Hush
Tara's First Episode
Original Air Date: November 3, 1999
Episode 66, Season 4.10
Written by: Joss Whedon
TEASER
INT. LECTURE HALL - AFTERNOON (DAY)
The last rays of the afternoon sun pour into the class, blacklighting the students and washing Maggie's face in rich amber as she speaks. Buffy sits near the front, by Willow. Riley stands to one side of the class.
MAGGIE
So this is what it is.
Talking about communication,
talking about language.
Not the same thing. It's
about the way a child can
recognize and produce
phonemes that don't occur
in its native language.
It's about inspiration,
not the idea but the moment
before the idea when it's
total, when it blossoms in
your mind and connects to
everything, before the
coherent thought that
gives it shape, that locks
it in and cuts it off from
the universal. When you can
articulate it, it becomes
smaller. It's about thoughts
and experiences that we don't
have a word for. A demonstration.
Buffy Summers.
Buffy looks around her. Me?
MAGGIE
Thank you for volunteering.
Come down to the front here.
Hesitantly, Buffy does. Stands by Maggie.
MAGGIE
Typical college girl, one assumes.
Lie down on my desk.
BUFFY
What?
MAGGIE
Go ahead. You're perfectly safe.
Buffy does, pretty embarrassed. Some titters from the class. She lies on her back, propped up on her elbows and waiting for the next thing.
MAGGIE
Riley. If you could oblige?
Riley moves from his spot on the side. He seems quietly angry at Maggie as he says:
RILEY
A demonstration, right?
MAGGIE
Be a good boy.
He moves around to the back of the desk, stands by Buffy.
MAGGIE
(to the class)
A kiss is just a kiss,
I believe the line goes.
The rest comes from you.
Buffy and Riley look at each other, speak softly:
BUFFY
This feels very strange.
RILEY
Don't worry. If I kiss you,
it'll make the sun go down.
He takes her in his arms and in front of a sea of ogling students, they kiss.
CLOSE ON: BUFFY
As the kiss depends, the light changes. The sun is going down. As she pulls away, it is dark, moonlight the only illumination.
WIDE ANGLE: THE CLASS is empty. Just her and Riley.
RILEY
See?
BUFFY
Fortune favors the brave...
She stands as he looks about them. He turns to her -- and she puts her hand up. Did she hear something?
Very faintly, it can be made out: A little girl, humming tunelessly to herself.
BUFFY
Do you hear that?
She heads out of class, slowly. Riley watches her go, smiles as he whispers to himself.
RILEY
Along came a spider...
INT. SCHOOL ATRIUM/HALL - NIGHT
Buffy moves slowly through the atrium toward the hall, led by the humming, which becomes a nursery rhyme:
LITTLE GIRL
Can't even shout.
Can't even cry.
The Gentlemen are coming by.
Looking in windows,
knocking on doors...
They need to take seven
and they might take yours...
Buffy turns the corner and sees the girl standing facing her at the other end of the hall.
CLOSE ON: THE GIRL'S HANDS. In them is a small box, perfectly square, carved wood.
LITTLE GIRL
Can't call to mom.
Can't say a word.
You're gonna die screaming
but you won't be heard.
Riley comes out as well, a worried expression on his face. He comes to Buffy, reaches silently out to her...
Buffy looks back -- at a Hideous grinning white face that we see for an INSTANT before
INT. LECTURE HALL - AFTERNOON
Buffy wakes with a start.
MAGGIE
So I'll see you all Monday
for a final review session.
The class bustles about, getting their stuff together and filing out as Buffy gets her bearings. The light is different than in her dream - - just the nondescript glow of the overheads. A comforting space.
Willow is putting her books away.
WILLOW
Boy, that was an exciting class, huh?
BUFFY
Oh yeah. Wow.
WILLOW
And that last twenty minutes --
it was a revelation. Just laid
out everything we needed to know
for the final. I'd hate to have
missed that.
BUFFY
Just tell me I didn't snore.
WILLOW
(smiles)
You were very discreet.
Minimal drool.
BUFFY
Oh, yay.
They head out.
INT. SCHOOL ATRIUM/HALL - CONTINUING (AFTERNOON)
They round the corner heading out of class:
WILLOW
So, were you dreaming?
BUFFY
Yeah, it was kind of intense...
They pass Riley without seeing him. He folds in behind them, offering:
RILEY
Intense? Really?
‘Cause you seemed so peaceful.
BUFFY
(embarrassed)
Of course it was only
for a moment that --
RILEY
Right. You guys headed
toward Kresge?
BUFFY
Student center.
RILEY
Great. So this dream.
Willow stops, deciding to leave them alone.
WILLOW
You know, you guys go,
I'm gonna do the thing.
(to Buffy)
I'll see you after the Wicca group.
BUFFY
‘kay
RILEY
Bye..
As Buffy and Riley continue, we stay on Willow, who sneaks over to the arched window from the atrium to the hall to peek out at them.
RILEY (O.S.)
So, tell me about your dream.
As a psych major I'm qualified
to go "Hmmmm".
BUFFY (O.S.)
I don't remember it all...
We pan to find them rounding the corner and heading down the hall toward camera --
RILEY
Well, did I appear
at all in this dream?
BUFFY
(smiling)
There may have been a cameo...
RILEY
Is that right?
And they pass the arched window, where Willow is very subtly holding a book in front of her face.
BUFFY
A featured role, actually.
RILEY
Romantic lead?
BUFFY
I'm not saying any more.
As they pass out of frame Willow drops the book, looking out after them with satisfaction.
EXT. PSYCH BUILDING - DAY
A few moments later, as the two of them exit and head up the path:
RILEY
So what have you
got going on tonight?
BUFFY
Patrolling.
RILEY
Patrolling?
BUFFY
(quick cover)
Uh, petroleum.
RILEY
Petroleum.
BUFFY
Uh huh.
RILEY
Tonight you have crude oil.
BUFFY
And homework. What about you?
RILEY
Oh, you know, grading papers...
BUFFY
Well, that'll be fun.
RILEY
Not "petroleum" fun,
but it passes the time...
The stop by the wall, about to slip up.
BUFFY
So I'll...
RILEY
I guess I won't see you till...
BUFFY
Yeah...
They are close, leaning subtly in... could be a kiss...
BUFFY
What papers?
RILEY
Papers?
BUFFY
Grading what papers?
There's just the final coming up.
RILEY
Oh. Yeah. No, some late.... papers.
BUFFY
Oh. Okay, neat.
RILEY
Right. So.
BUFFY
Class.
RILEY
I'll see you then.
The moment is blown. They part, each completely unsatisfied by the closing. Buffy gets a few steps away, muttering to herself:
BUFFY
Fortune favors the brave...
She rolls her eyes, walks on.
BLACK OUT.
ACT ONE
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - DAY
Giles sits at his table, talking with Buffy on the phone.
GILES
"Can't even shout,
can't even cry...
the Gentlemen are coming by...
"It sounds vaguely familiar --
you're sure you never heard
this as a child?
(listens)
All right... and the girl
was holding a box. Nothing else?
(listens)
Well, it certainly could be
one of your prophecy dreams,
or it could just be the eternal
mystery that is your brain.
I'll check it out, let you
know if I come up with anything.
B'bye.
He hangs up, studies his notes. Calls out:
GILES
Have you ever heard
of a group call the Gentlemen?
The person he is talking to is Spike, who appears in the kitchen rummaging through some cupboards, mouth full of crackers.
SPIKE
Group a what?
GILES
The Gentlemen.
SPIKE
Don't know ‘em.
GILES
You're certain?
SPIKE
No. We're out of Weetabix.
Giles crosses to the shelf behind his couch, rummages as he talks.
GILES
We're out of Weetabix
because you ate it all. Again.
SPIKE
Get some more.
GILES
I thought vampires were
supposed to eat blood.
Spike crosses to the couch with a snack.
SPIKE
Yeah, well sometimes I like
to crumble up the Weetabix
in the blood. Gives it
a little texture.
GILES
Well, since the picture
you've just painted means
I will never touch food
of any kind again, I'm
afraid you'll have to
pick it up yourself.
SPIKE
Sissy.
EXT. GILES' COURTYARD - CONTINUING - DAY
The tenant opposite Giles is going through her mail as she lets herself into her apartment. Xander and Anya enter the courtyard, headed for Giles'. They are in mid argument.
XANDER
I don't get where
this is coming from.
ANYA
Well, what am I supposed to think?
XANDER
How can you say I'm "using you?"
ANYA
You don't care about
what I think, you don't
ask about my day...
XANDER
You really did turn
into a real girl, didn't you?
ANYA
See? And you make jokes
during my pain. You don't
care about me at all.
XANDER
I care about you.
ANYA
How much?
He searches for an answer.
ANYA
What do I mean to you?
XANDER
Well, I... we, you know,
we spend... we'll talk
about it later.
He opens the door and they enter.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - CONTINUING - DAY
ANYA
I think we should talk about it now!
GILES
Thank you for knocking --
XANDER
If you don't know how I feel --
ANYA
I don't! This isn't a relationship.
You don't need me! All you care
about is lots of orgasms!
Bit of a beat there.
XANDER
Okay, remember when we talked
about private conversations?
How they're less private when
they're in front of my friends?
SPIKE
(to Xander)
Oh, we're not your friends.
(to Anya)
Go on.
GILES
Please don't.
ANYA
This is important.
GILES
But why is it here?
XANDER
Mom said you wanted
me to swing by.
GILES
Oh. Yes, well I meant
after sundown. I need you
to take Spike for a few days.
XANDER
What?
SPIKE
What?
ANYA
What?
SPIKE
I'm not staying with him!
GILES
I have a friend coming to town.
I'd like us to be alone.
ANYA
Oh. You mean an orgasm friend.
GILES
Yes, that's exactly the most
appalling thing you could have said.
SPIKE
Worse than the blood in the weetabix?
Defeated, Giles sinks back into his chair as everyone talks over each other.
XANDER
He's not roaming around.
If he stays with me he
gets tied up again.
ANYA
What about us?
Our romantic evening?
SPIKE
I'm not having these two shag
while I'm tied to a chair three feet away.
XANDER
That's not exactly one of my fantasies either.
ANYA
So you're blowing off our evening.
Because you don't care about me.
XANDER
I don't want him to come over!
Talk to the Brit.
SPIKE
He better have cable
‘cause I'm not missing Passions...
INT. COMMONS - AFTERNOON (DAY)
Willow sits in the circle of wannabe wicca's. There are about ten of them, some in chairs, some on the floor. (Two will hold court particularly: CHERYL and NICOLE)
As we find them the circle is quiet, all eyes shut and hands outspread, palms up, as Nicole recites.
NICOLE
We come together, the Daughters
of Gaia, sisters to the moon.
We walk with the darkness,
the wolf is at our side.
Through the water fall
of power, to the blackest
heart of Eternity.
(opens her eyes)
I think we should have a bake sale.
CHERYL
I don't know...
NICOLE
You guys like a bake sale, right?
We need money for the dance
recital. And you know I do
an empowering lemon bundt.
As the girls are talking, we focus on one girl in particular. TARA sits on the floor, making herself as small as possible. When she speaks, it is hesitantly, with a slight stutter. When she doesn't, she seems to watch Willow most of the time.
CHERYL
The most important thing
is the Gaia Newsletter.
We need to get the message
of blessing out to the sisters.
Also, who left their scented
candles dripping all over my
womyn-power shrine?
WILLOW
Well, this is good,
this is all fun...
a bake sale, some baked
goods there... But there's
also other stuff... that
we might show interest in...
as a wicca group...
NICOLE
Like what?
WILLOW
Well, there's the wacky notion of spells...
CHERYL
Well you missed last week,
we did a healing chant for
Chloe's ankle, she said the
swelling went right down.
NICOLE
What is she doing
on a mountain bike anyway?
CHERYL
She was trying to impress Justin.
WILLOW
I was actually talking more
about real spells. You know:
conjuring, transmutation...
CHERYL
Oh yea, and then we can all
get on our broomsticks and
ride around on our broomsticks!
NICOLE
You know, certain stereotypes
are not very empowering...
TARA
I think that --
CHERYL
One person's energy can suck
the power right out of the
circle, no offense.
WILLOW
No, no, my energy's always very...
you really don't do any spells?
The girls look at each other -- who is this loser?
TARA
Well, mmmmaybe --
CHERYL
Yeah? Tara? Guys, quiet.
You have a suggestion?
Completely embarrassed by the attention, Tara just smiles and shakes her head.
CHERYL
Okay. Then let's talk
about the theme for the bacchanal.
Willow looks defeated. Tara looks at Willow.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - NIGHT
The girls enter the hall, talking. It's crowded and lively.
BUFFY
So, not stellar, huh?
WILLOW
Talk! All talk: blah blah
Gaia blah blah moon, menstrual
lifeforce power... I thought
after a few sessions we'd get
into something real, but...
BUFFY
No actually witches in your witch group.
WILLOW
Buncha wannablessedbe's.
It's just a fad. Nowadays
every girl with a henna tattoo
and a spice rack think she's
a sister to the dark ones.
They enter --
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - NIGHT
BUFFY
Sorry it was a bust. I know
you were looking to go further
in that department.
WILLOW
Well, I'd like to float something
bigger than a pencil someday...
Hey how's with you and Riley?
You guys seemed pretty snugly after class...
BUFFY
See above, re: talk, all talk.
WILLOW
Do I have to tie you two together?
BUFFY
We almost, but...
WILLOW
Get with it! I need my vicarious lovin'!
BUFFY
I don't know -- I get nervous,
and I start babbling, and he
babbles -- it's a babble-fest.
Plus every time we talk, I have
to lie. They slayer thing comes
up one way or another... it
bothers me that I can't tell
him the truth.
WILLOW
It didn't bother you with Parker.
BUFFY
I know. But with Riley...
I wish I could just come clean.
INT. THE INITIATIVE - NIGHT
FORREST
Well, you can't.
Forrest and Riley climb out of the master pit, sweaty from exercise. They are in the middle of the same conversation.
RILEY
I know I can't. But it
bugs me this time.
RILEY
What can I say?
(to another guy)
-- I don't see that report
on Thursday maneuvers by
tomorrow you're gonna be
on latrine duty and I'm
talking about the sector C
latrines where we keep the
big ass demons and you know
I mean that literally --
(to Forrest)
I'm a romantic.
INT. XANDER'S BASEMENT - NIGHT
Spike is tied to the reclining chair. Xander is just getting into bed.
SPIKE
Don't see why I have to be tied up.
XANDER
It's just while I'm sleeping.
SPIKE
Like I'd bite you anyway.
XANDER
Oh, you would.
SPIKE
Not bloody likely.
XANDER
I happen to be very biteable, pal.
I'm moist and delicious.
SPIKE
All right, yeah fine.
You're a nummy treat.
XANDER
And don't you forget it.
He turns out the light. There is a beat.
SPIKE
(as Anya)
Xander, don't you care about me?
XANDER
Shut up.
SPIKE
(Anya)
We never talk...
XANDER
Shut up.
Beat.
SPIKE
(Anya)
Xander...
XANDER
Shut up.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - NIGHT
Giles sits with books and notes, pondering.
GILES
"They need to take seven..."
Take seven what?
Doorbell. Giles rises, answers the door. Olivia stands behind it.
GILES
Olivia.
OLIVIA
Sorry I'm so late.
The flight was a horror.
GILES
Bad weather?
OLIVIA
Baseball movie.
GILES
Oh, I am sorry.
OLIVIA
Yes. That's enough small talk,
don't you think?
She wraps him up in a great big kiss, and we PAN DOWN to see his notes, focusing on the word "GENTLEMEN" written at the top...
INT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
We see a small box (as from the dream), bony white hands, a silent ritual. A wider view would show us we are behind an ornate, old- fashioned clock face, a second hand big as a man sweeping around behind the frosted glass of the face. But we may not see that much yet.
We do see the box opened, nothing but dark inside. We hear a whispering sound come from deep within.
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
The whispering spreads over the whole town.
EXT. A HOUSE - NIGHT
And over this house --
INT. CHILD'S BEDROOM - CONTINUING
Where a small boy lies sleeping, suddenly opening his mouth as though to let out a huge breath with a small CGI mist that snakes out of him and up out the window, but boy never waking up.
EXT. GILES' APARTMENT - NIGHT
Here, too, the whispering.
INT. GILES' BEDROOM - CONTINUING
Giles and Olivia are asleep -- and they too emit deep sudden, CGI breaths.
EXT. CAMPUS - NIGHT
Still with the whispering.
INT. TARA'S ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Her room is wicca-y and also painted black and depressed-y. She sleeps through her deep breath.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - NIGHT
Deep breaths.
EXT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
From up here we can see the whole town -- or possibly much less than all of it, but I can hope -- and the collective breaths snake all across the town heading here.
INT. CLOCK TOWER - CONTINUING
And they all stream directly into the box. A hand closes the lid, and we tilt up to see one of the Gentlemen.
He's old, bone white, bald -- Nosferatu meets Hellraiser by way of the Joker. Actually, he looks kind of like Mr. Burns, except he can't stop his rictus-grin, and his teeth are gleaming metal. As he grins with satisfaction...
BLACK OUT.
ACT TWO
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - MORNING
Buffy wakes. She's had a bit of a thrasher: The blankets are askew, her foot sticking out, head near, but mostly under, the pillow.
She yawns, pulls herself up. Grabbing a towel, she exists the room, leaving Willow still sleeping peacefully.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING - MORNING
Buffy exists her room and crosses to the bathroom.
INT. BATHROOM - A MOMENT LATER - MORNING
Buffy finishes washing her face. Drying off, she heads back out.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING - MORNING
As she crosses back to the room, Buffy sees a GIRL pass by. The girl's face is lined with tears, her expression wide eyed. She hurries by before Buffy can say anything. Buffy's gaze follows her all the way down the hall to see:
ANGLE: A BOY at the other end, pounding on someone's door.
After a moment, Buffy heads into her room, puzzled.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUOUS - MORNING
Willow is up, sitting sleepily on the side of the bed. Buffy moves to throw her towel on the back of her chair, saying:
BUFFY
(mouths)
Good morning.
Nothing comes out. She stops -- says it again. Tries to clear her throat.
Willow's --
WILLOW
(mouths)
Hey.
--Gets her no further. She freaks a bit, tries to talk, looks at Buffy--
BUFFY
(mouths)
Willow?
WILLOW
(mouths)
I'm deaf! I've gone deaf!
Buffy shakes her head, points to her throat. Willow goes to her, breathing hard, what do they do? They're both freaked.
Buffy thinks a moment, sticks her head out the door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING (MORNING)
There are five students gathered out here now, all reacting to the same malady. Buffy stares at them with growing concern.
INT. XANDER'S BASEMENT - MORNING
Xander stands up into frame, having the exact same problem, contorting his mouth in an effort to get sound out.
Spike is doing a much more civilized and calm version of same.
Xander stops. He points at Spike -- J'accuse! Spike looks at him. Me?
Xander realizes that's idiotic. Thinks. Rushes to the phone.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING - MORNING
Buffy reenters as the phone rings, passing Willow who's looking down her own throat at the mirror. Buffy picks up, remembers she can't talk--
INT. XANDER'S BASEMENT - CONTINUING - MORNING
--as does Xander, who hangs up. Spike looks at him like he's an idiot.
INT. RILEY'S ROOM - MORNING
Riley lies in bed in the dark as Forrest throws the door open, moves to wake him. Riley comes to instantly, sits up.
RILEY
(mouths)
What's the problem --
He stops, tries to talk, clears his throat -- the by now familiar response. Forrest shakes him, points to his own throat. Points outside: the rest of the house as well.
Riley reaches for his pants.
INT. LOWELL HOUSE - A MOMENT LATER - MORNING
Riley is pulling his shirt on as he exits his bedroom, Forrest with him, Another guy is coming down the second floor stairs, looking confused.
Riley and Forrest go down the steps to the ground floor at a good clip. There are maybe five guys there, confused, awaiting orders of anything that makes sense.
Riley signals for them to wait there as he and Forrest proceed to the elevator.
They stand before the mirror, let the green light wash over them. The voice says:
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Retinal scan accepted.
They react to the sound of a voice as the door slides open. They step in.
INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUING
The door shuts behind them and they go down, Forrest scribbling something on a notepad.
INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT - CONTINUING
As the elevator plummets.
INT. ELEVATOR - CONTINUING
Forrest holds the pad out to Riley. He has written: "IT'S ALL OVER TOWN."
The two look plenty concerned. Then the elevator stops.
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Vocal code not accepted.
Please state your name for vocal identification.
The two share a much more concerned look. Riley tries breathing on the intercom. Forrest rolls his eyes.
ELEVATOR (V.O.)
Vocal code not accepted.
Unauthorized beings will be
considered hostile. Please
commence vocal identification
in the next twenty seconds to
avoid countermeasures.
As the voice is speaking, Riley bangs on a panel, pops it open. There is a keypad and wires there. Riley pulls a card from his back pocket, inserts it in a slot. The digital readout above the keypad reads: OVERRIDE CODE?
Riley tries to remember. Forrest is too busy repeating:
FORREST
(mouths)
Countermeasures?
Hesitantly, Riley begins punching in a sequence of numbers. Forrest frantically scribbles --
ELEVATOR VOICE (V.O.)
Override code incorrect.
Ten seconds to lethal countermeasures.
Riley is trying again -- Forrest holds his pad behind Riley with emphasis, though Riley doesn't turn to read it.
It reads: COME ON, COME ON...
Riley keeps punching code. He cracks a smile of "I'm totally fucked."
ELEVATOR (V.O.)
Lethal countermeasures engaged.
ANGLE: THEIR FEET
As gas begins curling in from the corner of the elevator.
As a last resort, Riley tries to pull the wires out of the goddamn box -- and the lights go off.
The door slides open. Behind it stands a none too pleased Maggie, two other scientists behind her.
Riley and Forrest step out of the elevator -- Forrest with serious alacrity -- and stand before her. She points at a sign on the wall, then turns and walks away, the others in tow.
Riley and Forrest look at the sign before they follow.
It reads: IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, USE STAIRS.
INT. COMMONS - MORNING
There are a lot of people here, but it's totally different. Quiet, for one thing. People stand in groups, touching, writing things on notepads, all with questioning looks. The occasional person runs through the room in panic. One girl is crying in her boyfriend's arms.
Tara makes her way into the room, looking about her shyly.
Someone drops a bottle of Snapple or some such. It smashes on the floor, startling everyone a bit. Sheepishly, the person moves to clean it.
Tara looks about for someone. Not seeing them, she exits.
EXT. SUNNYDALE STREET - DAY
Buffy and Willow make their way through the street. Needless to say, it's quiet, but nevertheless there is a great deal of activity going on there. The girls walk hand in hand, needing the feel of each other's presence as they take in the following tableaux:
THE BANK, which has a sign saying "Sorry, we're CLOSED".
THE LIQUOR STORE, which has a sign saying "Yes, we're OPEN!", and a line that reaches well out the door.
A MAN, in a business suit, sitting in the middle of the road crying.
A CAR that is up on the sidewalk after crashing into the fire hydrant. A fountain of water shoots up next to it.
A PRAYER MEETING is being held in the nook by the magic shop. A preacher stands before a congregation reading silently from a bible. Next to him, an old woman holds a small chalkboard with the chapter and verse written on it.
Some ten people kneel before him, also reading silently. As they pray, a young college student joins them, kneels.
A MAN SELLING DRY ERASE BOARDS on the sidewalk. $10 apiece. They come with the velcroed on marker and a string to keep them around your neck (he wears one as demonstration). He's doing some business.
The girls pass by it all, wary and watching. See dry erase guy and give each other a look: what a sleaze.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - CONTINUING (DAY)
The gang's almost all here. Giles is at the table, researching. Xander and Anya watch TV with the sound off, waiting for some kind of bulletin. Olivia sits with a good strong drink in her hands. She clearly is the least prepared for this. She smiles politely at the girls as they enter, then takes a prodigious swing.
Xander and Anya look back at the girls, she nods in greeting. He stands, starts towards them -- a fact registered by Anya, who still questions his affections. But he stops, waves lamely -- he has nothing to say -- and turns back to the TV, perching on the arm of the sofa.
Giles rises, puts his hand on Buffy's arm.
Buffy returns the grip briefly, then looks at Giles, at the books. Anything?
Giles rises, puts his hand on Buffy's arm.
Buffy returns the grip briefly, then looks at Giles, at the books. Anything?
As she does, Willow determinedly scribbles on her board -- she has something to say.
Giles shrugs at Buffy -- no leads so far.
Willow holds her board out for him to read.
It says, "Hi Giles."
He smiles and gives her a paternal one armed hug in response.
Buffy absently removes her board as she looks at Giles' notes -- and sees the ones from last night.
CLOSE ON: GILES' NOTES. We see the two lines "Can't even shout, Can't even cry". It clicks, Buffy silently groaning that she didn't remember it before.
She picks Giles' notepad from the pile of books, holds it up, pointing to the top where he has written "THE GENTLEMEN". Gives him a questioning look. Again he shrugs, indicating there is nothing in the books.
Xander snaps, trying to get their attention as Anya turns the TV up. Something has come on: The local newscaster, with a special report.
Everyone gathers round to listen.
NEWSCASTER
We have this breaking news item
from Sunnydale California:
Apparently the entire town
has been quarantined due to
an epidemic of -- as strange
as this may sound -- laryngitis.
It seems the entire town has
been rendered unable to speak.
There is no word yet what might
have caused this or what other
effects might be seen from this
epidemic. Local authorities have
issued a statement -- a written
statement, I should say -- blaming
recent flu vaccinations. A few
skeptics call it a city-wide hoax.
In the meanwhile, Sunnydale has
effectively shut down; all schools
and businesses will be closed for
the time being, and residents are
advised to stay home and rest up.
The Center for Disease Control has
ordered the entire town quarantined --
no one can go in or out -- until
the syndrome is identified or the
symptoms disappear. We'll bring
you more on that as it develops.
Xander mouths, "That's it?", clearly frustrated. He turns the sound off again.
Buffy takes her board from the table, writes on it, holds it up to the others: "Keep researching. I should be in town tonight."
Giles mouths: "Why?"
INT. THE INITIATIVE - DAY
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
Because there will be chaos.
Maggie has a computer set up with voice function. She types and it speaks. She sits in an impromptu command center in the middle of the room. A clear map of the town, computers, a table and chairs. Riley and Forrest, along with three others, sit listening. They have legal pads and sharpies.
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
You will help keep order.
Dress as civilians. A military
presence would only increase panic.
Riley holds up his pad, with the inevitable question: "WHAT IS HAPPENING?"
Maggie types.
COMPUTER VOICE (V.O.)
We are looking into it.
Go. Help maintain order.
We will find an answer.
Off the boys, doubting it...
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
Buffy walks down the street, past a car that has hit a hydrant. Water gushes up above the car. In the background, kids are hanging out on a bench, blasting a boombox and partying a little too hard.
Buffy see something ahead, stops.
REVERSE ANGLE: RILEY is by the bookstore. On the sidewalk, someone has started a trash can fire, and Riley is framed in front of it. He is getting between two businessmen who are in a fistfight. Riley tries to be nice, then pushes one away sternly and effectively when he gets in his face.
Buffy comes up quickly. Riley has turned to talk to the other guy. As his back is turned the first guy picks up a pipe -- but Buffy comes up and grabs his wrist, twisting it quickly and efficiently till we hear something snap. The guy screams and drops to his knees, Buffy never even stopping or looking at the guy.
Riley has defused the second guy, turns to see Buffy. They fall into a strong embrace. Look at each other.
RILEY
(mouths)
Are you okay?
BUFFY
(nods, mouths)
You?
She touches his face. They hear glass breaking down the street and he indicates he should go. She nods, indicating she is heading the other way.
They part as far as holding hands, then pull each other back into a kiss.
He goes. Buffy watches a moment, then takes off the other direction.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - NIGHT
Willow has her laptop on her bed, is researching, coming up zeros. A few open books are laid out on the bed as well.
Buffy enters, clearly beat. Willow looks up at her: anything?
By way of answer, Buffy just keeps moving to the bed and collapses face down onto it.
Willow sighs, goes back to her work -- producing a silent but formidable yawn.
EXT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
A 2:00 approaches.
EXT. FRONT DOOR OF THE CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
We see only the bottom of the door as it opens, and a pair of feet flat outside, just inches from the floor, shoes flat and together, very prim. A moment, and another pair floats by.
EXT. STREET BY CLOCK TOWER - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
They approach from the clock tower, heading into town. Three pairs of Gentlemen, each pair with two Footmen flanking them.
The Gentlemen float just above ground, grins fixed. Two of them have spectacles, and they are various heights, but besides that, they are most similar. They split up, heading into different areas of town.
ANGLE: SUBURBAN STREET
As one pair floats down it, between the rows of silent houses.
EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT
A typical suburban nest. Two Gentlemen float into frame from behind camera. They look at each other -- then head for the front door.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - NIGHT
Giles lies sleeping, Olivia with her head on his chest. She sleeps less successfully.
After a bit she rises, pulls on his robe and pads downstairs toward the kitchen.
She stops, hearing something outside. Moves slowly toward the window. A glance to the sleeping Giles, then at the window, pulling the gauze curtain aside, peering out into the night.
ANGLE: OLIVIA'S POV
Through the window we see the dark street. It seems as though something is floating toward us from off in the shadows. We hold on it... and ANOTHER ONE floats into frame not two feet from us, grinning right at us.
Olivia starts back, terrified. For a long moment, she cannot move.
EXT. CAMPUS - NIGHT
Another pair of Gentlemen float by, footmen running behind.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - NIGHT
The lights are off in the halls here. All is silent -- and remains so as the grinning specters float into the hall, moving down slowly, craning their heads at every room.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
The girls sleep, unaware.
A shadow moves under the door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
But the Gentlemen do not stop. The one they want is not here. They turn the corner into:
INT. OTHER DORM HALL - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
And float down here, finally stopping outside a particular room.
The taller of the two raises his hand and knocks.
INT. BOY'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
Three distinct knocks on the door wake the boy. A little confused, he climbs out of bed and pads across the room.
He opens the door.
They stand politely before him, horrors beyond speaking of.
He cannot move, terror stretching his face -- and the Footmen grab him, drag him back toward the bed. Hold him down.
Now he struggles, trying to shout for help, the effort soundless, useless.
The Gentlemen float in, the door closing behind them, and float to the bed. One on each side.
The smaller of the two opens his doctors bag and withdraws a scalpel. He hands it to the taller.
They smile at each other, at the prospect of this fine harvest.
The boy's mouth screams as they cut into his chest.
BLACK OUT.
ACT THREE
INT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Five Gentlemen hover together, rustling like tall grass, as the sixth, our tall one, places his booty on the shrine.
It is the boy's heart, still fresh and sticky. He puts it in a chalice, and we widen to see there are seven chalices total, three of them containing hearts.
He turns to his companions. Golf claps.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - MORNING
Buffy comes out of her room and instantly senses something is wrong. At the junction to the next hall, a pair of girls comforting each other. Buffy heads that way.
INT. OTHER DORM HALL - CONTINUING - MORNING
Buffy enters to find more people, six or seven, most of them clustered around the boy's room. Buffy moves toward them, passes through.
INT. BOY'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING - MORNING
The lights are still off in here, and the shades drawn. Buffy enters, moves slowly to the body. Looks down at it.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - MORNING
Olivia sits on the stairs, drawing. She's clearly still shaken. Giles puts a mug of coffee beside her, crosses to the door.
He opens it, grabbing the morning paper from his doorstep.
The headline reads: "BRUTAL SLAYING SHOCKS SILENT COMMUNITY"
And the sub-heading: "15 Year Old Girl Found Stabbed, Heart Was Missing."
Focus on the words "Heart Was Missing."
Something starts to click in Giles' mind. He looks at Olivia, who holds up her sketch: what she saw last night.
Giles sees the picture, throws down his paper and crosses to his bookshelf. Scans the demon books until he finds a particular volume and pulls it out.
The title reads: "FAIRY TALES"
INT. LECTURE HALL - CONTINUING (DAY)
The lights are low -- it's dim but not dark. Xander is closing the last of the blinds. He heads down from the back to the front where the other are gathered. Buffy, Willow and Anya are in front row seats, Willow all ready to take notes. Giles is pulling the screen down. He has an overhead projector and a series of transparencies set up on the desk. Xander stands to one side, waits with the rest.
Giles slides a transparency on the projector, we see it on the screen.
ON THE SCREEN: "WHO ARE THE GENTLEMEN?"
Giles puts the next sheet on the projector.
ON THE SCREEN: A picture, in Giles' borderline child drawing, of a Gentleman, with the heading "THEY ARE FAIRY TALE MONSTERS."
Next sheet:
ON THE SCREEN: "WHAT DO THEY WANT?"
Willow's hand shoots up. Before Giles can put his transparency up, Willow points meaningfully at her heart.
XANDER
(mouths)
Boobies?
ON THE SCREEN: "HEARTS." Incongruously sweet cartoon hearts.
Giles places one on after another, tells a story thus:
ON THE SCREEN: "THEY COME TO A TOWN..." Two Gentlemen on a hill overlooking a small town.
ON THE SCREEN: "THEY STEAL ALL THE VOICES, SO NO ONE CAN SCREAM." A gentleman with his hand out, pulling some smoke-like mist out of the mouths of a group of people.
ON THE SCREEN: "THEN:" A Gentleman entering a bedroom.
ON THE SCREEN: A Gentleman cutting into a sleeping man. Kind of bloody.
ON THE SCREEN: The Gentleman holding his heart up. There is blood everywhere.
The kids exchange looks: Giles getting a little carried away with the blood there, gives them pause. All except Anya, who finds the picture show kind of neat. She even munches from a bag of popcorn.
ON THE SCREEN: "THEY NEED SEVEN." Picture of seven hearts. "THEY HAVE AT LEAST TWO."
Xander has scribbled on a pad, holds up for all to see: HOW DO YOU KILL THEM?
Buffy snorts contemptuously, then circles her fist around an imaginary stake, plunges it down repeatedly.
Everybody looks at her, a little thrown: the gesture doesn't read the way she intended.
Realizing it, Buffy hurriedly and sheepishly grabs a stake from her purse, repeats the gesture.
Everyone makes, "Oh, I get it" faces.
But Giles shakes his head, puts up:
ON THE SCREEN: "IN THE TALES, NO SWORD CAN KILL THEM." A Gentleman with several swords in him, still grinnin'.
ON THE SCREEN: "BUT THE PRINCESS SCREAMED ONCE AND THEY ALL DIED." A princess yelling her head off, Gentlemen falling over dead. "THEY CANNOT STAND THE HUMAN VOICE."
Taking a deep breath, Buffy lets out her best yell. Not a peep. Makes a "that's not gonna work" face.
Willow goes frantic with an idea, reaches into her bag and pulls out a CD. Mimes a person singing, then a Gentleman covering his ears in pain and then flopping over dead with his tongue hanging out.
Giles is ready for that one:
ON THE SCREEN: "ONLY A REAL HUMAN VOICE." Picture of a Gentleman perfectly happy with a gramophone playing nearby.
Willow makes a "Fine, whatever" gesture.
Buffy has written, holds up: "How do I get my voice back?"
Giles shrugs, points to books. Still looking.
He places another sheet on:
ON THE SCREEN: "BUFFY WILL PATROL TONIGHT." Picture of Buffy (that Buffy finds less than flattering) with a crossbow.
Buffy nods. Giles then points to himself and the others, then picks up a research book.
Xander objects. Points to himself, then mimes himself hunting with a rifle. Giles acquiesces, and Xander smiles happily.
Everyone stands, the show and tell concluded. Buffy crosses to the desk, picks up the picture of the Gentleman, the first one. Studies it.
INT. THE INITIATIVE - DAY
Riley and the boys are suiting up. We see the papers with the headlines, but no other info like Giles has.
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
Buffy patrols. Unlike last night, the streets are empty. No one wants to be out on such a night.
EXT. STREET BY THE CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Riley does as well. Sees the clock tower -- the bottom is boarded up and there is suspicious movement either downstairs or behind the clock face, depending on what we can manage. He starts toward it.
INT. TARA'S ROOM - NIGHT
Next to the book, we see a bunch of notes made out about spells -- another book lies open to the section: Spells of Speech and Silence. Next to that is the school directory, with the underlined entry: WILLOW ROSENBERG.......STEVENSON, RM 214 and her phone number.
Tara gathers up her books, heads for the door. Hand on the knob, she takes a moment to compose herself. Exits.
EXT. CAMPUS - NIGHT
She walks quickly through the empty campus, throwing glances about her.
Naturally, she drops her books.
We see her from behind, at a distance, stopping to pick them up.
Two Gentlemen float into frame from behind camera.
REVERSE ANGLE: Tara is in foreground, oblivious, as the two leering specters approach, some thirty feet behind.
Finally she senses something, turns around.
ANGLE: TARA'S POV
They smile right at us. Their Footmen coming out from behind them, loping our way.
Soundlessly, she screams, abandoning her books and scrambling away. She heads for the dorms, turning a corner just ahead of the Footmen, the Gentlemen bringing up the rear.
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
Buffy stops, sees something. She spots a Gentleman far away -- and is suddenly jumped by two Footmen.
INT. THIRD DORM HALL - NIGHT
Tara bursts in, running in a dead panic. She stops at a door in the middle of the hall, pounds on it, mouthing "HELP!"
INT. GIRL'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING - NIGHT
The girl whose door it is sits terrified in bed, not knowing what is out there.
INT. THIRD DORM HALL - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
Tara pounds -- and the Gentlemen enter the hall, heading effortlessly toward her. She flees.
EXT. SUNNYDALE - NIGHT
Buffy throws one Footman to the ground. She grabs the other by the head and twists its neck 180 degrees. It falls dead, and the other takes off, loping for home.
Buffy gives chase.
INT. GROUND FLOOR OF CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Riley enters the dark space by the front door. He makes his way cautiously, heads for the stairs -- and is jumped by a Footman. He loses his rifle, which skitters across the floor.
He pulls his telescoping baton from his boot and snaps it out to full length. Slams it under the back of the Footman's legs, sends him sprawling.
A second one leaps on him.
INT. STAIRWELL - CONTINUING - NIGHT
Tara runs up the stairs.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - A MOMENT LATER
Tara turns the corner here and starts banging on doors.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING - NIGHT
Willow is awake -- she hears the running and the pounding. Hesitantly, she approaches her door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORMHALL - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
Tara is pounding on the door.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - CONTINUING (NIGHT)
Summoning her courage, Willow reaches for the door --
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM HALL - CONTINUING
The door swings open in front of Tara.
A Gentleman stands behind it. Grinning right at her, the heart of a student held in his bony hand.
Tara starts back -- just as the first team of Gentlemen reach the hall. Their Footmen come charging around them and head for the girl.
Tara barrels down the hall. She looks back at her pursuers -- just as Willow comes out of HER room -- Tara slams into her and they both tumble, the door slamming shut.
Quickly, they scramble up, head out of the hall together. Willow is limping from the crash.
INT. STAIRWELL - CONTINUING - NIGHT
Incredibly similar to the one Tara went up. They start down the stairs, moving as fast as they can, the Footmen hard behind.
INT. GROUND FLOOR OF CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Riley elbows one Footman off him as the other scrambles back, jumps on him. Riley hits the ground, reaches for his gun.
ANGLE: BY THE DOOR
The Footman that Buffy was chasing comes in the door, scared. He passes the boarded-up window, and Buffy comes crashing through, crossbow slung over her back like a rifle, tackling him --
--Riley reaches his gun, slams the butt into the face of the Footman--
--Buffy kicks her Footman, throws another, reaches back for her crossbow spinning--
Riley comes up with the rifle:
They are facing each other, her with crossbow, him with stun gun.
They stare at each other.
BLACK OUT.
ACT FOUR
INT. GROUND FLOOR OF CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Staring.
There are three Footmen here, and now they attack en masse -- too close for weapons. Riley throws one while Buffy kicks hers. Riley gets his far enough away to blast it with an electrical charge. It keels over, spazzing out.
Buffy fires wide as the third is on her, knocking the crossbow down.
Riley turns and sees:
Buffy spinning, kicking to the head, then planting and driving the heel of her hand to the Footman's chest, sending him flying back into a beam and snapping it (someone told me we had a snapping beam).
Riley is even more stunned. This girl is superhuman.
He's grabbed from behind. Buffy sees one going upstairs, starts to take off after it, then looks to Riley. He seems to be in control of his fight, so she decides to follow.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - NIGHT
Giles crosses out of the kitchen and into the back room with two steaming mugs of coffee, passing Spike who opens the fridge. Spike pulls out a cup of blood, drinks deep.
When he lowers the mug he is in Vampface -- good blood!
He crosses the living room where Anya has fallen asleep on the couch researching. He puts his mug on the coffee table, knocking over some books. Peeved, he kneels to retrieve them.
Xander enters, tired. From his POV it looks like Spike is bending over Anya's neck. Spike sits up -- he's in vampface and has blood on his mouth.
Xander launches himself over the couch, taking Spike to the ground and beating on him. Anya sits up -- what's going on? Spike tries to point Anya out but can't make a sound.
Giles and Olivia rush out from the back room, sees what's up. Xander sees them, stops, looks over at Anya.
When he finally realizes Anya is okay, he rushes to her, kisses her. Spike sits up, dully furious.
Anya smiles, pleased by his display of true caring. Coquettishly, she makes a circle with her thumb and forefinger and sticks her other finger in it repeatedly. Xander smiles and they take off together, leaving Spike, Giles and Olivia a little grossed out.
INT. LAUNDRY ROOM - A MOMENT LATER
The girls enter and slam the door behind them, lock it. A Footman slams into it from the other side. Again -- it's clearly going to give.
In the middle of the room by a pillar, several feet in front of the door, is a coke machine. Willow moves toward it, tries pushing it, Tara falling in to help. No go. She takes a step back and stumbles on her bad leg, going clumsily to the ground.
She thinks a moment. Then, sitting up, she concentrates on the soda machine. Stares at it, brow furrowed. Tara watches her.
It shakes. It moves -- all of an inch.
Exhausted, Willow stops. It's too big.
The door nearly slams off its hinges.
Tara sits by Willow and slips her hand into Willow's. Fingers intertwining. Willow looks up at Tara. A beat.
As one, they turn to the soda machine.
It flies back into the door like a cannonball.
Willow looks at it, at Tara. She doesn't let go her hand.
INT. CLOCK TOWER - NIGHT
Buffy climbs up past a pendulum and into the clock tower. She looks to her right -- there is a shrine of jars, five of them full. No sooner does she see it than she is jumped by four Footmen. They wrestle her to the ground -- and here come the Gentlemen, the tall guy leading, scalpel in hand.
Buffy struggles but he is about to cut --
His partner looks on with glee, the others behind. Then his partner is blown out of frame by an electrical blast.
ANGLE: RILEY is still behind the pendulum. He fires again, hits a Footman.
That's all Buffy needs. She wrestles free, kicking the Footmen away, and starts fighting. The fight takes her over to the other side of the clock tower.
Riley fires his weapon -- out of juice. He throws it down and takes on a couple hand to hand.
The Gentlemen stand off to one side, grinning but worried.
Buffy is doing her best, but it's hard -- the she sees:
ANGLE: THE BOX
In the middle of the shrine, behind Riley.
FLASH: BUFFY'S DREAM -- we se the box in the girl's hands.
Buffy signals to Riley, who is blocked from her by Footmen, to smash the box. He gets the message, grabs his rifle and swings his rifle and swings the butt down on a harmless incense bowl.
Keeping the Footmen at bay, Buffy points to the box impatiently, mimes opening a box. Riley turns --
--Buffy is suddenly stabbed by a Gentleman, right in the arms. It throws her off and she is knocked to the ground face first by a Footman.
Riley smashes the box, starts back as something -- his voice -- comes back to him --
--Buffy rears back as well, on her knees, very pissed, taking in a huge breath --
--the Gentlemen look terrified.
She scream. Long, hard, top of her lungs.
The Footmen fall to the ground in writhing agony.
The Gentlemen put their hands to their ears, in as much agony, then go stiff, arms at their sides.
Then their heads explode.
Buffy and Riley look around them, exhausted, as the monsters all lie dead at their feet.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. COMMONS - DAY
There is a great deal of commotion, kids playing, chatting -- happy to be able to talk again. Willow and Tara find a relatively quiet corner together.
WILLOW
You were there looking for me?
TARA
(nods)
I thought m-m-maybe we could
do a spell... make people talk
again. I'd seen you... in the
group, the w-w-wicca group.
You were... different than them.
They didn't seem to know...
WILLOW
What they were talking about?
Tara smiles shyly: exactly.
TARA
I think if they saw a w-w-witch
they would... run away.
WILLOW
Yeah. So how long have
you been practicing?
TARA
Always. I mean, since I was little...
My mom used to... she had a lot of
power. Like you.
WILLOW
Oh, I'm not -- I don't have
much in the way of power,
really, I mean most of my
potions come out... soup.
Also spells going awry,
friends in danger --
I'm definitely nothing special.
TARA
No, you are.
She looks Willow in the eye as she says it. She means it. A moment, and she looks away again, embarrassed by her forwardness.
WILLOW
Well, I thought we made
a pretty good team --
not getting killed at all....
with some soda machine, boom!
Pretty cool. Seems like you're
kinda powerful.
TARA
I'd like to be. I feel like
I'm stuck. Like I'm at the
door and it won't open.
WILLOW
I know exactly what you mean.
The two share a sweet look -- the beginning of a real connection.
INT. GILES' APARTMENT - DAY
Giles and Olivia sit together.
GILES
So would you say this
was your best visit ever?
OLIVIA
All that time you used to
talk about witchcraft and
darkness and the like...
I just thought you were pretentious.
GILES
Oh, I was. But I was also right.
OLIVIA
So everything you told me was true.
GILES
Well, no, I wasn't actually
one of the original members
of Pink Floyd. But the monster
stuff, yes.
OLIVIA
Scary.
GILES
Too scary?
OLIVIA
I don't know.
INT. BUFFY AND WILLOW'S DORM ROOM - DAY
The door is ajar as Buffy folds her laundry. Riley does a knock and enters. Buffy turns, stops.
RILEY
Hi.
BUFFY
Hi.
He shuts the door. Crosses to Willow's bed and sits. Buffy sits on her own bed. After a beat...
RILEY
Well. I guess we have to talk.
BUFFY
I guess we do.
They sit. Wait.
BLACK OUT.
END OF SHOW