EXT. GRAVEYARD - NIGHT
Fog rolls in. A teen couple stroll through.
Are you sure this is smart?
It's just a walk...
...that's not in the park.
The park is dangerous.
While this place is so comforting.
The teen guy holds up the teen girl and takes her hands in
I just want to be alone with you
without interruption. My world
doesn't revolve around you--you are
Aww Steve. I love you so much.
I love you too.
The teen guy and teen girl hug and prepare to kiss, but:
What a beautiful sight.
The teens jump out of their skin. They turn and discover
the voice belongs to a creepy dude.
Didn't mean to scare you. Just
making an observation.
Uh, well, thanks.
(to teen girl)
We should be going--got that exam
The girl nods rapidly.
Oh don't do that. Wouldn't want to
monopolize your time...would we?
The couple are startled to find a gruff dude and a big dude
approaching. The couple is scared shitless.
Please--we'll give you anything you
want. Just don't hurt us.
That's what they all say.
Unfortunately for you, what we want
involves hurting you.
The couple makes a run for it, but the creepy dude cuts them
off. He morphs into gameface triggering a SCREAM from the
couple. Close on the creepy dude grabbing the couple.
Dudes, let's eat.
There's a SWOOSH, several GRUNTS, and loud POOFS off-screen.
Creepy dude turns to look at the others but they've
disappeared. Now HE's scared. Close on creepy dude. A
THROAT CLEARS behind him. When he spins, a boot nails him
square in the face, followed by successive punches and kicks
from head-to-kneecaps with ungodly speed and force. The
creepy dude can't defend himself. A stake pierces him in
the chest, turning him to dust. Pull back--the couple is
shell-shocked. Nonchalantly standing in front of them
surrounded by an air of superiority is a casually-dressed,
sleek, sly, gorgeous young FEMALE twirling a stake.
A little advice: dating in a
graveyard is stupid and stupid
people shouldn't be in love. Wisen
up--then go for it. You'll live
longer that way. It really was a
beautiful moment between you two
though. Good luck.
The Female walks off WHISTLING.
CUT TO:INT. SUMMERS HOUSE, BUFFY'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Sunshine from outside and in. The sun provides the light
from outside. The glowing, sunny-dispositioned slayers
provide the light from inside. FAITH contentedly lies in
BUFFY's arms, head resting on Buffy's bare chest. Buffy
gazes adoringly at the raven-haired beauty.
Stop lookin' at me like that.
How am I looking at you?
In a way that makes me nervous.
Don't worry--you'll get used to it.
This will be one of my standard
Faith-gazes...along with humor,
understanding, and irritation at
your latest sex joke involving me
Put way too much thought into this.
It's you. I like thinking about you.
Then I guess it's okay.
Faith snuggles deeper into Buffy.
CUT TO:INT. CRYPT - MORNING
SPIKE sits on a leather couch watching tv.
Spike, my toe hurts.
The middle one on my right foot.
Maybe it's stuffed with all that
roast beef it ate.
Spike...what does that mean?
A frustrated Spike turns the tv off and heads into another
room where Drusilla nurses her toe on a bed.
It means I'm trying to watch the
telly--a task made impossible by
your blasted complaining.
But I ache without end.
And ANNOY without end.
Don't you love me anymore?
You're lucky I saved you from the
white hats. Dumping me for the
witch! I should drain you drop by
I was going to share her with you.
She would make for a delectable sex
Even if I believed you--which I
don't...well, the part about her
being choice submissive meat I can
agree with, but trust you in any
substantive manner? NO BLOODY WAY!
What can I do for my love that
would prove my undying devotion to you?
Spike's piercing gaze holds on Drusilla as he goes into
serious thinking mode.
Spike's eyes circle downward, then back up to Drusilla.
He's got something.
All right. You really care?
Help me sire Buffy the Vampire Slayer.