INT. ESPRESSO PUMP - DAY
TITLE: ONE WEEK EARLIER
Buffy and Willow sit with their drinks.
So then she tells me that the skirt
might be a smidgen short.
Kennedy said smidgen?
Actually, she phrased it as "your
ass is gonna show anytime you move
which would be fine if your ass
didn't belong to me". She can be
I can see why...you've got a
Thank you. Yours is majorly
exceptional too. I've thought
about that piece on many...
Willow drifts off once she realizes what she's saying. She
A lesbian admiring my ass...could
there be a better compliment?
What was it like? In the beginning
You mean the relationship or the
transition to a different lifestyle?
Why do you want to know?
We've never really talked about it.
I personally don't know any other
gay people besides Kennedy and I'd
rather not talk to her unless
absolutely necessary. I'm
curious--you always seemed so male-
You know, I think I've overplayed
the whole gay-now hand. I actually
find myself attracted to men.
Faith is right--take a serious look
at Giles and he is pretty yummy.
A sentiment not shared by my tummy.
I was with Oz for a long time. I
was in love with him and there
would be moments where I was
Dorothy stuck in the magical land
of OZ...Kansas so far away and that
wouldn't bother me. If I got stuck
in OZ forever, I'd be happy. And
if he hadn't left, I think we'd
still be together.
Really? Even with--
--Tara had perfect timing. Maybe
that's fate--I was sinking and she
pulled me back up. Falling in love
with her was so easy because it
felt right. It felt good, just as
good as, if not better than Oz.
Doesn't sound so conflicting.
I've been doing the girl-girl thing
for a while now. I thought there
was something seriously wrong with
me then. How could I feel that way
for a girl? Why was I feeling
these things? Was it her--me--Oz?
Were my emotions just screwing with
I had to summon every ounce of
strength just to stay sane.
Something so beautiful as
discovering a new slice of your
identity can be so painful and I
felt so isolated, so afraid of
everything in me and around
me...and I didn't want it to be
happening, but I couldn't help it.
When I let go, faced the music, I
ended up sharing my life with a
wonderful person and I'll never
I don't know what to say.
It's okay. Women--men--not much of
a difference if you're lucky. I'm
attracted to both--I could very
well spend the rest of my life with
Kennedy, but if not, then, to me,
anyone is for the taking. I know
some great guys--Xander, Giles,
Dino...Dino is the kind of guy I
could get behind.
Dino doesn't seem like the kind of
guy who would enjoy THAT.
Willow bursts out laughing and smacks Buffy on the arm.
Buffy joins in.
I'm glad we did this. Voicing
bisexual tendencies is actually
tougher than choosing sides.
I bet it is.
EXT. RESTFIELD - NIGHT
Faith handles a RED DEMON while Buffy takes on a big BLUE
DEMON. Faith struggles while Buffy massacres the Blue Demon.
Buffy kicks the Blue Demon and then jams her stake through
his face. The Blue Demon drops and Buffy pulls out her
stake, pleased with herself.
She turns to watch Faith get hit a few times and then flung
into a tree by the Red Demon. Buffy's eyes glaze over and
she bumrushes the Red Demon, nailing him with a wave of
blows that he can't stop. Buffy unloads on him until she
straddles him on the ground and punches him over and over
and over again until the Red Demon lies motionless, his face
smooshed and gooey and almost non-existent. Buffy gets up
as Faith approaches.
Never thought I'd say it, but
Are you okay? Are you hurt?
I'm fine--stunned me, that's all.
How are YOU?
Buffy stares for a moment. She smiles weakly.
INT. DEAN HOUSE - DAY
DAWN and ELLE sit on the floor writing in notebooks.
How's that algebra coming?
I figured out what X is:
exasperation. Letters should just
be letters and numbers be numbers--
why try to be something you're not?
Brittney Spears is a singer--she
can't act so the dimwit must stop.
Uh, Brittney Spears isn't a singer.
Purveyor of a slutty image--yes;
singer--no freakin' way.
Well, I'm done.
I finished about 3 minutes ago--
I've been waiting forever for you!
Dawn and Elle exchange notebooks. They look at them.
This is totally fab. Thanks.
The scoobs were so wrong--you
Summers girls aren't academically
That's Buffy. She got slayer
power, I got a brain. Rather have
You got plenty--not just physical
strength, but the power to attract
vivacious humans like me.
People might be a little freaked by
you...proving how they're ignorance
is selective. They know
something's up with you, just not
what it is. They're loss.
You don't have to keep doing that.
Working on my ego.
I don't want you to feel down about
I don't...as much.
Dawn reaches out and takes Elle's hand in hers.
I want you to understand that you
mean a lot to me...that I feel
special just for spending time with
you because of the kind of person
you are and not what you say.
Elle's taken aback by that. Her eyes begin to water. Dawn
gets on her knees and makes a move downwards. Elle closes
her eyes for a long moment before jumping away and on to her
feet. That startles Dawn and she falls back
I need to go to the bathroom.
Elle rushes up the stairs. Dawn cradles and shakes her head
in her hands.
INT. SUMMERS HOUSE - DAY
Willow, XANDER, and DINO sit around a coffee table reading
books. GILES enters with a book of his own.
Nothin'. We got nothin' on top of
the first 3 hours of nothin'.
Faith has an excuse for not sayinG
her endinG G's. You don't.
Thank you for that much-needed
grammar lesson Miss RosenburG.
Hey, let's keep our eyes on the
page here, continuing the reading
that we've been doing for 3 hours
as Xander pointed out before the
stupidity. We're supposed to read
these books thus completing the
necessary research. Get with the
reading program people and read.
(to Willow and Xander)
Everything he said. You can learn
Giles nods. Xander and Willow roll their eyes. Giles
leaves. Dino pulls out a map and lays it out on the table.
My route is the way to go.
I still say we should stop at
Nuh uh, no way. I will not
associate with any person or
company that associates themselves
with Michael Fat Ass Moore.
For the ninth--and hopefully last--
time, straight beeline for L.A.
with no diversions whatsoever.
Mine has diversions?
A geisha house tends to be an
Like you two wouldn't enjoy that?
Willow and Xander look at each other, then at Dino and bow
their heads in shame.
INT. APARTMENT - DAY
Buffy and Faith look around the empty place.
This place is you.
This place is dull. I ain't dull
so it ain't me.
Sure, it's got issues like no
furniture or paint. Of course,
everything the previous owners had
they took with them. It's called
Mockin' me won't convince me of the
allure. What's wrong with the
hotel--I got it good there.
Sunnydale is your home now. Hotels
are for passersby.
Who says I'm stickin' around?
There's a world outside SunnyD.
I've seen it--you should too.
Believe it or not, I like it here.
Faith SCOFFS. Buffy's indignant.
It took a few years, but I know
what I have. You have no reason to
leave...or is it no reason to stay?
I guess you can screw and slay in
any hotspot in America.
Never been a complex girl B. I
don't need much.
Different from what you want.
I know what I want. Do you?
Buffy and Faith stare for a moment. ANYA makes a loud
Absolutely not Faith. The west
side is nice, but you are an uptown
girl...the wisdom of Billy Joel
must be acknowledged, appreciated,
and astutely followed.
You like my hotel right?
The more I go, the more I want to
Faith smirks. Buffy shakes her head, frustrated.
So, what are we doing tonight?
INT. THE BRONZE - NIGHT
Xander, Anya, Willow, and Dino are seated.
I'm gonna make one more plea for
Keep pounding it home, I'll
probably give in eventually.
Well, I for one am not allowed and
proudly so--forbidden by my
Anya ignores him, fixated on the dancefloor.
Anya--Anya, the girl I date and
They were fighting earlier. How do
you just disregard a fight?
We fight all the time and disregard
it soon after.
Acute difference. They're not us.
Dino and Willow become thoughtful. They look at each other.
Dino nods away and Willow nods in the affirmative. They get
up and leave. Anya turns her attention to the dancefloor.
We head over there where Buffy and Faith dance with abandon
and virtually no air in between their bodies. Eyes shut,
they seem lost in the flow. Buffy rests her arm on Faith's
shoulder and opens her eyes. She gazes at Faith intensely.
The SOUNDS of the club suddenly drown out, replaced by a
deep HEARTBEAT. Buffy and Faith entangle their bodies,
Faith opening her eyes nearly thrown back by Buffy's gaze.
They continue like that, the only sound a HEARTBEAT that
speeds up as time passes. Their faces inch closer and
closer, the HEARTBEAT faster and faster. Their faces touch
as Faith leans into Buffy's ear to whisper:
I'm sorry for earlier Buffy.
Don't be--I'm the one who's sorry.
I just don't want you to leave.
No need to apologize for THAT.
Faith pulls back and smiles winningly. Buffy does the same.
The HEARTBEAT continues for a few moments until all the
SOUNDS of the club return and the SONG ends. Buffy and
Faith disengage from each other, slowly and reluctantly.
Somethin' you want?
Drink? Pretzels? Shoppin' spree
at Barney's or whatever?
I'll take one of the first, none of
the second, and a lifetime supply
of third...at your convenience.
I'm going to the bathroom.
No prob. Have fun. Don't fall
in--unless you like that kinda thing.
Faith wiggles her eyebrows. Buffy laughs and heads off. We
follow Faith to the bar where a DUNCE bumps into her and
spills his drink on her.
Yeah, that helps. I hate cleanin'.
Faith moves in the direction of the bathroom.
Buffy splashes water on her face. She takes a long look at
herself in the mirror before placing her hand on her chest.
What is going on? What is wrong
with me? This is so fucking wrong
and ridiculous. God Buffy,
complicate your life at will by
adding Faith to the mix. You're
not Willow. Why me? Why now when
I'm just starting to not only
regain my life, but mold it into
something I LIKE. Why? Why?
Buffy rubs her face.
INT. THE BRONZE - MINUTES LATER
Buffy exits the bathroom and makes her way to the gang.
Dino and Willow are back in there seats. Xander's tired,
probably because of Anya and her haughtiness.
On the dancefloor with you...but
obviously not anymore...so, I'm
going to say pass.
Maybe she got lost in the crowd,
looking for you?
Outside for air?
Shunning me in favor of you and
Xander prays to the ceiling. Buffy frantically scans the
club. She roams the area, no Faith in sight.
EXT. THE BRONZE - LATER
Buffy shoots out. She takes a few steps one way, then jogs
in the opposite direction. Buffy's breathing hard. She
looks stricken. After surveying the area a couple of times,
Buffy raps her arms around herself, as if cold.
END ACT ONE