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Subject: 6x15: Liz


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Date Posted: 09:03:15 11/17/03 Mon
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LIZ by Veggieburger


INT: Wilton Mansion – Angel’s bedroom - .Early dawn, still mostly dark.

A long piercing scream from Connor wakes Angel, who sits bolt upright in bed - a horrified look on his face. Angel throws his sheet around his naked body and grabs an axe from under the bed. He runs thru the house and outside the front door, toward the sound.

CUT TO: EXT Wilton Mansion, driveway.
CLOSE ON: Connor jumping up and down, screaming with joy.
MID SHOT: His new car - a splashy red sports car, the kind of car every parent has nightmares of their teenage son driving. With a big red ribbon bow on it.

CLOSE ON: Angel’s very pissed face.

Connor turns, sees Dad, runs up to him and jumps into his arms, wraps his legs around Angel’s waist, almost knocking him down. . Angel drops his axe – and the sheet.

CONNOR
Aughhh! I’m SO HAPPY!

ANGEL
I was afraid you’d say that.

Connor disengages from Angel, who quickly picks up the sheet and wraps it around himself, self consciously. The rest of the gang are now filing out of the front door.

WES
Nice car.

LORNE (still looks human)
Wow. Looks just like Ad…my ex’s…

SPIKE
It’s okay to use the “A” word. We know he’s dead.

LORNE
Thanks, Mr. Sensitive.

Spike goes to admire the car. Lorne starts to follow, Wes grabs Lorne’s arm to talk to him..

WES
I just spoke with Tibby. She’s flying in to see you. She’ll be by tonight.

LORNE (cheerful)
I’d love to see her, compadre, but I have a date tonight.

WES
Date? You just came in from a date.

LORNE
Yeah. Popular Me. (rushes back inside)

SPIKE (to Connor)
You should loan this to Lorne. He’s out to party himself to death.

WILLOW (to Connor)
Boy, are you gonna be the chick magnet now! How about taking me for a –

Connor jumps in, revs it up and takes off.

WILLOW
Spin.

CLOSE: On Angel’s scowl

ANGEL (muttering angrily)
Okay, Mrs. W. It’s war.

Starring
David Boreanaz
Vincent Karthieser
Amy Acker
Andy Hallet
James Marsters
with Alyson Hannigan
and Alexis Denisof

Guest Starring
Rue McClanahan
INT: Wilton Mansion, Living Room – later same day, dusk.
Fred enters with a handful of envelopes.

FRED (loudly)
Happy day, people! Our final checks from Wolfram and Hart!
And they’re juicy, too. Lots of back pay. Even have one for Gunn!
I’ll run it over to him.

She tosses the rest of the envelopes on the coffee table.

Willow comes down the stairs in a cute suit.

WILLOW
How dumb does this look?

FRED
It looks good. Really. Job interview?

WILLOW
Yeah. Time to join the real world. No final checks from W/H for me, and Daddy’s pockets have bottomed out.

FRED
Well, Mrs. Wilton would –

WILLOW
Sweetie, I know she loves us being here. But it’s not right. It’s time to move on. I kinda envy Groo and Cordy, going off and starting new lives.

FRED
Yeah, me too. I’m still looking for a place. Didn’t find Chateau de Rat Poison to my liking.

ANGEL (now dressed, enters from the kitchen)
You guys aren’t thinking of leaving the team, are you?

FRED (sweetly, to Angel)
We’ll always be a team. As long as there are evil beasties to battle –

Lorne comes running down the stairs, dressed for a night out, runs past them, waving merrily.

LORNE
Don’t wait up for me. Ever. (runs out the front door like there’s no tomorrow)

WILLOW (to Fred)
It’s just a phase. He’s working out his issues –

FRED
One disco at a time. At least he’s swapped drinking for dancing.

WES (coming in from another room)
Where’s Mrs. Wilton?

ANGEL
Hiding from me, cause I’m gonna kill her for giving Connor a sports car.

FRED (to Wes, pointing to the envelopes)
You have money.

WES (grabs his check)
You mean I finally have control over my life again?

ANGEL (snarky)
Oh, I’m sorry, Wes. Has Helping the Helpless been cramping your style?

WES
I’m in my thirties, Angel. I can’t make a living as a freelance Warlock. Well, actually, I could, but I’ve had my share of Dark Wes. I want to be – (swings Fred into a little dance) Mr. Light on His Feet Wes. Mr. No Demon Blood on His Shirt Wes.

Fred sees Angel’s look of consternation, laughs it off.

FRED
We’re just happy because it’s payday, Angel.

WES
Yes, we’ll always be comrades in arms. Although, as far as helping the helpless – we’ve been rather hapless at helping the helpless here.

WILLOW
So we’ll be happy hapless helpless helpers – I’m not helping, am I.

ANGEL
Let me know when Connor comes home. I’m grounding him for life. (exits)

WES (to Fred)
I’m picking up Tibby at the airport. She’s concerned. Lorne should be back to normal by now.

FRED
Normal demon, you mean.

WES
Could be the weakened vaccine. She wants you to help her run some tests.

WILLOW
I don’t think Lorne wants to be back to normal. He’s really into being a social butterfly these days.

WES
Looking human must be liberating for him. No more hats and gloves and heavy coats just to go out among humans.

WILLOW
It’s not just that. I went out to GAY 90’s with him last night. He had to fight ‘em off with a stick.

WES
Lorne was attacked by demons at a gay club?

WILLOW
You’ve been away from the dating scene too long, Wessie.

FRED (winks at Willow)
Well, Tibby’s back in town.

WES (firm, serious)
Tibby and I are not a “thing”. She’s a lovely woman, but -- (exits, embarrassed)

FRED (to Willow)
Lilah.

CUT TO:
Wilton Mansion – Kitchen

Mrs. Wilton sneaks in through the kitchen door. Angel is waiting for her.

ANGEL
Nice try, Mrs. W. (crosses his arms) We’re gonna have a talk.

MRS. WILTON (pouty)
But I promised him. He’s done so well.

ANGEL (gently)
Mrs. Wilton, it’s not that it’s a car. It’s that it’s THAT car. He’s not going to make any points driving that one to the homeless shelter. (sighs) Mrs. Wilton, you knew this day had to come sometime.

Mrs. Wilton’s eyes tear up and her lips quiver.

MRS. WILTON
You want to move out. Like my Groo.

Angel puts his arms around her like an affectionate son.

ANGEL
Mrs. W., you’ve been wonderful. You helped us when we really needed it. But now we have to find out way back into the real world.

DISSOLVE:
EXT: Wilton Mansion – driveway. – a little later, same evening.
Connor comes home in his new car, with a beautiful girl sitting next to him. She’s every teenage boy’s dream of a girl.

CONNOR (laughing, enchanted with her)
Okay, but only for a few minutes, then I’ll take you home. I don’t know why you want to see my digs, I just met you.

GIRL (“Liz”)
Cause I wanna know everything about you.

The girl looks at the mansion and – unseen to Connor – licks her lips. Her eyes sparkle in a kind of creepy way.

CONNOR
I’ve never met anyone like you. I feel incredible just being around you. Everyone around me is always so depressing and broody. You’re so cheerful and, I dunno, (pauses) cheerful!

LIZ
I don’t think about bad stuff. Ever. I’m all about the happy. I bring happiness, that’s my mission in life!

CONNOR
Yeah, I’d like to do that too. Make people’s lives better. Like at the homeless –

LIZ (suddenly a little shrill and bossy)
Oh, no, don’t talk about sad things like homeless people! Good things. (she starts a kiss and they make out for a minute)

CONNOR (laughing)
Yeah, it’s all good!

CUT TO:
INT: A mostly empty apartment. Gunn opens the door to Fred.

FRED
Got your final paycheck. And I really mean final. Wolfram and Hart’s been destroyed for good.

GUNN
Yeah, I heard about that. Want a drink? I got rum and coke. No furniture, hope you don’t mind the floor. (enters the kitchen, washes out a 7-ll plastic cup) Like the place? I got it on a month-to-month lease, good to know I can pay next month’s rent.

Fred sits on the floor cross-legged and Gunn makes them both a drink in plastic cups.

FRED
This reminds me of my college days. Making furniture out of orange crates and boxes. Those were good days.

GUNN (sits down with her, hands her a drink)
Yeah. Reminds me of being poor (sees her mood fall a bit). Sorry, I’m just in a blue funk, shouldn’t rain on the Happy Payday parade. (pauses) I don’t know what I’m gonna do now. The money’ll help, thanks for bringing it over.

FRED
You should see the gang – they’re all giddy from getting their final paychecks. (pause) And here I am trying to pour sunshine over your rainy parade.

GUNN (smiling)
I can use the sunshine. That’s what I liked about you. Still like, I mean. (offers to “clink” his plastic cup with hers). To friends. (they “clink”). I spent a few nights on the streets, tryin’ to go back to what I used to do, but I’ve gotten used to havin’ a roof over my head. Don’t wanna live on the streets again. My buddy Ossfer Joe says I should apply at the Police Academy. Think it’s a crazy idea?

FRED
Not at all. That could be great for you!. You’re brave and smart and strong, and you care about helping people.

Gunn looks pleasantly surprised at her words.

FRED
I should’ve told you that a long time ago. (pause) You almost seem like the old you, Charles.

GUNN (smiles)
Hope so, girlfriend. I miss the old me.

CUT TO:
INT: Wilton Mansion – Living Room, front door.
Connor enters, holding hands with Liz. They look around for the gang.

CONNOR
They’ll love you.

Spike enters from another room.

SPIKE (to Connor)
Finally run out of gas? (eyes the girl). Fast - car! That’s a fast car you’ve got, Connor. (looks the girl in the eye) And I do mean fast.

CONNOR
This is Liz.

Spike takes her hand, kisses it gallantly.

SPIKE
Enchanted. I’m William. Everyone calls me Spike. (whispers in her ear, naughtily) Can you guess why?

She giggles. Connor gives him a dirty look. Spike grins at him.

SPIKE (his mood getting perkier)
You’re quite an eyeful, Liz. (to Connor) Better get use to having the chaps get jealous, Con. She’s got the stuff that makes a man feel all (pauses, trying to find the right words) full of himself. Nice to meet you, Liz.

Spike exits out the door, pauses on the front step and takes a quick deep breath.

SPIKE
Whew! Like Viagra on two legs, that girl! She’s – whew! (he loosens his collar like he’s sweating, starts to walk down to the driveway.

Lorne pulls up in his car, jumps out, rushes past Spike towards the front door.

LORNE
Hi. Bye.

SPIKE (walks up to Lorne as Lorne gets his house keys out)
Y’know, Kermit, I don’t care if you wanna run away from your problems. Just don’t knock a block down doin’ it.

LORNE
Well, thank you Dr. Phil. And stop calling me Kermit. (points to his face) I’m not green anymore. (shuts the door in Spike’s face)

SPIKE (to himself)
Yeah, I get that. It’s driving you crazy.

CUT TO:
INT: Living room.

Lorne dashes up the stairs, nearly knocking down Willow coming down the stairs - she’s now just in a T-shirt and jeans. Angel comes in from another room, sees his son with a fancy girl (after getting a fancy car) and can barely hide his parental horror. Connor is clueless to Dad’s concern.

ANGEL
Uh. Hi, son. New friend?

Liz doesn’t wait for Connor’s introduction. She goes right up to Angel and takes his hands in hers.

LIZ
You must be Connor’s dad. I can see the resemblance.

Liz kisses Angel on the cheek – a little too long. Angel pulls back from her and smiles awkwardly – dad meeting son’s lovely teenage date.

CONNOR (proud as punch)
Liz.

ANGEL
Nice to meet you. You, uh, go to school with Connor? (he hopes so!)

Wes enters through the front door, arm around Tibby’s shoulder, barely registers Liz and Connor. Liz quickly focuses on Wes.

LIZ
And you must be Wes.

Liz flitters over to Wes, who distractedly turns his back to her to assist Tibby with her bag. Liz touches Wes’s arm with a slightly familiar gesture, he turns and offers his hand to shake, not much interested in Connor’s “date”.

WES
Oh. Nice to meet you. Sorry, we’re in a bit of a rush.

LIZ (to Tibby, rather sourly)
You must be Tibby.

Liz says Tibby’s name like it’s distasteful, doesn’t offer her hand. And she ignores Willow completely.

CONNOR (to Liz)
Wow, you must be psychic! I don’t think I mentioned Wes or –

Liz walks around the living room like she owns the place. She throws her arms up in a “The hills are alive with the Sound of Music” joyfulness.

LIZ
What a wonderful place to live. So – alive! And full of energy! (suddenly, to Connor)
I’m hungry.

CONNOR
Oh, well, I thought I’d take you home. I have to –

LIZ
I’m hungry now. (stops suddenly) Someone’s missing. Gunn!

CONNOR (confused)
Gunn doesn’t live here. I don’t think I even mentioned him. Are you ready to –

LIZ
Groo! That’s the other one! (cutely) Come out, come out, Groo!

CONNOR
She’s totally a people person.

Lorne comes bounding down the stairs, sees Tibby, looks a little awkward, smiles.

LORNE
Hey.

TIBBY
Hey, yourself. You got some time to –

LORNE
Later? (sees Liz.)

Liz gives Lorne a confused and slightly irritated look, then is pointedly sour to him.

LIZ
You’re gay. (then suddenly cheerful and flirtatious again). Doesn’t matter.

LORNE (cheerful)
Well, hey, dumplin. Thanks for joining the 21st century! You are -- ?

CONNOR
Liz

Lorne offers his hand, Liz hesitates, then shakes it reluctantly.

TIBBY
Lorne, I’d like to take a look at you.

LORNE
Well, this is what I look like. Looks good, huh! I’m getting used to it.

Tibby starts to speak and Lorne cuts her off.

Gotta go. Bye. Later. I promise. Great to see you. (dashes out).

Wes shrugs at Tibby.

WES
The Queen of Denial.

Liz giggles a little too loud and inappropriately. Wes notices her for the first time.

WES (puttin’ on the charm)
What a lovely young lady, Connor.

Liz looks at Wes and then suddenly takes a deep breath of the air near him, as if he’s a breath of yummy food smell. She closes her eyes and appears to savor it.

WES (awkwardly, to Tibby)
Aftershave.

Liz looks around at all the men, one by one. She takes another deep breath and licks her lips. She seems to bask in the men’s’ presence.

CONNOR
Uh. You want to get some food?

LIZ
Not hungry anymore. (suddenly, perky, takes Connor’s arm). Yeah, let’s get some food!

(turns to the men)

LIZ
Bye, guys. (too sweetly) See you later. (exits with Connor)

Willow wrinkles her nose at Tibby.

WILLOW (to Tibby)
I hate that kind of girl. When I was 15, Cordy and her Cordettes just made me feel like the biggest loser. Did you go through that in high school?

TIBBY
I was in med school when I was 15. Tragically brilliant.

Willow’s shoulders slump.

TIBBY
But I had zits! (Willow cheers up). I must be jet-lagged. I feel tired all of a sudden.

WILLOW
C’mon, sweetie, you’re sharing my room. (She takes Tibby’s bag, they start up the stairs). I’m a little tired, too.

DISSOLVE:
EXT: Griffith Park, - scenic overlook, about an hour later.

Connor and Liz are parked on an overlook on a mountain road, with a spectacular view of the lights of L.A. Connor and Liz are making out in the car. Their kiss breaks and Liz smells Connor’s neck, then licks it. He leans back and she unbuttons the top of his shirt, licks his collarbone.

CONNOR
Oh, man, that’s sweet.

Connor begins to unbutton her blouse, but her reaction is sudden and unexpected.

LIZ
No!

Connor looks confused, embarrassed.

CONNOR
What? I mean, okay. I would never, I mean, if you don’t want to – do you want to stop?

LIZ (coy)
No. I mean, I’m a virgin. I don’t want to do, you know, all the way.

CONNOR
Okay, fine. No prob. I, well, you were comin’ on pretty strong.

LIZ
I want to keep kissing. (reaches for him)

CONNOR
Maybe we shouldn’t. I can take you home, if you want.

Liz suddenly leans forward and smells his neck again, pawing him.

CONNOR
Hey, cut it out.

LIZ
Does it make you mad that I said no?

CONNOR
Of course not. (a little irritated) You’re not the first girl I’ve gone out with, you know. I can handle myself. (pause) Maybe I should rephrase that.

Liz gets out of the car and dances around the shoulder of the road, too close to the edge.
Connor gets out of the car, alarmed, leaving the keys in the ignition.

CONNOR
Are you high?

Suddenly she leaps back into the car, faster than Connor. She starts the car. Connor runs to the driver’s side door, alarmed, and tries to reach for the keys.

CONNOR
Hey, stop it!

She grabs Connor by the shirt, kisses him and then flings him down the embankment. He skids down a perilous 30 feet but catches some brush and stops himself from falling further. She takes off in Connor’s brand new red sports car, leaving him stranded. He pulls himself up back to the road and looks at the skid marks left on the road.

CONNOR (to himself)
Dad’s gonna kill me.

CUT TO:
Wilton Mansion – a little later. Living room.
Fred enters quietly. She seems perky enough, goes about the living room puttering. Turns on the TV, goes to the kitchen to get a soda. As she moves about, she seems progressively tired. By the time she sits down in front of the TV, she rubs her forehead wearily.

FRED (to herself)
Long day.

Willow comes down the stairs. She seems very tired. Willow goes to the kitchen cabinet.

FRED
Hey.

WILLOW
Hey. You look tired.

FRED
I feel tired. Don’t know why, I haven’t done anything today. Just took Gunn’s check over to him.

WILLOW
Well, you helped Wes move into his new place yesterday. Maybe it’s catching up to you.
(takes an aspirin bottle out of the cabinet) Poor Tibby’s all jet-lagged. Kinda weepy, too. (looks at clock) Connor’s out awfully late. You missed all the excitement. Connor got a hot new car and a hot new girlfriend, all in one day.

CUT TO: Griffith Park – scenic overlook
A dirty, disheveled Connor trudges wearily along the road, occasionally looking back, hoping for a helpful driver. We can see he’s chilly and uncomfortable. As he trudges, he stops, hears a rustling sound in the brush above the road. He stops, yells angrily –

CONNOR
If you’re a demon, come and get it cause I’m pissed enough to take your freaking head off!

Silence. Connor starts to trudge forward again. Car lights wash the road ahead of him and he turns and sees a modest-sized used pickup approaching. Connor waves his arms for attention. The truck slows, stops on the shoulder of the road, and the driver gets out.

The driver is a big, rustic looking guy, about 25 years old, in dirty overalls. His clothes and hands are soiled with oil – he’s a car mechanic.

DRIVER
You in trouble, kid?

Connor turns to face him, his back to the road facing forward.

CONNOR (sheepish)
Yeah, I kinda am. I need a lift.

The camera’s POV faces Connor and we see the road behind him. From a curve in the road, a young, bloody, wet-soaked and disheveled woman steps forward. Her face and head are partially caved in, and blood obscures her features and stains her wet, torn summer dress. Her eyes stare blankly and her feet don’t seem to touch the ground as she walks in a dreamy slow-motion toward the trucker. Although every gory detail of her appearance is visible, she’s a bit transparent. She stops at the shoulder of the road and puts her arm out, thumb up, in a classic hitchhiker’s gesture. She’s a walking urban legend – The Phantom Hitchhiker. Connor doesn’t see her, his back is to her.

CLOSE: On the trucker’s disturbed (but not frightened or surprised) face.
CLOSE: On the hitchhiker – it’s Liz.

DRIVER (to Connor, ignoring the apparition)
How’d you get up here without a car?

CONNOR
Girlfriend took it. Hope I find it. It was a present.

Connor turns his head away from the driver to gesture up the road, but not enough to see the apparition.

DRIVER
You came up here to make out?

Connor laughs and turns back to him – just in time to see the heavy mechanic’s wrench headed for his head. The mechanic grabs the knocked-out Connor by his collar, starts to drag him up a heavily wooded incline over the road.

DRIVER
Kids.

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Date Posted: 09:09:30 11/17/03 Mon
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CUT TO:
Wilton Mansion – Living Room – lights all off except for a dim lamp.
Angel sits on the couch, channel surfing and nervous looking. Mrs. Wilton comes down the stairs in a nightgown. She seems very tired, even sickly. She sees Angel sitting there.

MRS. WILTON
Connor home yet, dear?

ANGEL
No. I’m worried as hell. I know Connor can take care of himself. But he didn’t go out to fight demons in an alley. (Suddenly realizes he said too much)

MRS. WILTON
Yes, it’s worse - he went out with a pretty girl in a fast car. Don’t worry about the demon thing, I’ve figured out you kids have an unusual hobby.

ANGEL
Mrs. Wilton, I want you to return the car tomorrow. I don’t want Connor driving it. It’s not about the car.

Mrs. Wilton comes over and sits next to him on the couch. She pats his hand.

MRS. WILTON
Sure it is. He just might drive away forever, mightn’t he. And you’ve had him for such a short time. You’re not ready to let him go, but you know someday he’ll leave and all the pretty baubles and bribes won’t stop him from going out into the world and leaving you.
(pause) Just like I don’t want you kids to leave me. But I know you have to. (she wipes tears from her eyes, takes Angel’s hand). You kids have made me feel more alive than I’ve felt in years. But it’s not your job to make an old lady feel happy.

ANGEL
I talked to Gunn on the phone earlier tonight. He doesn’t know what he’s going to do with his life now. I feel the same way.

MRS. WILTON
I felt the same way until you kids came. I didn’t know what to do with all my time. Then Connor took me to his homeless shelter - you know, where he and William help out.

ANGEL
Yeah, I’m not thrilled about Connor hanging out in that – you call Spike William?

MRS. WILTON.
He loves it. Says I remind him of his mother. Angel, dear, if you don’t know what to do, just go out and help someone. And then you’ll know what to do. (gets up) Want some warm milk? I’m so tired, but I can’t seem to sleep.

Mrs. W. totters forward a few steps then collapses against a chair.

CUT TO:
EXT: Griffith Park – a heavily wooded incline several yards away from the road.

Connor wakes groggily, his head bleeding. He’s blindfolded and tied to a tree.

CLOSE: Connor’s POV – blackness. The sounds of earth being dug with a shovel.

CLOSE: On what the shovel is digging – a shallow grave in the secluded wooded area.
We see the shovel digging and spilling dirt, but not the hands of whoever is using it.

MID SHOT: Connor struggling against his bonds.

CONNOR
Let me go, you freak.

MECHANIC (voice)
Are you afraid?

CONNOR
You’re the one that’s afraid. You gotta hit me and tie me up? What’s that all about!

The sound of digging stops.

CLOSE: Connor’s POV – blackness.

The sound of someone inhaling deeply.

MECHANIC (voice)
I like the way you smell.

Sound of footsteps walking away.

CONNOR (yells)
Hey, don’t leave me here, you perv! (as the footsteps die away, quietly) On second thought, yeah, do that.

Connor takes a deep breath and his bonds loosen. He begins to struggle out of them, but can’t free his hands.

CLOSE: Connor’s POV – blackness.

The sound of the shovel clanking against something.

CONNOR
Who’s there!

Connor struggles harder and frees his hands. He removes his blindfold and looks around.

He is alone, surrounded by makeshift graves in a cleared area surrounded by brush and trees. He backs away from the scene, stunned and horrified. His backing away turns into a panicked run through the woods. Branches slap and cut at his face as he runs in terror. He reaches a cleared area, realizes he’s run in a circle.

CONNOR
Calm down, you doofus.

Connor hears rustling in the brush behind him, and breaks into a run.

CLOSE: Connor running, pursued by something large behind him.

LONG SHOT: Connor breaks through the brush onto the road.

Sound: A diesel engine of a large truck.

Connor waves frantically and it passes him. Connor watches the truck, looks around, begins to walk forward on the road. He turns a bend and sees his car, parked on the shoulder.

CONNOR
She ditched it?

The keys are in the ignition.

Connor, muddied and bloodied, exhaustedly gets in his new car and drives off.

CUT TO:
INT: Wilton Mansion. Living Room.

Angel, Lorne, Spike, Willow, Fred and Tibby stand by as Mrs. Wilton is helped onto a stretcher by two strapping paramedics.

MRS. WILTON
I’m fine, really. Just a little dizzy spell. (to one of the hunky paramedics) Honey, would you pick my purse up off the floor for me? I need my medical card.

The paramedic turns his back to her and bends forward. Mrs. Wilton turns her head and winks at the girls.

MRS. WILTON
I’m going to the hospital just for the eye candy. (the girls giggle)

WILLOW
Don’t you be naughty and give the doctors a bad time.

The paramedics take Mrs. Wilton out on the stretcher, with Tibby and Angel following. Angel stops at the door and talks to Fred.

ANGEL
Tibby’s going to get Mrs. W. admitted. I’m gonna go look for Connor.

FRED
He’s nineteen years old, Angel. It’s not like he’s –

ANGEL
A kid. Doesn’t matter. Call me on my cell if you hear anything. (leaves)

CUT TO:
EXT: Griffith Park – the mountain roadway, leading past the zoo just before merging with the city streets.

CLOSE: Connor’s POV of the road ahead. He sees a woman standing by the road, hitchhiking. It’s Liz (looking very solid and tidy). Connor angrily stops for her.

CONNOR
I oughta leave you here! You ditched me. I almost got killed by some freak in the woods. (she gets in the car) I’m taking you home and I never want to see you again.

LIZ
You can’t take me home. My folks threw me out. I’m on the streets.

CONNOR
You’re kidding me, right? (pause) Okay, I’m taking you to my place. You’re gonna stay the night and I’ll take you to the shelter in the morning. Don’t talk to me either. (He turns on his car radio and drives off, pissed)

CUT TO:
INT: Wilton Mansion, living room.
Willow has made a little magic circle on the coffee table and is lighting candles.

FRED
Tibby said it’s probably just the flu.

WILLOW
Haven’t you noticed that only the women feel bad? Tired, like our energy’s been drained.

FRED
Why do you think everything has to be mystical? (a tense pause) I’m sorry. My inner Scully is coming out.

WILLOW
I’m just looking for a magical signature to see if anything supernatural has entered the house. Then you can build something all sciency to kill it.

Connor and Liz enter the front door as Willow lights her candle.

LIZ (almost screeching)
Candles! I love candles!

Liz runs over to the coffee table and knocks the candles over. A small fire ignites on the table which Willow quickly douses with a bowl of sand from the ritual circle.

WILLOW (annoyed)
Dammit!

FRED
Oh, great, the table’s scorched.

CONNOR (to the women)
Liz needs to crash here tonight. Her folks threw her out.

FRED (seeing Connor all muddied and bloodied)
Connor, what happened!

CONNOR
I have to call the police. Something horrible –

Fred suddenly staggers as if fainting from exhaustion.

FRED
What the –

WILLOW (to Liz)
It’s you. This began when you came in here the first time.

Liz turns and looks at Willow and any pretense of sweetness vanishes. Willow begins an incantation, looking for the magical signature.

LIZ
Shut up!

Liz attacks the candle circle again, grabs a candle and throws it onto a cushy cloth recliner. The chair bursts into flames and the fire alarm goes off, shrieking loudly. The noise brings Lorne running down the stairs. Fred gets the fire extinguisher from the kitchen and sprays the blazing chair.

Liz goes nuts – she begins to jump up and down, delirious with some kind of pleasure. Connor grabs her and she spins him around in a whirling dance, yelling something in a strange language. Lorne runs up to help Connor and Liz throws Connor to the side. She stares strangely at Lorne for a moment, then lets out a hideous ear-piercing non-human scream. Liz runs at Lorne and Connor blocks the way. He pushes Liz away from Lorne.

CONNOR
She’s crazy!

Suddenly every light in the place goes out. The door flies open and Liz flees thru it. Silence.

WILLOW (in the darkness)
Vampire!

Sounds of rustling around as the gang tries to turn on lights, etc. Finally, a single candle shines, held by Willow.

FRED
The lights won’t turn on.

WILLOW
She affected the electrical energy somehow. Get some candles,

CONNOR
You said she’s a vampire? No way, I would’ve known.

WILLOW
Not a blood drinker. A psychic vampire. Feeds off the emotional energies of humans.

LORNE
That explains why she didn’t like me. I’m not human. Either that, or she’s just psychotically homophobic.

More lights begin to enter the room as Fred sets up candles. Lorne fetches a flashlight from the kitchen.

CONNOR
Willow, that girl – she’s some kind of monster. A killer.

The lights come on. Everyone jumps.

WILLOW
Psychic vampires don’t kill. I should’ve know it – she just sucked the life out of the room when she came in earlier.

FRED
From the women. The guys were kinda buzzed by her.

WILLOW
She manipulated them to respond to her in a different way.

FRED
So she was draining the women, but actually

WILLOW
Feeding off the men. The sexual energy. (to Connor) Maybe she’s a succubus.

CONNOR (embarrassed)
Uh, no, we didn’t do anything like that.

LORNE
She’s talking about a type of parasitic demon, Connor. (pause) Are you sure you had that little man-to-man talk with your dad?

FRED
I’m calling Wes. Connor, call your dad, he’s going out of his mind worrying about you. Does anyone know where Spike is? We better gather the troops, something just hit the fan.

DISSOLVE:
EXT: Griffith Park, the scenic overlook – the same night about an hour and a half later.
The road is filled with police cars. Crime scene tape marks the trail up the incline and forensic investigators and detectives are working the scene.

Connor leans against a police car, head down. Angel has his arm around Connor’s shoulder. A detective is interviewing Connor.

DETECTIVE
You say she threw you down an embankment?

CONNOR
Yeah.

DETECTIVE
Show me where.

The detective and Connor walk down the roadway a few yards. Another cop stops and talks to Angel.

COP
Every parent’s nightmare.

ANGEL
Tell me about it.

The camera angle shifts to show Connor leading the detective down the embankment. He points downward.

CONNOR (points)
I landed about there.

The detective shines his flashlight on the area Connor indicates. Connor sees something and starts down the incline, the detective following. Connor kneels and pushes away some brush.

CLOSE: On a skeletal arm and hand, pointing upward back toward the road.

DETECTIVE
Don’t touch anything, son.

Connor looks at the pointing arm and hand. A charm bracelet still graces the remains. The heartshaped charm bears the inscription “Liz”.

Connor stands and looks toward where the hand is pointing. The line-of-sight goes to the makeshift graveyard. Connor silently goes back up the incline and walks over to Angel.

CONNOR (quietly)
There’s something up there. Among the graves.

ANGEL
You stay here. I’ll find it.

Angel steps over the crime scene tape, walks into the clearing.

COP
Hey, this is a crime scene! Stop right there!

Angel looks around and sees an iron bowl with very visible symbols etched onto it, being bagged by the forensic team.

ANGEL (walks away, saw what he was after)
Sorry.

DISSOLVE:
INT: Wilton Mansion, living room. Next day.

The entire gang sits around. The scorched chair has been removed. Wes and Willow go over a occult book. Lorne and Tibby are absent from the group.

WES (looking at the book)
He' Teth. A vampire goddess of Greek origin, probably brought to the Celts by Roman invaders. Worshipped by a peaceful forest clan with no inclination toward violence. A liability, it seems, as they were preyed upon by both rival tribes and Roman invaders.

ANGEL
So this vampire goddess gave them warrior powers?

WES
No. The tribe raises this vampire goddess, thinking exactly that – that she’d turn them into warriors. But the vampire goddess was parasitic. It just stirred up their emotions, making them angry and combative, but also turning against each other. The shaman of this tribe quickly saw they had a problem on their hands.

WILLOW
The goddess demanded female human sacrifice. Depopulated most of the women in the tribal community. It must have taken the female life force, transmuted it somehow, and fed it back to the men to stir them up. Then it fed off the energies of the men.

FRED
Kind of like an electric capacitor – taking energy from one source, pumping it up, and feeding it back out

WES
But it didn’t take the life force from the men. The men killed each other off. It seems this goddess requires the female energy to exist, but gets pleasure rather than sustenance from the men’s energies.

WILLOW
The goddess was also able to take the form of its female victims after a sacrifice. It used that form to work its influence on the men, then savored the chaotic response it created.

WES
When the priests halted the blood sacrifices, the vampire goddess changed to a form of psychic vampire. It began to feed on the psychic energy of the tribe’s remaining women. Drained them. Finally, it was magically banished and bound. By then, the tribe was wiped out. The women dead, the men killed each other.

CONNOR
So you’re saying it wasn’t Liz I picked up hitchhiking.

WES
It was this succubus in the guise of one of its victims.

CONNOR
But the guy who attacked me was a man. I thought you just said the succubus imitated its women victims.

ANGEL
He was probably a worshipper. Or he may have been promised something by someone from the demon world or a hell dimension. A succubus can’t come into this world on its own power. It must be summoned, A shaman or warlock who can control a succubus has a lot of power. He could even possess a living person or dead spirit through the succubus, or use the life energy to return a dead person to mortality.

FRED
We need to keep watching local homicide reports.

WILLOW
And do some magical sleuthing.

ANGEL
Gunn’s got connections on the police department. I’ll ask him to get us the forensics reports from the crime scene. Willow, Wes – find out more about this thing. Other than that, we can’t do much more except watch and wait.

The group falls silent. Spike enters from the front door.

SPIKE
Cheery lot.

They don’t answer.

SPIKE (to Connor)
Where’s your new girlfriend?

Connor just gives him a dirty look.

SPIKE
‘Scuze me for living! I’ll just go up and visit Party Boy.

Spike climbs the stairs and knocks on Lorne’s door.

LORNE (O.S.)
What?

SPIKE
Don’t tell me you’re grouchy too! Can I come in?

LORNE
Whatever.

Spike opens the door. The lights are off. Spike flips them on.

Lorne is laying on the bed, staring into space dejectedly. He looks completely demon again. He looks up at Spike, who stares back at him.

LORNE (ironic)
What’s wrong, did I grow a horn or something? (sits up)

SPIKE (sits down next to Lorne)
Y’know, there’s no pleasing you these days, mate. I thought you’d be all happy to pass among the white folk. You been dodgin’ the good doc, looks like she caught up to you.

LORNE
Can we have this Dawson’s Creek moment some other time? I happen to be going over my calendar of sucky moments from this last year.

SPIKE
Oh, don’t bleedin’ whine to me about your tough luck, green boy. You’re talkin’ to the Grand Champion of Sucky.

LORNE
Yeah? Let’s run a check, shall we? Got sick, dead boyfriend, abducted, tormented by the Initiative, went alcoholic, became a disco darling who couldn’t stand himself, and now back to square one.

SPIKE
Oh, please, I got you so sussed! Got dead, resurrected, did the Initiative thing before you thought of it, was never accepted by bloody anybody, let’s not even talk about my girlfriends, and as for drinking, I can drink you under the bloody table, mate.

LORNE
Sez you.

SPIKE
Sez me.

They stare at each other for a moment and break up laughing.

CUT TO:
INT: The homeless shelter. The next day, early evening. A young girl of about 15 is doing dishes. Connor is puttering around the kitchen, helping. He goes up to the girl.

CONNOR
Hey, Heidi. How’s it going.

HEIDI
It’s going.

CONNOR
Hey, Heidi. I think you should call your folks.

HEIDI
I’m not calling home. They hate me.

CONNOR
Call anyway.

CUT TO:
INT: Wilton Mansion. The living room.
Lorne sits slumped on a couch, watching TV. Fred enters the front door.

FRED
You got mail. Looks like a check.

LORNE (takes the envelope, looks it over)
The bar sold.

FRED (confused)
Bar?

LORNE
Our bar in New Orleans. Aden’s and mine.

Fred sits next to him on the couch and looks at the check.

FRED
Wow, you’re loaded. Uh, I mean, wow you’ve got some money. Final paycheck and now this. (rubs his arm consolingly). Sorry you had to sell the bar.

LORNE (smiling)
Just might open another one. Here in town.

Mrs. Wilton enters from another room. Fred beams happily and Lorne stands to greet her with a hug.

LORNE
Hey, Rosette. How ya feelin’, pumpkin?

MRS. WILTON
Good enough to go dancing. Are you game?

LORNE (sweetly but painfully)
Sure. Just let me find some dark glasses, a big hat and a heavy coat.

CUT TO:
INT: The Nick Harris Detective School in North Hollywood (yes, it really exists, BTW).
Angel and Wes stand at a desk talking with one of the teaching staff.

TEACHER
Well, you both passed the licensing exam so there’s no need to go thru the classes. I’d recommend it though. You say you’ve done this before?

ANGEL
Yeah. But this time, I’m going to do it better.

WES (looking at a brochure)
I might take the home study. (smiles a proud “head boy” smile) I’ve always wanted to be a Dick!

Silence.

WES
Detective. A private – detective.

TEACHER
Well, good luck to you and –

ANGEL
Angel Investigations. 2.0.

DISSOLVE:
INT: A mechanic’s shop. Looks very normal except for the large occult ritual circle on the floor.

CLOSE: The mechanic who attacked Connor. He’s chanting.

MECHANIC
As I am your servant, I have done as you commanded. I have raised this demon power to do your will. Take her and transform her. Use her and command her. Make her whole within another. Reward me as you promised. I am your most humble and obedient servant.

An oily black swirl appears in front of him. It roils in a whirlwind until a man materializes within it. That man is Ethan Rayne. He stares contemptuously at the mechanic groveling before him.

ETHAN
Oh, yes. Servants. There’s Upstairs (he waves his hand and the mechanic disappears screaming into a gaping hell hole beneath him) and there’s Downstairs.

Ethan chuckles at his witticism and watches the whirlwind continue to spin until a familiar looking woman steps from within it.

It’s Lilah.

ETHAN
Let’s go find your old boyfriend, shall we?

END

Guest Starring
Robin Sachre as Ethan Rayne
Stephanie Romanov as Lilah Morgan


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