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Date Posted: 19:22:05 04/13/03 Sun
Author: First aired Sunday 13th April 2003
Subject: Episode 8.07 - "BROKEN WINDOWS" by BunnyPhobia (Part I)

TEASER:

Close up on Anya. She looks around, smiling.


ANYA
This is very appropriate.

As the camera draws back we see she’s sitting in a large grass field. Around her, there are dancers doing at typical ensemble dance, from a musical. ‘The sound of music’, in a ‘Gone with the Wind’ style. Anya watches and then stops a particularly attractive male dancer mid-stride.

ANYA (to the dancer)
And I think my idea was wonderful!

The dancer nods, and then moves back in with the group. The music gets faster, more intense, and the dancers begin to circle round Anya. Her enjoyment turns to uncertainty, and then, suddenly, all the dancers begin to morph into giant, evil, big-teeth-beady-eyed RABBITS! (Dancing Easter bunny costumes). Anya shrieks, and, we zoom in…

ANYA
Ok! I lied! This wasn’t my idea!

One dancer comes forward slightly

DANCER-RABBIT
Your wish is your command

ANYA
I know!

DANCER-RABBIT
You fear your death!

ANYA
Yes! Yes! I do! I do!

DANCER-RABBIT
Watch my claws, they're dark on your skin

The dancer slashes at her arm and face, catching her cheek. It draws blood. Anya shrieks.


DANCER-RABBIT (deadly serious)
Anya. Listen to your heart. Listen to your mind. See how you’ve lived!


Anya pauses, listening. The music merges with a thumping, ominous heart beat. We see a flash of silver, a flash of dark, a flash of fangs. Back to Anya: Her face fills with horror

ANYA
Oh god…oh god. Make it stop! Make it stop!!

Anya, absolutely terrified, squeezes her eyes tightly shut (close on her face) and we see a rabbit-hand lunge for her. Zoom in close…
And then Anya opens her eyes, as if waking up from a nightmare. In the background we can just make out her apartment.

ANYA
Oh god.

The clock on the side says 1.01am. Anya leaps out of bed, terrified, runs to the bathroom. She turns the shower on, but can’t wait, and instead scrubs at her hands and face: spits in the sink. Steam rises from the shower behind her. We see her reflection in the mirror, her eyes wide and panicked.

ANYA
This isn’t quite…Why now?
He’s going to come back!

We watch her eyes dart, and then as they stare in the mirror.

ANYA
I’m not her anymore!

Suddenly the mirror shatters violently, as Anya slams her fist into the glass, and all we see is Anya’s shattered reflection.

ANYA
I’m not…

CREDITS

ACT ONE

Summer’s House. The following day, bright, sunshiney. Close up of posh looking invite, that reads: ‘The Partners of Apex Construction Ltd invite you and your family to a formal dinner-dance at Top Wings Hotel, Sunnydale’
Zoom out to reveal Xander holding the invite, as he reads it aloud.

XANDER
So, what do you say? Wanna come? It’ll be good.
They have these little strange canapé things…

We now see we are in the living room, Buffy sat on one of the sofas.

BUFFY
A dinner-dance? But I thought you all
Worked in construction

XANDER
Just because the majority of us are a bunch of
Over-weight grown men who toss bricks around
For a living, doesn’t mean we can’t be cultured when we
Try. (pause) And, ok, this is mainly the senior partners.

BUFFY
Senior, huh? You’re classed as one of them now?

XANDER
I blagged my way in on good looks and charm.(beat)
So what do you say?

BUFFY
Would I get to wear a pretty dress?

XANDER
Yup.

BUFFY
And you say Willow and Kennedy are already going?

XANDER
Yeah – please Buff, you don’t know how boring these people are.

BUFFY (with a smile)
Okay.

Xander beams.
BUFFY
I’ll patrol early tonight.

Faith enters, followed by Dawn, who carries a bowl of cereal.

FAITH
Patrolling early?

BUFFY
I’m going to a dinner-dance

FAITH
Hey, swish

XANDER
You can come too, if you like?

FAITH
Nah, not my scene. Too many forks.

BUFFY
They’ll have more than one fork?!

Xander sighs.

XANDER
Come to my apartment for 8, tonight. You’re a life-saver.

Xander moves as if to leave.

BUFFY
I know that (grins). And if your boss turns out to be
A demon, I’ll be there to slay them.

XANDER
(dryly) Yippee. Because that never happens.

FAITH
You nervous?

XANDER
About the dance? No. However, I’ve left Spike and
Andrew in the same room together, and I’m terrified they’re
Going to destroy my apartment and all I hold dear.

FAITH
Now that I do understand

XANDER
See you guys later.

Xander lets himself out the house. Dawn seats herself on the couch next to Buffy. Faith stretches her arms, dressed as she is, ready for training.

DAWN
Are you and Xander going together? As in, together together?

Faith and Buffy exchange a look.

BUFFY
For a well-informed teen who has been fighting vampires
For the last year; you don’t half like to stretch the material.
He’s my best friend – therefore I’m accompanying him. Plus
Its an excuse for a pretty dress. But that’s it

DAWN
Ok – I was only asking.

BUFFY
And I was only telling

DAWN
You get to wear a pretty dress?

FAITH
Guys, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna leave the dress talk
To you and go and train.

Faith starts towards the basement.

BUFFY
Yeah. I’ve got work to do.

DAWN
Raven-research?

BUFFY
Something like that…. Giles ordered some new ‘dusty volumes’. I think Christmas, Birthday and Easter came all at once for Willow this year…She sounded pretty ecstatic.

DAWN
Willow does love her books


The Magic Box. The shop is pretty damn busy. Giles is serving a customer. Willow is pouring over a box of books on one of the tables. Kennedy is helping her dubiously.

GILES (to customer)
That’s fifteen dollars twenty – excellent choice of candle, by the way.

The customer smiles, and Giles hands them their goods and change

GILES
Thank you – and goodbye

The customer leaves the shop, and Giles comes out from behind his counter.

GILES
It’s amazing – slug candles are suddenly selling by the bucket
load – that’s the second bulk buy this week.

WILLOW
That crazy world of slug. And I have to say Giles – these books are
Fantastic. And there’s not a Molloch in sight!

KENNEDY
A who?

WILLOW
Demon we let loose one time on the internet. Tried to
Turn me into a robot.

KENNEDY
Oh.

GILES
What about our current evil. Anything else on Raven?

WILLOW
Only that she likes to kill people. A lot. Painfully. With sharp objects

KENNEDY (conspiratorially)
Nah, she’s not so tough – you’ll kick her ass next time

GILES
Whilst I appreciate your faith in Willow, it may take a little
More than ‘ass kicking’ to defeat her. She’s unlike anything we’ve
Ever encountered.

WILLOW
You trying to say I’m losing my touch?

GILES
Not at all. Actually I think the smell of slug has
Gone to my brain. It’s not a pleasant sensation.

KENNEDY
Never mind Mr Giles. At least you’re nice and busy.
And its doesn’t matter what goods you sell, as long as you
Sell them, right?

The door chimes goes again, and a hoard of customers filter in. Giles takes off his glasses, tiredly.

GILES
That is true to a point. But at the moment
I can hardly keep up. Weekend customers are
Always the ones that need guiding.

WILLOW (grinning)
Yup – ‘I’d like a big spell book please – I need to turn
My boyfriend into a big toad’. Amateurs.

KENNEDY
But can’t you do that – I mean, turn people into toads?

WILLOW
Oh yeah – but newts are far more practical. Less excess skin.

Another customer stands at the till, and Giles sighs

GILES
Willow – I really don’t want to ask but –

WILLOW
You want me to serve customers until Anya gets here?

GILES
Please.

He looks at the door, and then the clock.

KENNEDY
You still haven’t got through to her?

GILES
No. There was no answer.

WILLOW
Anya’s not here where the money is. And when Anya and money become separate entities…(she pauses, worriedly) Do you want me to do a locator spell?

GILES
Not yet. I’ll phone Xander – get him to go over to her flat to check if she’s there
But you could help me serve the mass of customers
Storming my shop, before they destroy everything

KENNEDY
It’s like the battle of Hastings in here.
(pause – to Willow) That’s your humour rubbing off on
me.

The couple grin at each other, then Willow goes behind the counter. Giles hesitates, worried.

KENNEDY
I’m sure she’ll turn up, Mr Giles. You’ve only been
open half an hour –

GILES
But that’s half an hour of capital opportunity missed.

He looks at the clock again

GILES
And that’s not something Anya would give up easily…

Cut to:

Int. Anya’s apartment. Close up on the broken mirror shards, on the bathroom floor. We move through the bathroom, to the bedroom, pausing to hover at the radio clock, which is silent, the time now flashing 10.00am. Anya is still in bed, but she is awake, lying on top of her covers, fully dressed – she stares blankly at the ceiling, and bites her lip.

ANYA (hesitantly, to the empty room)
I should be gone by now. I should be serving customers, and
Helping Mr Giles so he doesn’t take joint ownership away from me. I should be out of bed.

Pause, in silence

ANYA
But I’m not. (frustratedly) Damn you Torg! Damn you!

Anya suddenly sits up, kicking back the covers. She gets out of bed, hisses in pain as she catches her hand.

ANYA
I thought you’d got over all this?

There’s no reply, and Anya stands silently staring through to the bathroom. We can see the mirror shards. Suddenly, the phone rings shrilly. Anya looks at it, but doesn’t answer it.

XANDER V.O (on Answerphone)
Anya? Anya, if you’re there, pick up. We’re worried about you -
you’re not at work. (muttered) (nothing like stating the obvious, Xander) Anya? Anya are you there?
I’m coming straight over. (jokily nervous)
Y’know, if there’s any demons I should know about,
please let me know in advance. Or any magic – I’m not very
good with that either.
Anya? … Dammit.

After a pause he hangs up.

ANYA
Xander…

Anya moves into her main room, and frantically begins to search through her bookshelves. She pushes the books to the floor, then moves to a desk, tossing papers onto the floor as she frantically searches for something. The room is becoming a bomb-site.

ANYA
Where is it?!?

VOICE. O.S (barely more than a whisper)
Where’s what Anyanka?

Anya whirls around, but there’s nobody there. Anya pauses, then resumes her search.

ANYA
You know Torg, I’m not some young, naive vengeance demon anymore. Yes, we had a ‘thing’ - it was very nice, and sex is always a pleasant way to end a night of slaughter, but that was hundreds of years ago! Can’t you get over it!

VOICE. O.S
Can’t you?

ANYA
I am, and I have. And the sooner I get a banishment spell sorted
To put you in another dimension, things’ll be even better.

VOICE
(chuckles quietly)

ANYA (slightly frantic)
What?! You can’t hurt me Torg, you’ve never
Hurt me.

Anya spies something, we see it glint, though we don’t know what it is and she puts it in her pocket – but this is subtle and we draw no attention to it.

VOICE (sing-song)
I know something you don’t know.
(suddenly serious) Watch those claws, they’re dark
on your skin…

Anya pauses in silence, shocked, unnerved.

VOICE
You might not like what you find

Anya pauses…there is a chill silence. Then comes a frantic knocking on the door.

XANDER O.S
Anya? Anya? What’s going on! Let me in.

Anya runs a hand hurriedly through her hair, then moves to the door. She doesn’t open it

ANYA(tiredly)
What is it Xander?

XANDER OS
Anya, are you ok? Can you let me in?

ANYA
Now is really not a good time

XANDER OS(after a pause)
What’s going on? (forced humour)You been killing frat boys again?

ANYA
I wish…

XANDER OS
Look, can you just let me in?

Anya opens the door slowly, but only slightly.

ANYA
There – that better?

XANDER
God, Anya…You look terrible!

ANYA (having an idea)
Yes! Yes I do, I’m very sick with a bad disease.
It’s also extremely contagious

Xander regards her, uncertain whether to believe her or not.

ANYA
Look, Xander – don’t try to understand something
You can’t, ok?

XANDER
What’s going on?

Anya starts to close the door, he blocks it with his foot.

ANYA
I don’t need your help Xander!

XANDER
But let me help anyway!

ANYA
With what? How can you help me Xander?
I haven’t got any broken windows!

There is a silence as Xander reels from the bitter insult. Then he pulls his foot away from the door

XANDER (gently)
Ok. Fine – but if you decide to let us in on
What’s really going on…Call me. I’m at the Top Wings hotel tonight…
And what do I tell Giles?

ANYA
What ever you like. By tomorrow there
Won’t be a problem. It’s all under control.

Before he can say anything else, Anya closes the door, and locks it. We see Xander, outside on the door-step, hurt and worried. Then inside we see Anya, leaning against the door, near to tears.

ANYA
One-night stands should never have this many consequences.

COMMERCIALS

ACT TWO

It is dusk. Giles is locking the Magic Box door from the outside, Willow and Kennedy stand beside him, waiting.

WILLOW
That was too much slug

KENNEDY
Way too much. I’m going to have nightmares.

WILLOW
Aw, poor baby.

KENNEDY
For weeks!

WILLOW
Giant slugs swarming your brain?

KENNEDY
Lots of em!

WILLOW
Who knew retail was quite so dangerous for
Your mental health?

GILES
Yes, quite.

Giles finishes locking up, and the three start walking through Sunnydale.

WILLOW (after a small pause)
Your new books are brilliant Giles. I found a great stain remover for demon goo…

Giles looks at her

WILLOW (quickly)
Raven’s quite unique isn’t she?

GILES
Unique would be one of the words, yes. She’s…she’s
Something mythical – a combination of the night’s greatest
Powers. She’s quite spectacular…It’s tragic, really.

KENNEDY (teasing)
You sound quite admirable – thinking about defecting?

GILES
Absolutely not. But you have to admit – she’s a beautiful
And frightening creature…

WILLOW
But not that terrifying, right?

GILES
Well – we don’t know what she wants yet…

There is a brief pause

KENNEDY
Well I know what I want

Willow and Kennedy share a look.

KENNEDY
And we have a ball to go to this evening

GILES
We do?

WILLOW
Not you Giles- its Xander’s Construction companies’
Social evening.

GILES
Ah, thank god for that. For a minute there
I was worried I was going to have to be sociable.
Now all I have to worry about is –

KENNEDY
Getting the smell of slug out your hair? Cos
Believe me, I’m in that same situation.

GILES
I was going to say Anya. Xander was rather
Vague as to the problem over the phone.

WILLOW
You think it’s something serious?

GILES
I don’t know.

KENNEDY
Does Anya get into trouble a lot?

WILLOW
Not really. She tends to be the cause of trouble.
(in response to Kennedy’s questioning look)
We haven’t always seen eye to eye… nor vein-to-vein either

GILES
I think I’ll phone her. Check there’s
Nothing serious going on.

KENNEDY
I’m sure there isn’t Mr Giles.

GILES
No, no, you’re probably right.

WILLOW
Xander would’ve said if there had been…

(Overlap to next scene) GILES
If Xander knew, that is

Cut to: Anya is lying on her couch, asleep, she tosses and turns. We fade into:

The room is a giant warren – vast, black and cavernous. Anya sits on the ground, leaning against the side wall. We can hear a scuffling noise in the distance.

ANYA
Torg? Torg! Stop making me dream unpleasant things…
I know where I am…

A rabbit appears – normal sized on the bottom of our screen, hopping into view. Anya views it with horror.

ANYA
Stop it! Torg – what have I done…and why are you doing
this now?!

The rabbit is joined by another and another. They creep forward, and Anya suddenly finds her limbs are tied together – she can’t move. They shuffle forward, and one hops over her leg. Anya flinches.

ANYA
This is only a dream…Only a dream which I want to leave now
Torg? You hear me? I’m -

Suddenly Anya opens her eyes and she is no longer dreaming (similar to the shift in the Teaser). She lifts her arms and moves them, just checking they aren’t tied.

ANYA
Well that’s a slight improvement.

She sits up, and the room is dark. Suddenly there comes a knock at the door, a chilling, echo-y sound.

ANYA
Xander? Xander is that you?

There is another knock, and then a drifting chuckle

ANYA (to herself)
That would be a no then.

Suddenly the door of her flat blasts open, and a howling wind screams through, blowing everything from its place. Anya is blown back, and strikes her head on an unfortunately placed shelf. She collapses to the floor, unconscious. A silohette appears. It is Torg – the demon from Showtime. He walks slowly into the room, spies Anya’s unconscious form.

TORG
Hello Anyanka. Sleeping so softly…
I brought you a present.

Torg drops a dead skinned rabbit onto the floor by her side, (as gory as we can make it) – its eyes staring blindly.

TORG
Just a little something to remember me by

And he smiles

Fade out. Fade in on:
Xander’s apartment. Xander emerges from his room, dressed black suit and shirt. He moves towards a mirror, putting a TIE (yup!), slicking down his hair. Spike is sat in the background, on the sofa, watching TV. After a moment:

SPIKE
Who’s the lucky demon, then?

Xander frowns, but says nothing.

SPIKE
Come on, you don’t dress up like that for anyone – who’s the demon? Do I know her?

XANDER
I’m going to a dinner-dance. And my ‘date’ is not a demon! Why would she be – I’m not a demon magnet - well, only when Willow goes nuts; but that’s because of magic. It has no grounds in reality
(Xander stops, starts again) Why does everyone always assume my dates are demons?

SPIKE
Your past record, mate. The statistics do rather point towards this one being exactly the same as all the others

XANDER
Well she’s not. She’s better.

He tightens his tie, but it’s all wonky and looks rather naff.

XANDER
Y’know – you’d think a guy who ran construction sites, fought vampires and averted apocalypses for a living would be able to do a tie, wouldn’t you?

Spike doesn’t respond. Andrew emerges from the spare bedroom and stops in awe when he sees Xander.

ANDREW
(exclamation) Timothy Dalton! Are you… going
On a date?

XANDER
Social evening. One of those without action figures
And fancy dress.

ANDREW
That doesn’t sound like much fun

XANDER
And you’ll probably be right. But as it is, I turned down the new job and so want to get more money through sucking up. It’s a dog-eat-cat world in construction

ANDREW
But you look very nice

XANDER
Thanks, I’ll bear that in mind

There is a knock on the door, and Willow lets herself in, followed by Kennedy.

WILLOW
Hey guys.

SPIKE
Hey! That door was locked! Bloody witches…

Willow gives a nervous smile, then spies Xander

WILLOW
Oo – look at you Xander, all smart for your demon.

Xander gives her a look, then turns back to the mirror.

KENNEDY
She means your date. Don’t you hun?

They look at each other, and smile. The two girls are dressed to an equivalent standard as Xander, pretty dresses/trouser suits. Xander finally gets his tie sorted.

XANDER
What do you think?

He turns around. Willow grins.

WILLOW
I’m thinking you don’t wear tuxes enough.

She moves up to him and sorts out his tie a little more as she speaks.

WILLOW
When was the last time I saw you this smart?

XANDER
That would’ve have been at my big non-wedding

WILLOW
Oh

Willow gives him an apologetic smile and steps back.

SPIKE
Yeah, be careful you don’t get the urge to leave
Halfway through tonight mate, otherwise you’ll start
Up another statistic…Unless of course, your
Date is going to eat you

XANDER
Spike – your advice is duly taken in and most likely ignored.

KENNEDY
That’s a point – who is your date?

WILLOW
Yeah – you’ve been keeping awfully quiet about her. I don’t even
Know her name!

Xander grins bashfully. Then there is another knock at the door

XANDER
That, ladies, is about to be revealed

He opens the door to reveal Buffy in a long black ball gown – looking more stunning and sexy that normal, standing in the doorway

WILLOW & KENNEDY
(incredulous) Buffy?!!

BUFFY (walking in the room)
Hey guys…I think

SPIKE (little more than a growl)
Slayer…

Willow and Kennedy stare at Xander questioningly. He shrugs.

XANDER
I ran out of date potential – you do not want
To imagine some of the ladies I work with. There’s a big
Facial hair issue…

He goes over to Buffy, who’s being stared down by Spike. He holds out his arm

XANDER
Come on, reserve-date girl. Your chariot awaits.

BUFFY
I was a reserve date?

She laughs

BUFFY
I had to explain all of this to Dawn – she got it
In her head that you and I were an item…She remembers when you fancied me at high school

XANDER (quickly)
But not anymore. (he rubs his hands together)
Right, lets go, before I die from the potential boredom. Everyone ready? Lets go.

Spike stalks past Buffy and Xander, going to his room. He stops to growl at them, Willow and Kennedy don’t hear, neither does Andrew:

SPIKE
Feelings don’t just go away you know.
They stay and they smoulder…

Overlap: Leaving fire unattended means you get burnt.

Now back to Anya, lying on her bed now. She moans, shakes her head, and comes to slowly.
From her perspective we see Torg, big and ugly and rather more evil than when we last met him, framed by the ceiling light.

TORG
That’s it, Anyanka…Wake up.

He leans over, drags his claws down her cheek, leaving a mark made like that in the dream in the Teaser. Her eyes widen in terror

ANYA
What do you want Torg?

TORG
Many things…don’t worry, you’re near the
Top of my list, Anyanka: even though you’re so ugly now.

ANYA
My name’s Anya - and a whole bunch of made-up surnames

TORG
Really? I thought you were just Aud.

Anya sits up, and she sees her hands and feet are tied like they were in the second dream.

ANYA
What do you want? Why are you doing this?
Do you want sex? Cos I can do that…

TORG
(laughs loudly) I don’t want sex from you,
Anyanka. But time for the world is running out
And I want you to know everything before it goes

ANYA
Is there another apocalypse?

TORG
Isn’t there one every year?
No, Anyanka, I’m afraid that you’re forgetting your fears.
It was 600 years ago, to the day y’know.

Anya frowns.

ANYA
What was?

Torg backhands Anya across the face, sending her backwards and reeling.

TORG
You and I!

He is enraged and he stalks the room.

TORG
You know, that is so typical of you, Anyanka.

Muffled by the bed covers, but still distinguishable

ANYA
I’ve had a lot of sex, ok?

TORG
But you and me Anyanka…we were unforgettable. With the smell of bodies in the air…the blood, the passion, your pink outfit

ANYA
I told you they were entrails

TORG
And I told you I wanted you forever! But no, you
Wandered off to the next massacre…You left me alone

Anya rolls over, and manages to rest on her elbows.

ANYA
Yeah…And the rest of my life was so much better

Torg leans in close, face to face

TORG
Look at you – all human and disgusting!
Why are you so happy? Who has stolen your heart? Who made you forget me?

ANYA
Nobody!

TORG
Someone has!

ANYA
I’m not in love

Torg suddenly pulls a sharp knife from his belt, and pushes it frighteningly close to Anya’s neck.

TORG
Don’t lie to me Anyanka. You live under my curse.

ANYA
Curse? I’m cursed!?

TORG
I cursed you Anyanka, from the moment you walked away. Your life, for the past 600years, has been controlled by my magic.
And the spell only breaks when I kill you…

Torg starts to push the blade into Anya’s neck

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