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Date Posted: 13:48:06 07/31/02 Wed
Author: Jeanny & Dawneen
Subject: Act I
In reply to: Jeanny & Dawneen 's message, "Buffy #06 - The Box (unedited) - Previous Scenes & Teaser" on 13:46:52 07/31/02 Wed

ACT ONE
Scene III: Ext Summer’s House. Night.

BUFFY
(v.o.)
Any networthy tidbits

Scene IV: Int Summers dining room, Night.
BUFFY and WILLOW seated at the dining room table. Willow is on her laptop. Buffy is flipping lightly through a charred book from the Magic Box. The rest of the books are in the box we saw from the store - at the opposite end of the table.

BUFFY
(con’t)
on this sired slayer Saria or the Legion of the Undead?

WILLOW
I’ve got a few vague accounts of her in China mostly
but nothing really substantial - yet. However, with the
vamps, still a no-go. I’ve found several vamp cults in
Kentucky but they’re activity has been only in recent
years and nothing associated with a ‘mother’ of any
type. It would work better if we knew what they called
themselves.

BUFFY
Sure. When I see them next, I’ll ask for their
membership cards. What about that tattoo - the snaky
looking thingy?

WILLOW
(shaking her head)
Sorry. Would be easier if we knew how old this
cult was or if they’ve been…
(frown turns into a grin)
Ooh, I got an idea! Have Spike go undercover!

BUFFY
(shrugs, keeps looking at the book)
I dunno. Spike might not be the best choice right now -
he’s, um…something’s going on with him. Something…
strange.

WILLOW
(stops typing)
You don’t think he’s, you know, all ‘grrr’ again, do ya?

BUFFY
No, still chippy. Just - I dunno - he’s…odd. I think
maybe...I don‘t want to say dangerous, cause still
chipped...umm...

WILLOW
Unstable?

BUFFY
(shrugging)
Let’s just say I think it’s a good idea to avoid him for
the time being.

WILLOW
Buffy, he didn’t...

BUFFY
No! No, he...he‘s...I‘m gonna stick with odd. I’m not
really worried...about him. Unlike Xander.

WILLOW
You’ve noticed too, huh? True Xander hasn’t been in a
‘playing-with-others’ type mood lately.

BUFFY
(finally looks up from reading)
Yeah, and ‘brooding’ doesn’t wear well on him. I found
him at the Magic Box…again.

WILLOW gaves Buffy a concerned stare, which BUFFY returns.

BUFFY
(con’t)
Staring at blank books and recounting past mistakes. It’s kind of starting to annoy me. Is that bad?
(rushing on before WILLOW can respond)
I mean, I liked Anya...I did...a bit. She…she grew on
you. Okay, sure, she…she could be annoying at times -
granted, a lot. But she did help us and Xander did love
her so…
(pauses and grimaces)
where was I going with this?

WILLOW
Xander and needing closure?

BUFFY
Oh, yeah, I guess that was it. Anya loved that shop so
maybe in a way -

Scene V: Int. Magic Box, Night.

CLOSE UP on broken talisman, laying on floor.

BUFFY
(v.o.)
If he can get it back together, he can close that part of
his life as well.

PAN OUT: we see a profoundly melancholy XANDER, standing near counter and picking up charred objects. XANDER picks up one half of the talisman we saw earlier and seems to be fascinated by it, holding it up as if mesmerized. Absently he touches the other half and suddenly hears

FOCUS IN: on the broken talisman as XANDER brings the pieces together. Eerie music commences.

ANYA
(v.o.)
Hey! I wouldn’t do that! Bad idea!

RAPIDLY PAN OUT: A horrified XANDER tosses the second talisman across the room and drops the other one without thinking. Wildly scans room for the voice, but no one is there. XANDER breathes in deeply and exhales, trying to calm down.

XANDER
(whispers, nods)
It’s all in my mind.
(speaks louder with a laugh)
Nothing to see. Just…me, only ME. Omigod, do you
have any idea how much I HATE this place?
(throws arms up in the air as he addresses the surrounding emptiness)
It’s you...you’re like every bad thing in this Godforsaken
town in one small space. You promise that you’ll make
people happy and then you...you...you take away
everything, every life - every owner that dares to cross
that threshold. You drove Giles away. And if that wasn’t
bad enough, you had to...to rob me of…of…

SPIKE
(o.s.)
You know, the big soliloquy’s the first sign of
madness. S’all downhill from there.

XANDER freezes. Cut quickly to: SPIKE, standing behind him, calmly smoking a cigarette. Smug grin on his face as eyes XANDER.

SPIKE
(con’t)
If this don’t just make my day. Lemme guess,
Harris, tryin’ to make a go with this place too?

Switch back to: XANDER as he turns to face SPIKE with a startled and rather embarrassed look on his face. FLASH to a glimpse of the broken talisman start to glow red and white again. Focus back on XANDER as we hear:

ANYA
(v.o.)
You know why he’s here. He could never understand,
he’s just a monster.

Pan back out: we see the center of the store. SPIKE is standing on the top step looking down at XANDER, who is facing him and standing by the area where the cash register used to be. XANDER looks around nervously as SPIKE walks down and stops.

XANDER
(faintly)
Did you...hear something?

SPIKE
(sarcastic)
Oh, I see. Gonna pretend you weren’t just talking to the
walls like they might have it in for ya. No, no, that’s fine,
no business of mine, really. Didn’t mean to interrupt
your babblin’. Please - continue with…whatever it was
you were flutterin’ round about. Might even be amusing.

XANDER
(trying not to seem as freaked out as he is)
What the hell are you doing here, Spike?

SPIKE
(snorts, shakes head)
It’s all about ‘er, isn’t it?
(looks around)
Didn’t think this space would be occupied. Never been
much for dwellin on the might’ve beens, but
circumstances being what they are...I’ve been in more
of a questioning sort of mood. Been thinkin’ lately bout
things I did wrong, what I did right, and so forth, you
know.
(walks over to the table and runs his hand over it)
So, came here to do a bit of relivin’ of the old
memories - like you I gather. AlthoughI believe mine
might be a bit more - tawdry than yours. Possibly not,
she was a little minx, wasn’t she.
(smirks)
Oh, but this was definitely a sturdy table - Giles got his
money’s worth on it, I’ll say.

For a second it seems certain XANDER is going to attack SPIKE. SPIKE gives XANDER a smug smile, and XANDER shakes his head.

XANDER
No. No. You know what? I know you’re trying to bait
me, cause you’ve got some serious tortured I’m all
broody since I got my soul back and Buffy won’t give
me the time of day death wish thing happening, and
you want me to beat you up or stake you so you don’t
have to deal. And I’ll admit, most days nothing would
make me happier, but not here. Not today. Just...move
along. Go find someone else to be all impotent around.
I’m busy.

SPIKE’s jaw has been clenching during XANDER’S speech, but he forces himself to relax.

SPIKE
Got just as much right to be here as you, mate.

XANDER
Actually, no. You don’t. I’m the owner, in case you’re
unaware. And I say get the hell out of Anya’s shop.

SPIKE shrugs.

SPIKE
Yeah. Whatever. S’not like I care mightily one way or
the other. Just wanted to pay my respects, is all.
(heavy sigh, grounds cigarette out on floor)
Look, Anya, she was a good one - always gave me an
ear when I needed it. Passed no judgment. Two birds
of a feather we were.

ANYA
(v.o.)
He’s lying...

XANDER
(disgusted)
You’re a liar, Spike.

SPIKE
‘Course I am. But it’s not the lies I tell that upset your
little apple cart, mate. It’s the truths. And the truth is
that we evil things...

ANYA
(v.o.)
Xander...

XANDER shakes his head slightly, like trying to clear it. SPIKE continues like nothing’s amiss.

SPIKE
Right, evil things - like me and your ex...

ANYA
(v.o.)
Don’t let him talk about me like this!

SPIKE
...we got feelings too. Hell, even I miss Ahn-

As SPIKE speaks the name, XANDER’S eyes fill with rage. We see him race over to SPIKE. XANDER grabs SPIKE and starts punching the vamp in the face. After about four punches, XANDER has SPIKE on the ground. SPIKE cannot fight back (chip) so he goes down quietly.

With SPIKE on floor, XANDER turns his attention back to the store. He picks up items at random (charred books, jars, statutes - anything in reach) and smashes them on the ground. Every couple of items, we see him swing against the burnt walls. SPIKE cautiously stares up as XANDER continues on his tirade, but SPIKE makes no move to stop him. XANDER, panting heavily and sweating, picks up a pointed charred piece of the wood (probably was a piece of a shelf at one time) and is about to throw it in SPIKE’s direction.

Cut to: SPIKE, rolling out of the way.

Switch back to: XANDER suddenly stopping in mid throw and letting the wood stake clatter to the floor.

Flash to: a relieved SPIKE.

Go back to XANDER. His expression is blank now, trying to catch his breath. He looks down and sees the half of the talisman he dropped earlier.

CLOSE UP: broken talisman. SWITCH TO: XANDER, still panting, mesmerized by it. CUE eerie music again.

ANYA
(v.o.)
Please pick it up - for me.

XANDER obediently reaches down and grasps the talisman.

ANYA
(v.o.)
Thank you! I love you Xander!

XANDER
(mumbles)
I love you too, Ahn.

SWITCH TO: SPIKE standing up and dusting himself off, eyeing XANDER uneasily.

SPIKE
(mocks Anya’s voice)
Oh, Xander, how I love you too.
(chuckles)
This is beyond pathetic, Chunky. You’re bloody
crackin’ up. ‘Ello, she’s dead, remember? Big funeral,
lots of tears for all you pillocks. Hey, you listenin’ to
me?

XANDER stares blankly at the talisman, completely unaware that SPIKE is talking or even there. The eerie music continues.

SWITCH TO: SPIKE giving him a very impatient glare as he waits for XANDER to reply.

Cut back to: XANDER holding one half of the talisman.

Shot of XANDER’s jean pocket, talisman hurriedly shoved in. Camera follows XANDER’s movements as he turns to face SPIKE, expression still blank. We see him hastily walk across the floor towards a rather annoyed SPIKE.

SPIKE
Hey, did you even -

XANDER knocks SPIKE in the shoulder as he passes without acknowledgement.

Camera follows from SPIKE’S POV: we watch Xander continue to the door and than exit the Magic Box. As the door is closing we hear:

XANDER
(barely audible o.s.)
Damn shop is cursed.

We see XANDER’S silhouette through the front shop window’s moving rapidly passed. Focus back on: SPIKE’S inquisitive expression, which is shrugged off as Spike shakes his head.

SPIKE
(quietly)
Bloody mortals.

Pan out to show: SPIKE is now alone in the rumble and it’s quite dark.

SPIKE
(con’t)
Loathe the whole lot of ‘em…well, except you, Anya.
Meant what I said earlier. You and I, we truly connected.
Two has-been demons trying to find some piece of our
former selves in this mortal world.
(looks longingly at the rubble)
Oh, well, no use dwelling on the past, right?
(stiffens up)
It was good while it lasted. Be lookin’ you up when my
time comes to join the fiery ranks of the eternally
damned. Maybe we can start a fire or such...

SPIKE takes a quick look around than casually strides to the door and exits as well. As the door closes, camera PANS back into the store’s interior: a shimmering ‘ANYA’ is standing in the center of the store - a very smug evil smile spread across her face.

FADE OUT.

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