing Angel's pained glance)...
I'll shut up now.
Giles: If you want to be helpful, why don't you call Buffy's mother and
tell her that she's staying over at your house. Then look up the
Tos'keniv Legion in The Brown Book. This sounds like their handiwork.
Willow: Oo, this is serious... we're getting out The Brown Book. (goes
into Gile's office again to make the phone call.)
Giles: It's going to be sunrise in a few hours.
Angel: I can't just leave her like this. I need to stay.
Giles: (sighs) I expected as much. (A pause as they bandage the cuts
on Buffy's arms, face, neck, and legs.) You are going to need a place
to stay.
Angel: Yes. Out of the sun.
Giles: Where you won't be seen.
Angel: Where Spike and Dru won't look for me.
Giles: Hmm... You know, it IS a Saturday... (looks at watch)...
techinically.
Angel: Yes...
Giles: You could stay at the school... I guess. If you don't get
caught by the janitor. I've always been curious... do you, you know...
sleep?
Angel: I can.
Willow: (comes back with book) I found it. And made the call.
Giles: Wonderful. Now, look up the Tes'kinov Legion. It should be in
the 'Soul' section.
Willow: Soul... soul... soul... that should be under the 'S's.
Giles: Try the index.
Willow: Oh, yeah.
Scene: Xander and Cordelia are walking down the street. Cordelia is
panicked.
Cordelia: He's a vampire! That's distgusting!
Xander: Hey, it's not that bad... was that me?
Cordelia: I mean, he's a vampire, she's the slayer... does anyone else
see a problem with this?
Xander: Every day.
Cordelia: (angry) Why do I even talk to you? There's no intelligent
conversation that you can deal with. Everything's a joke to you.
Xander: (stops, suddenly angry) I'll have you know that not everything
is a joke with me!
Cordelia: (stops also) Oh, yeah? Like what?
Xander: I happen to take my pizza bagels very seriously.
Cordelia: You're such a jerk!
Xander: I can't believe I ever kissed you! (they are both nose to nose
now. They kiss passionately.)
Spike: (appears behind Xander)
Cordelia: (opening her eyes) AHHHH!
Xander: Gee, thanks.
Spike: Well, if it isn't one of the slayer's very special friends.
Xander: Ugh, it's Mr. tall, white, and ugly.
Cordelia: Oh, this has got to be the worst night of my life.
Xander: Yeah, and it's been great for Buffy, too. In case you hadn't
heard, she's dead.
Spike: Pity. (smiles)
Scene: The library. Giles and Willow are looking in books. Angel is
daubbing his wounded side with rubbing alcohol.
Willow: (closeing the book) This is my third book, down the drain. My
eyes are starting to hurt.
Giles: Well, there's good news and bad news. The good news is that
there is only one more book to look in.
Willow: And the bad news?
Giles: That is the bad news.
Willow: It sounds pretty good, right about now.
Angel: We better hurry. Buffy doesn't have much time left.
Giles: Oh, look, here's something. It says here that the Tes'kinov
Legion is a group of people steal souls. There is a complicated meathod
of putting souls into objects such as bottles, flasks... anything that
can hold somthing liquid without spilling it when shook.
Angel: They are without mercy. They hire out, but are hard to find.
Supposedly, they were all killed in the Crusades. My... Sire... taught
me that. A long time ago. They were... heartless. I don't know much
more, only that the separation of the soul from the body can only be
performed once on a single person. (frowns) But their prey doesn't
usually survive long enough to find this out.
Giles: Well. That was informative. It says here that to put the soul
back in the body, the bottle must be opened within 24 hours of the
separation. Any crack in the bottle will let the soul escape... so the
bottle has to be airtight.
Willow: So... some one has to go find a bottle.
Cordelia: (runs in, wide eyed) They took Xander!
Angel: Who?
Cordelia: What's HE doing here?
Willow: Oh, Angel? He's uh... uh... what ARE you doing?
Cordelia: He's a vampire! He's going to bite me, I know it.
Angel: Don't flatter yourself.
Giles: Cordelia, Angel is a good vampire.
Cordelia: There's no such thing. He's in on it!
Giles: In on what?
Willow: Hey, where's Xander?
Cordelia: Why don't you ask the vampire?
Willow: Okay, uh, Angel, where's Xander? Angel? Angel? (They look
for him, but he's gone.) Okay. Angel's gone. Great.
Giles: Buffy doesn't have very much time left. Where's Xander?
Cordelia: Spike took him.
Willow: Why would he want to do that?
Cordelia: I don't know! Why would I know? Ask Mr. Science over there!
(points at Giles. Both the girls look at Giles)
Giles: Well, it would be my guess that they need
to preform some kind of ceremony or something. He was there when Buffy
died... twice, actually. Though, the first time, she died with the
Master, and he just brought her back to life, but still. That has to
mean something.
Cordelia: (sits on chair with a thump) Great. Just great. (starts to
cry)
Willow: Oh, it'll be okay. Just... think about something else. Um,
have you seen that new movie that just came out? It's the classic 'guy
meets girl, guy loses girl, guy gets girl back' romance with a really
cute guy.
Cordelia: Cute... (she sobs) Xander...
Willow: Um, excuse me... but what were you doing when Spike came?
Cordelia: Nothing. (wipes her eyes) Nothing. (Willow and Giles
exchange a glance) What?
Scene: Spike and Dru are in the warehouse. Xander is unconcious in a
cage hanging from the ceiling.
Spike: So, when do you think our houseguest is going to wake up?
(pokes Xander) Wakey, wakey.
Dru: Rise and shine. (a pause) Why doesn't he wake up? I'm hungry,
Spike. Can I have a snack?
Spike: Not now, darling. We need him. The ceremony cannot go on
without him.
Dru: Just a little bite?
Spike: Later, honey, later. (He swoops her up in a crazy waltz. She
laughs with hysterical delight)
Scene: It is now revealed that Angel is hiding behind some boxes. A
teenager dressed in bluejeans and a t-shirt is crouched beside him. She
appears to be only about 15 years old.
Angel: Thanks for helping me out. I'm going to need all the help I can
get.
Diabolique: Hey, anything for an old friend. (smiles warmly) After
5,000 years, I think I can get a little time off work. Heaven's okay.
(a pause) You're all right. You know that? For a vamp you're an okay
guy. I missed you those years.
Angel: Thanks, Diab. That means a lot, coming from you.
Diabolique: (studying him) You really love her, don't you?
Angel: Yes. A lot.
Diabolique: Imagine, you, in love... that's actually a pretty funny
picture. You... in love... the loner... gosh, if she wasn't in trouble
right now, I'd laugh. (another pause, and the scene turns back to Spike
and Dru)
Dru: There's someone here. Very strong. She gives me the shivers.
Spike: ANOTHER blasted slayer? How may of the danged girls are there?
Dru: No, not a slayer...
Xander: (wakes up) Hey... (feels temple) Oh, yeah, that's gonna hurt
later.
Spike: Well, well, well, if it isn't our friend!
Xander: Are you talking to me? 'Cause I'm no friend of you.
Spike: Very nice. Just hang there for a while while my Dru and I set
up the sacrifice. (to Dru) Come on, darling.
Xander: (calling after them) Sacrifice? For me? Gosh, you shouldn't
have. (mutters) How do I get out of here?
Spike: (calling back) And don't bother escaping. I've set it up so
that the vampire gaurds here will kill any of your friends that try to
rescue you. Tough break, huh?
Xander: Yee-ha. Buffy! Help! Buffy! Help...somebody...anybody...
oh, shoot.
Diabolique: (reaching for her bag of stakes) This should be fun. I
haven't done anything like this since... since... oh, gosh, the
Crusades, maybe.
Angel: Okay, on the count of three... one, two...three!
Diabolique: (jumps up on a box with her bag full of stakes. yells)
Are you guys ready for this? I know I am. It's what I've been waiting
for all my life. (looks up) Hey! Need some help?
Xander: Uh, those are not your everyday hitmen/kidnappers.
Diabolique:I know. They're smaller. (a vampire charges her and she
throws a stake right in his heart) They fall eaisier, too. (he
disinegrates)
Xander: Well, okay, as long as you know what you're doing.
Angel: (stands up, smiles at Diabolique) You always were one for the
direct approach.
Diabolique: You want sublty, go find Teresa.
Xander: (seeing Angel) Angel! Buddy! Pal! (points to his cage door)
Open the door! Open the door! Please, before they sacrifice me to...
shut me up.
Diabolique: (to Angel) Cute friend. (Vampires attack. Diabolique and
Angel kill them all, with Diabolique killing most. She is a better
fighter than Buffy)
Angel: You get Xander out of there. I'll worry about the bottle.
Diabolique: Sure, give me the fun job. (grabs a robe from the floor
and ties a heavy weight to it as she looks up) Hey! Flyboy! Up in the
clouds!
Xander: (looks down) Who are you?
Diabolique: Angel's friend. Move!
Xander: As you can see, I'm stuck in here, sadly.
Diaboilique: To the corner. If you get hit by this, I'm not carrying
you.
Xander: (moves to the corner of the cage) What type of friend, souled
or not?
Diabolique: Depends when you ask me. (throws up the weighted end of
the rope. It hooks around a bar and Xander ties it down. She climbs up
the rope quickly and quietly. When she gets to the top, she climbs onto
the cage and starts to pick the lock of the door)
Xander: Are you okay?
Diabolique: Just don't tickle me. (The door swings open, and
Diabolique re-fastens the rope so it's possible to climb down without
climbing across the cage bottom. She scurries down) You can thank me
later.
Xander: Oh, no, I'm not climbing down that!
Diabolique: (mutters) Guys. (she gives him a Look)
Xander: Don't worry about me, the ground'll break my fall. (slides
down rope and gets rope burns) Oww! Ouch!
Diabolique: Shhh. (goes to Angel, who is rifling through all the stuff
looking for a bottle) Find it?
Xander: So, this isn't about me? Okay, I can take a hint.
Angel: It's not here!
Xander: (takes a glass bottle out of his pocket) Okay, it's not here,
now let's go!
Angel: But, it has to be here!
Diabolique: How about this? (holds up a bottle marked 'holy water')
Angel: (shivers) You try it! I can't.
Xander: What? What are we looking for?
Diabolique: (pops the cork and sniffs) No, this
really is holy water. (looks at watch and sighs) We have five minutes.
Angel: (growing frantic) It has to be here!
Xander: (playing with bottle, starts drumming it in his hand) What?
What?
Angel: (noticing bottle) Where did you get that?
Xander: When we first came, it was sitting on a box.
Diabolique: One minute.
Angel: Give it to me!
Xander: Hey, finders keepers. Why do you want it?
Diabolique: Just give the bottle to him.
Angel: That's the one that holds Buffy's soul! (he grabs at it. There
is a small struggle between Xander and Angel for the bottle, and Angel
finally gets it. He throws it on the ground to break it. Nothing
happens)
Diabolique: (jumping on the bottle over and over and counting down the
seconds)10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2--(the glass cracks the
tiniest bit and the bottle shatters, freed of its load)
Angel: Yea! (hugs Diabolique)
Xander: Did I just miss somthing, here?
Diabolique: Half an hour to sunrise. Can you make it back to the
library in time?
Angel: I'll make it.
Scene: Library. Giles, Cordelia, Xander, and Willow are sitting around
doing nothing. Buffy opens her eyes and looks around.
Buffy: What's going on. (holds head) Ouch.
Angel: (from shadows) Buffy! (he kisses her)
Buffy: I should wake up more often. What was that for?
Xander: I wish someone would tell me what's going on!
Willow: Xander, you're impossible! Gosh, and I thought I was clueless.
Buffy: Willow, you are.
Xander: (looks around) Hey, where'd supergirl go?
Buffy: Supergirl?
Xander: Yeah, the girl who rescued me from the cage.
Buffy: Xander was in a cage? Wait a minute, explain just how much I
missed.
Angel: Excuse me. (grabs Xander's arm and drags him outside the
library into the hall.
Xander: Ow, ow, easy on the merchandise! (shakes free of Angel's grip)
What? What?
Angel: I would appreciate it if you wouldn't mention Diabolique to
anyone.
Xander: Okay! Why not?
Angel: She's an old friend... and none of your buisness.
Xander: Hey, just curious? Is she... you know, a vamp?
Angel: Hardly. Let's just say that she's older than me, okay?
Xander: How much older?
Angel: Old enough. Drop the subject.
Xander: Okay. Why can't I mention her?
Angel: (glares at him) It's none of your buisness. (starts to go back
into the library)
Xander: Hey, man... I won't. And thanks for saving my hide back there.
Angel: I didn't, she did. But I'll tell her you're greatful.
Xander: You're okay... for a vampire.
Angel: Thanks.
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