A guide to the gals' use of spells and magic. Dialogue from
the shooting scripts.
Soda Machine
Willow + Tara's first magical scene together had no dialogue, but then you didn't
really need words to see the connection between them.
LAUNDRY ROOM
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.
from Hush
Floating Rose
Willow + Tara's first spell.
INTERIOR - TARA'S DORM ROOM
Tara is kneeling on the floor pouring white powder, in the design of a four-point
star in a circle. Willow is holding a red rose.
Willow: (sitting across from Tara) I'm glad you wanted to get together. I know
it's late.
Tara: Thanks. I was happy you called.
Willow places the rose on top of the circled star.
Willow: We'll start out slow.
Tara sits and Willow reaches her hands out to her and they link hands.
Tara: Okay. Willow closes her eyes and Tara follows suit.
They sit there for a few seconds in silence.
Tara: Willow?
Willow: Yeah?
Tara: (eyes opening) Start out slow doing what?
Willow opens her eyes.
Willow: (in a soft voice) Oh. We're gonna float the rose. Then use the majiks
to pluck the petals off, one at a time. It's a test of synchronicity. Our minds
have to be perfectly attuned to work as a single delicate implement.
Tara: (a moment, then smiles) Cool.
Willow: And it should be very pretty.
They hold hands again and close their eyes. They are in deep concentration and
a bright light comes to life on the circled star. At the same time a soft breeze
sweeps through
the room and the rose starts to shudder. Slowing it begins to rise. When it
is shoulder level with the girls they open their eyes and look at it. They release
each other's hands.
Tara: (softly) It worked.
Willow: (softly) Now for the hard part. The petals.
They begin to concentrate again looking at the rose when the rose suddenly shoots
off across the room. Surprised, they stand and watch as the rose ricochets off
the walls a few times and have to duck to avoid it. It finally comes straight
down on the four point star and we see that it is petal-less but smoking.
Willow: (shocked) What the heck was that?
Tara: I don't know, but, uh, the petals are off.
from A New Man