Prologue:
7 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - NIGHT
There's a knocking at the front door. Xander comes out of his bedroom, groggy
and grouchy. The knocking continues.
XANDER
(sighs) OK, OK, I'm coming. I'm up. It's 4:30 in the morning. Sweet
mamalooshin. (through door) Who is it?
BUFFY
It's me.
XANDER
(opens door) Buffy?
BUFFY
(walks inside hurriedly) Where's Spike?
XANDER
Spike?
BUFFY
Spike. Xander, is he here?
XANDER
No, he's out. At least he was when I got home.
BUFFY
Any idea where he went?
XANDER
I don't know, creature of the night, Buff. He's probably out creaturing. (Buffy
looks out the window) Why, what happened? Is he in trouble?
BUFFY
I hope not.
Cut to:
8 INT. BASEMENT
- NIGHT
Spike's humming a song to himself, digging a hole in the dirt basement floor.
He stops, dusts off his hands and looks down. Pan over to show the young woman
he killed in the previous episode. He grabs her up by her jacket collar, looks
her in the face, and callously throws her into the grave. He buries her in the
dirt, still humming.
Fade to black.
ACT I:
9 INT. FLAT IN
ENGLAND - DAY
A middle-aged man comes into his apartment, reading a book. When he looks up,
he notices that the place has been broken into. There's a broken flower vase,
plus furniture is disarranged.
MAN
Nora? Nora?
He walks into the next room and sees a teenage girl lying on the floor,
apparently stabbed in the back. She's not moving. The man looks stunned
momentarily, then someone cloaked in a full-length hooded black robe tries to
stab him with a silver curved dagger. The man's reflexes are quick, though,
and he blocks with his briefcase. He runs to grab a sword from his collection,
but is attacked from behind by another robed person. He falls to the ground,
landing next to the young girl.
Cut to:
10 INT. BUFFY'S
HOUSE - NIGHT
Willow comes home hurriedly through the front door.
WILLOW
Buffy? (starts to go upstairs)
From the living room, Dawn answers. She's sitting on the floor in front
of the couch, hugging a pillow, amid the destruction from her earlier
encounter.
DAWN
She's not here.
WILLOW
Dawn? Oh my God. (goes to her side) What're you— Dawn, what happened here?
What— You're cut.
DAWN
I'm all right.
WILLOW
Let me see, make sure. (turns her face to inspect it)
DAWN
I saw Mom.
WILLOW
What?
DAWN
She was here, Willow. I saw her. She was here, and she spoke to me.
WILLOW
Oh, sweetie.
DAWN
No, she was right here, and—and then she wasn't. She—
WILLOW
It wasn't her.
DAWN
What?
WILLOW
At least, I don't think. I-I saw something too, and it looked like... someone
else, but it wasn't.
DAWN
I don't understand.
WILLOW
It's the Big Bad, Dawn. The one we knew was coming.
DAWN
But, that's what she said. Mom, she said that things were coming, that things
were on their way, and that she loves us. So, it had to be her, right? I mean,
her warning was true.
WILLOW
(shakes head) I don't know. I just don't think we can trust anything right now.
DAWN
So maybe the evil thing messing with you was here too. Only maybe it was the
thing trying to keep mom away. 'Cause she was trying to protect me. Maybe.
Cut to:
11 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - NIGHT
Xander's making himself a cup of coffee while chatting with Buffy.
XANDER
Why would a vampire lie about who sired him. What's that? Some kind of status
symbol for the undead. My sire can beat up your sire. (sits)
BUFFY
I'm not saying I don't believe him.
XANDER
You just don't want to. OK, let's look at this objectively. Figure it out in a
cold, impersonal, CSI-like manner 'cause we're a couple of carpet fibers away
from a case.
BUFFY
Spike can't be the one doing this. He couldn't if he wanted to.
XANDER
Why not?
BUFFY
Well, for one thing, pain chip, remember? He can't hurt anyone.
XANDER
Didn't stop him from hurting you. (Buffy looks away) Hey, objective here.
Maybe the chip's not working anymore.
BUFFY
Oh, it's working. I've seen it.
XANDER
Is it? Or is that what Spike wants you to think?
BUFFY
You think it's an act?
XANDER
I don't really know. And neither do you.
BUFFY
No, mm-mmm. There's something. I-I can feel it. He's different. He's changed.
And, if it is an act, then the Oscar goes to...
Spike comes in the front door, and Buffy and Xander both stare at him.
He stops in his tracks.
SPIKE
Well, this can't be good. You here at this hour. There trouble?
BUFFY
No, no trouble. I was just— Uh, we were just—
SPIKE
(nods) Right. (shuts door) None of my business. No worries. (starts walking to
his room)
BUFFY
(walks up to him) Spike, I— How was your night?
SPIKE
'S all right. And yours? Did you, uh, bag any baddies?
BUFFY
One. Vampire. Uh, someone I used to know, actually, a little. Holden. Holden
Webster.
SPIKE
You knew him, huh? (walks closer to her) That must've been a picnic.
BUFFY
Yeah.
SPIKE
Well, I'm gonna turn in before I drop. (goes to his room) G'night. (closes
door behind him)
XANDER
(stands) You see that? You see how he reacted when you mentioned Webs? Cool as
Cool Whip. What's up with that?
BUFFY
The sun's coming up. I need to get home and check on Dawn. We need to keep an
eye on Spike.
XANDER
Whoa, whoa, whoa. When you say we you mean me. And me's gotta go to work. I
got a big client meeting in a couple of hours.
BUFFY
Xander, this is serious. We cannot let him leave this house until we know if
he's killing again. We need to find someone that can watch him.
Cut to:
11 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - DAY
Anya's at Xander's apartment, and she's a little upset with him. Xander's
opening all the blinds in the living room area.
ANYA
Uh-uh. Forget it, Harris.
XANDER
Come on, Anya. You said you'd do it on the phone.
ANYA
Yeah, but that— (lowers her voice) That was before you told me Spike's
killing again, and now you want me to be alone with him?
XANDER
You didn't mind being alone with him before.
ANYA
What was that?
XANDER
Nothing. Look, we don't actually know that he's killed anyone. You know,
lately. Might all just be a mistake.
ANYA
Yeah, but you don't think so. OK, have you searched his room for clues?
Trophies from victims? Killers like to keep trophies sometimes. Scalps,
necklaces made from human teeth.
XANDER
You know, it didn't occur to me to look, but thanks for the tip. OK, so you'll
be safe in here. Plenty of sunlight for you to hide in. (tries to leave)
ANYA
(follows him) What? That's it? You're not at least gonna like leave me a
crossbow or a flame thrower? Something to protect myself?
XANDER
We don't want him to know we suspect anything. Besides if he tries to leave, I
don't want you confronting him. Call Buffy and just let her know that he's on
the move. You're gonna be fine. (grabs his hard hat and briefcase)
ANYA
Better be, because if I get vamped, I'm gonna bite your ass.
XANDER
(walks out the door) Wouldn't be the first time. (smiles, closes door)
ANYA
What was that?
Cut to:
12 INT. UPSTAIRS
AT BUFFY'S HOUSE - DAY
Willow's quietly closing the door to Dawn's room. Buffy runs up the stairs
yelling.
BUFFY
Dawn? Dawn!
WILLOW
(softly) Buffy, it's OK. She's OK. Not hurt. She's just exhausted. Finally
fell off to sleep.
BUFFY
What the hell happened? Downstairs looks like—
WILLOW
Hell happened? Yeah. This big evil that's been promising to devour us—well I
think it's started chomping.
BUFFY
Oh, God. And it started with Dawn?
WILLOW
Both of us. Buffy, this thing knows us. It made us think that we were talking
to people we knew. Mine said it came with a message from Tara. But Dawn
actually saw... your Mother. This thing—it had me for a while—I mean,
before it started letting loose with the pulse-pounding terror. But before
that, the lies were very convincing. It just seems real.
BUFFY
Lies.
WILLOW
I mean maybe—maybe to confuse us, to mess us up. Or maybe just to be cool.
BUFFY
Vampire I killed last night told me Spike sired him—two nights ago.
WILLOW
Well, that's impossible, right? So maybe it was another one. A fake-out. You
got one too. It wasn't a real vamp.
BUFFY
It dusted real enough.
WILLOW
Buffy, do you think Spike is—
BUFFY
I can't. (sighs) I hope not. But if I'm wrong and he is, then I have to see it
for myself. I have to be there to stop it.
Fade to black.
ACT II:
13 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - DAY
Anya's at Xander's apartment, and she's sitting on the couch near the windows
in the living room area. The sun's not shining as brightly through the windows.
Anya's staring at Spike's door. She stands, sighs, and saunters closer to it.
Cut to:
14 INT. SPIKE'S
ROOM AT XANDER'S APARTMENT - DAY
Anya sneaks into Spike's room quietly, holding a stake in her hand. Spike's
sleeping shirtless in the bed. She sneaks over to his dresser and goes through
each drawer looking for something. The shot shows that Spike's wearing nothing
under the sheets. Anya goes through his pants which are on the bed, then
through his shirt which is on the floor. He rolls over, and she continues
rifling through his stuff. He wakes and grabs her wrist. She's frozen in panic.
SPIKE
Anya, do be specific and tell a fellow just exactly what you're doing here.
ANYA
Well, Spike... I'm here, obviously... for...um...sex.
SPIKE
(sits up, retracts) Uh, beg pardon.
ANYA
(kneels beside bed, holding stake) You and me. Here and now. Let's go. Let's...
get it on, you big bad boy.
SPIKE
Wait, wait, Anya. Just a minute. This is not exactly—is that a stake?
ANYA
Yes. Kinky. (puts the stake down)
SPIKE
Uh, well, yeah, but what do you—?
ANYA
Shh. (presses her finger to his lips) No questions. No talking. I can't help
it. I can't stop thinking about you and us and our brief but unforgettable
time together. I mean, it's—why else would I be here? I mean, it's not like
I'm snooping around looking for proof that you're some sort of wacked out
serial killer. (laughs) I don't know why I said that. Forget I said that. It's
craziness talking. It's just nerves. Nerves. Nerves and-and horniness. Oh,
just shut up, William, and take me. Take me now. (breathes hard)
Anya has slowly inched closer and closer to him while she talked. She
leans over his chest, and kisses his neck. Spike has backed away as far as he
can, but there's a wall preventing further retreat, so he just lies there,
still and unresponsive. Anya notices the utter lack of reciprocation and sits
up.
SPIKE
(sighs) Anya.
ANYA
Hmm?
SPIKE
It's not that I'm not tempted. Obviously, if things were different, you're a
ripe catch.
ANYA
I got it. No problem, I understand. (beat) You think I'm fat.
SPIKE
What?
ANYA
Well, it's either that or the haircut.
SPIKE
Ridiculous. The do's quite fetching.
ANYA
Oh, right. Now you like the haircut.
SPIKE
Love it.
ANYA
Sure, as a friend.
SPIKE
Anya.
ANYA
You know, you were a lot more fun when you didn't have a soul.
SPIKE
Oh, come on. Now, I've just explained to you—
ANYA
All I'm saying is soulless Spike would have had me upside down and half way to
happy land by now.
SPIKE
I need my pants.
Anya throws him his pants poutily, but she doesn't move.
Cut to:
15 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - DAY
Still pouting, Anya's sitting in Xander's easy chair, reading a magazine near
a floor lamp. Spike comes out of his room, clothed, buttoning his shirt.
SPIKE
Didn't mean to hurt your feelings, luv.
ANYA
(pouts, doesn't look at him) Who's hurt. I'm fine.
SPIKE
Right. Look, uh, I got things to do.
ANYA
Don't stick around on my account.
Spike walks out of the apartment. Once he's gone, Anya puts down the
magazine and picks up the phone.
ANYA
(dials phone) It's me. He's leaving.
Cut to:
16 EXT. SUNNYDALE
PROMENADE - NIGHT
There's lots of people bustling about in the streets. A musician is playing
his harmonica on the corner. As Spike passes him, the song changes, and Spike
starts humming along. Buffy's only a few paces behind, following Spike. The
crowd is dense, and he's difficult for her to follow. She watches him go up to
a young woman in line to get into a club. He whispers in her ear, and she
walks off with him, hand in hand. Buffy tries to follow, but it's getting more
difficult. Spike's got his arm around the young woman now.
YOUNG WOMAN
So, um, what kind of name is Spike?
Buffy's lost him in the crowd now, looking around hoping to spot him
again.
Cut to:
17 EXT. ALLEY
NEAR SUNNYDALE PROMENADE - NIGHT
Spike's led the young woman into an alley.
YOUNG WOMAN
What—are you gonna make me guess? (giggles) All right. (they stop walking
and embrace, face to face) I'll guess you're a little bit bad, huh? (she
kisses him)
Buffy's getting worried. She walks faster and faster until she's at a
jog.
YOUNG WOMAN
Am I right? Are you a bad boy? 'Cause I don't mind. You know, I was getting
pretty bored waiting over there in that line. (nuzzles him) I hate waiting. (kisses
his neck, he sighs) Know what I mean?
As Spike's kissing the young woman's neck where he would bite her, Buffy
walks into the alley. Spike's eyes widen, and he looks up at her.
BUFFY
You know you want it. You know I want you to.
YOUNG WOMAN
(following his glance, but seeing no one there) Um, is everything— (he vamps,
she screams, he bites her)
BUFFY
(smiles) There's my guy.
Fade to black.
ACT III:
18 EXT. ALLEY
NEAR SUNNYDALE PROMENADE - NIGHT
Spike's biting the young woman, while Buffy looks on.
BUFFY
Now, doesn't that feel better?
Spike's face de-vamps, and he looks up at Buffy covered in blood. He
drops the young woman, stares at Buffy, shudders, and runs away. Buffy smiles
and morphs into Spike.
SPIKE-2
How could you use a poor maiden so?
Cut to:
19 INT. SPIKE'S
BEDROOM AT XANDER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Buffy storms into Spike's bedroom, and throws him out of bed. He lands on the
floor next to the bed.
BUFFY
Did you kill her?
SPIKE
What?
BUFFY
The girl. Last night.
SPIKE
What girl? (turns on light) What are you talking about?
BUFFY
I caught the first act. I missed the curtain call. Did you kill her? Did you
turn her? Is she one of your kind now?
SPIKE
Did-did you—are you following me?
BUFFY
Answer the question. Where is she?
SPIKE
(stands) Who knows? I talked to her is all.
BUFFY
Really. (crosses arms) Looked like more than talking to me.
SPIKE
Well, I certainly didn't off her. Where are you getting this? (grabs a shirt)
You know I can't.
BUFFY
Right. The chip.
SPIKE
(incensed) No, not the chip! Not the chip, dammit. You honestly think I'd go
to the end of the underworld and back to get my soul and then— (sighs,
shakes head) Buffy, I can barely live with what I did. It haunts me. All of
it. If you think that I would add to the body count now, you are crazy.
BUFFY
So, what—you just troll the Promenade looking for drunk co-eds cause you're
hungry for conversation?
SPIKE
(laughs) Oh, is that what this is? Right.
BUFFY
What?
SPIKE
You're jealous!
BUFFY
Don't play games. Not now.
SPIKE
(puts on shirt) Yeah, you saw me chatting up another bird, giving the eye to
somebody else. Touched a nerve, didn't it?
BUFFY
Don't flatter yourself.
SPIKE
It burns, huh? But you can't admit it, so you trump up some charge about me
being back on the juice.
BUFFY
This vampire I killed told me—
SPIKE
Told you what? That I go out? Yeah, I talk to people. Women. Talk to them
'cause I can't talk to you.
BUFFY
Oh, Spike, save it.
SPIKE
As daft a notion as "Soulful Spike the Killer" is, it is nothing
compared to the idea that another girl could mean anything to me. This chip—they
did to me. I couldn't help it. But the soul, I got on my own—for you.
BUFFY
I know.
SPIKE
So, yeah. I go and pass the time... with someone. But that's all it is is
time, 'cause—God, help me, Buffy—it's still all about you.
BUFFY
Spike, this vampire told me you sired him.
SPIKE
That doesn't mean—
BUFFY
He said you killed him. Dumped him in a parking lot somewhere.
SPIKE
And you believe him? Vampires aren't—
BUFFY
I did follow you last night, and you know what? You didn't look lonely or
casual to me. You looked like you were on the prowl.
SPIKE
You can't know that.
BUFFY
So, then, tell me. Tell me what happened. You talked to her, then what?
SPIKE
We talked. That's all I remember.
BUFFY
All you remember?
SPIKE
I don't know. I go out. I talk to people or I don't. It's boring. It all
bleeds together.
BUFFY
Well, if you seem to forget that much, then—
SPIKE
Not that. The taste of human blood. That, I'd remember.
BUFFY
You were camped out on the hell mouth talking to invisible people. Recently.
How can you be sure of—
SPIKE
No! You are wrong. You've got an accusation from a pile of dust and not a
shred of proof.
BUFFY
So, I'll get some. (leaves the room)
Cut to:
20 INT. BUFFY'S
HOUSE - DAY
Willow's on the laptop, and Anya's looking through the bookcase. Buffy and
Dawn are standing nearby.
BUFFY
OK, guys, find me some evidence that he did this.
ANYA
Really? Are you sure that's what you want.
BUFFY
Find me the proof that he didn't. (Anya sits at table near Willow)
DAWN
You only think Spike is turning people 'cause that vampire told you so, right?
But that night we were all told things that weren't true.
WILLOW
Maybe.
DAWN
What? What maybe.
WILLOW
Well, just because those weren't the spirits of, you know, our people—just
because it was some evil thing, doesn't mean what they said can't be true.
ANYA
I used to tell the truth all the time when I was evil.
BUFFY
Look, we can't assume anything. We need hard facts.
ANYA
Well, if Spike is biting people again, should there be more dead people with
neck trauma? Right? We can find that.
WILLOW
No.
ANYA
No, we can't find that? But that's easy. That computer's a moron.
WILLOW
I mean, no, there's not really an increase in neck injuries, but...
BUFFY
But what?
WILLOW
Oh. Missing people. Eight, maybe. Oh, ten of them. No bodies, they're just
missing. Mostly young. Lots of girls.
DAWN
So, it's true? What that vampire told Buffy turned out to be true.
BUFFY
Maybe. But it still doesn't prove that it's Spike. Right now, he's the only
one who knows for sure.
Cut to:
21 INT. SPIKE'S
BEDROOM AT XANDER'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Spike's getting ready to go out, when he puts on his jacket. He feels
something in his pocket—it's the pack of cigarettes one of the young women
gave him earlier. Holding it, he flashes back to meeting her at the bar and
killing her. He stares at the cigarettes, shocked.
Cut to:
22 INT. XANDER'S
APARTMENT - NIGHT
Xander's watching television and drinking beer. Spike comes out of his room
and heads for the door, but Xander blocks his way.
XANDER
No, no, no. You're not going out.
SPIKE
I have to go.
XANDER
Buffy was very clear about the not leaving of you.
SPIKE
I know what the Slayer told you. It's not true. Now let me go, and I'll find a
way to prove it.
XANDER
OK, I'm gonna list the reasons that won't happen. One— (Spike punches hi in
the nose, knocking him out)
SPIKE
Ow! (Spike leaves the apartment)
Cut to:
23 INT. BRONZE
NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT
Aimee Mann performs her song "Pavlov's Bells" on stage at The
Bronze.
AIMEE MANN
(singing) This is how it goes. You'll get angry at yourself. And think you can
think of something else, and I'll hear the clanging of the bells, 'cause I
can't stop you, baby. 'Cause I don't have a bribery in place, no bright shiny
surface to my face, so I won't go near the marketplace with what I'm selling
lately 'cause this is how it goes...
Spike's talking to the bartender.
SPIKE
She had blonde hair. A nice looking girl. I was here talking with her.
Spike's talking to a waitress.
SPIKE
The other night. I was looking for someone who might've seen her.
WAITRESS
No, sorry. (Spike sighs)
AIMEE MANN
(singing) This is how it goes. It's all about shame and whatever they want,
don't tell 'em your name.
Spike looks around the club, and finally walks upstairs.
Cut to:
24 INT. BUFFY'S
HOUSE - NIGHT
Buffy's talking on the phone with Xander.
BUFFY
He hit you?
XANDER
(holding an ice pack to his face) Knocked me out. He's been gone at least half
an hour.
BUFFY
Any idea where he's headed?
Cut to:
25 INT. BRONZE
NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT
Aimee Mann's singing "Pavlov's Bell" in the background. Spike's
sitting in a chair on the upstairs catwalk at the Bronze, drinking from a
flask. A pretty young woman comes up to him to talk.
YOUNG WOMAN
One of them take your wallet?
SPIKE
What's that?
YOUNG WOMAN
The way you're scanning that crowd—you look like you're out for blood.
SPIKE
I'm just looking for a certain bird I met here the other night.
YOUNG WOMAN
Hmm, (touches his shoulders) was it me?
SPIKE
Sorry, luv. Don't think so.
YOUNG WOMAN
Not even if I ask nice? Or are you the type that has to be convinced. (sits
next to him)
SPIKE
Friendly warning, pet. I'm the type best left alone.
YOUNG WOMAN
Huh. I get it. You'd rather I slip into something more comfortable. (she's
vamp visage now) Should we pick off the crowd one-by-one, or block the exits
and ravish the place?
SPIKE
Get away from me.
YOUNG WOMAN
What's with the wallflower act? You didn't seem so shy when you were biting
me. I'm not asking if you wanna be soul mates, just figured you'd wanna have
some fun. (looks into crowd) I take him, you take her—or the other way
around. Whatever.
SPIKE
(grabs her) No, you're lying! (she punches him, he pushes her to the ground)
YOUNG WOMAN
Is that all I was to you—a one-bite stand?
Spike and the vampire fight on the catwalk. She takes a vase and tries
to stab him with it, but he wrestles it away from her and stabs her with it
instead.
AIMEE MANN
(singing) Because nobody knows that's how I nearly fell trading clothes and
ringing Pavolv's bell but rarely shows it well. Well, well, well. Because
nobody knows that's how I nearly fell trading clothes and ringing Pavolv's
bell—
The vampire woman falls off of the catwalk, landing in the middle of the
crowd before turning to dust right in front of their eyes. The music stops,
and everyone stares. Then the music starts up again.
Cut to:
26 EXT. NIGHT
CLUB - NIGHT
There's a long line outside of the club, and a bouncer guarding the entrance.
Buffy walks up to him.
BOUNCER
Hey, sweetheart. If you wanna go in, go ahead. (holds door for her)
BUFFY
Oh, uh, actually, I need some help. I'm looking for this guy. Bleach-blonde
hair, leather jacket, British accent? Kind of sallow, but in a hot way?
BOUNCER
Yeah, yeah, I know the guy. Billy Idol wannabe?
BUFFY
Actually, Billy Idol stole his look from—never mind. Has he been here?
BOUNCER
This guy your boyfriend or something?
BUFFY
No, I-I just—I need to find him, as soon as possible.
BOUNCER
Yeah, he comes in here a lot lately. Every night leaves with a different girl.
Chicks like Billy Idol.
BUFFY
(looks upset) How many girls?
BOUNCER
Look, this guy—this not your boyfriend guy—if I were you, I'd lose him.
He's a real player.
Cut to:
27 INT. BRONZE
NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT
Spike's walking to the back of the bar to use the pay phone. Aimee Mann and
her band are exiting the stage.
AIMEE MANN
(to band member) Man, I hate playing vampire towns.
Spike dials the phone.
SPIKE
(to phone) Hello? It's me. I'm seeing— I think I'm remembering. I think I've
done some very bad things.
BUFFY
(on cell phone) Where are you?
SPIKE
I need—I need to see you. There's a house. 634 Hoffman Terrace.
BUFFY
I'll meet you.
Buffy and Spike hang up their phones. When Spike turns around, there's
another Spike standing there, talking to him.
SPIKE-2
You shouldn't have done that. It's not time yet. Not nearly. You're going
against the plan, but we can make it work.
Spike looks scared and confused.
Fade to black.
ACT IV:
28 INT. BASEMENT
OF SPIKE'S HOUSE - NIGHT
This is an enormous brick Tudor style home. Spike's walking into the basement,
followed by Buffy.
SPIKE
Down here. (Buffy hesitates at the top of the stairs) You won't come down? I
understand. It's a risky proposition.
SPIKE-2
(blocking Spike's way) There's an order. The slayer's not in order. But it
can't hurt to play. Get your claws in the mouse, you know?
SPIKE
You are not here.
BUFFY
(comes down the stairs) All right. What do you want to show me?
SPIKE
I've been remembering. The girl. I walked her home. The one you saw. And the
one before that. And I think I killed her. And I think I—I think I killed
the lady who lived here. And there might be others.
BUFFY
Oh, my God.
SPIKE
(walks to center of the room, Buffy follows) Here. I-I think I buried them
here.
BUFFY
Spike, why?
SPIKE
Well, I don't know, do I? I don't even know how. Shouldn't be able—
Spike-2 seems to be visible only to Spike. He's pacing in the
background, and starts to sing the same song Spike was humming at the
beginning of the episode and that the harmonica guy played.
SPIKE-2
(singing) Early one morning, just as the sun was rising, I heard the fair maid
sing in the valley down below. Oh, don't deceive me. Oh never leave me. (sits
on stairs) How could you use a poor maid so?
As Spike-2 sings, Spike is distracted, mesmerized by the song, unable to
respond to Buffy, who's trying to get his attention.
BUFFY
What? What is it? Spike!
Spike vamps out and attacks Buffy. She had a stake pointed at him, but
he wrenches it out of her hand and throws it away behind him, shattering
nearby bottles. Buffy throws him across the room.
BUFFY
What are you doing?
He grabs a shard of glass and swings it at her, cutting her shoulder.
BUFFY
Oh!
Buffy fights with him, and pushes him to the ground.
BUFFY
Spike, listen to me, you don't want to do this. (he pushes her away)
SPIKE-2
And it's just about to get fun.
Vampires start rising from the basement floor, coming for Buffy.
BUFFY
Oh, God!
Buffy fights the vampires, who have taken tools from the basement to
fight her with. Spike-2 is talking to Spike.
SPIKE-2
You know what I want you to do.
Buffy continues to fight the vampires, but they manage to get a hold on
her, one on each arm, holding her up for Spike.
SPIKE-2
They're waiting for you. Take her, taste her, make her weak.
Spike stands, and walks toward Buffy menacingly.
BUFFY
Spike, no!
Spike puts his face near hers, on each side of her neck, but opts to
suck from her open shoulder wound he created earlier by cutting her with the
glass. As he mouths her, he flashes back to all the things he's
done—killing, burying, and all the rest.
SPIKE
(in human face) I remember.
Spike's horrified. His face is one of complete shock and disbelief that
he could have actually done those things. He recoils from Buffy, staggering
back to the far end of the room. Buffy fights her way free of the vampires'
grip. She uses the wooden handle of a garden tool to stake the vampires.
Meanwhile, Spike's hiding in a cubbyhole at the back end of the basement,
covering his head with his hands. Spike-2 is crouched near him, talking to
him.
SPIKE-2
You failed them. Now she's gonna kill you. You lose, mate.
An elderly vampire is having difficulty rising from the grave, only able
to get her hand out of the dirt. Buffy grabs her hand, pulls her up, and
stakes her.
BUFFY
Sorry, ma'am, but it's my job.
Buffy walks over to Spike, still carrying the wooden handle. She stands
in front of him. He looks at her, knowing his fate, and scoots out of the
cubbyhole he was hiding in. He holds open his shirt. He's crying.
SPIKE
Do it fast, OK? He said you'd do it.
BUFFY
Who said?
SPIKE
Me. It was me. I saw it. I was here the whole time, talking and singing.
(sobs) There was a song.
BUFFY
What are you talking about?
SPIKE
I don't know. Please, I don't remember. Don't make me remember. (to invisible
person) Make it so I forget again! I did what you wanted!
BUFFY
There's something here. (throws away the wooden tool handle)
SPIKE
Oh, God, no, please. I need that. I can't cry the soul out of me. It won't
come. I killed, and I can feel 'em. I can feel every one of them.
BUFFY
There's something playing with us. All of us.
SPIKE
What is it? Why is it doing this to me?
BUFFY
I don't know.
SPIKE
Will you... Help me. Can you help me?
BUFFY
I'll help you.
Spike-2 is still watching from the staircase. He sighs and sneers,
seeming disappointed.
Cut to:
29 INT. BUFFY'S
HOUSE - NIGHT
Spike is sitting in a chair, wrapped in a blanket while the others talk in an
adjacent room. Buffy, Xander, Anya, Willow and Dawn are all there. Spike's
listening to them.
ANYA
And you believe him?
BUFFY
You didn't see him down there. He really didn't know what he'd done. It wasn't
in his control.
XANDER
Oh, an out of control serial killer. You're right, that is a great houseguest.
DAWN
Wait, is he—is he staying here?
BUFFY
I don't know. But I'm not letting him out of my sight, that's for sure.
WILLOW
Buffy, he's been feeding... on human blood. That's gotta do stuff.
BUFFY
I'm not keeping him around just to help him. I think there was something
there, talking to him, making him do things.
WILLOW
Something like what was talking to us?
BUFFY
Maybe. But if it was, it's been screwing with Spike big time.
XANDER
So, you want him around because...?
BUFFY
Look, there's something evil working us, and if we are ever gonna have a
chance to fight it, we need to learn everything we can about it. This thing
has been closer to Spike than any of us.
WILLOW
And if you want to understand it....
BUFFY
I'm gonna have to get close to Spike.
XANDER
Nah, it's too dangerous.
BUFFY
I don't have a choice. Whatever this thing is, from beneath us, it's bad, and
it's only getting worse.
Cut to:
30 INT. FLAT
IN ENGLAND - DAY
Giles enters the flat, looking around. He sees the young woman lying dead on
the floor.
GILES
Oh, dear God! Robson, are you here? Robson!
Giles gets up and starts looking for Robson, who's found near a chair in
the next room. Giles goes to his side.
GILES
You too? (takes off his glasses and starts to cry) Dear God, I thought you—
ROBSON
(eyes flash open) Gather them. It's started.
GILES
It's all right. I understand. I'll take care of it—
One of the robed men sneaks up behind Giles wielding a battle-axe. He
swings it at Giles.
Cut to:
Closing credits.