Buffy the Vampire Slayer Page #18

BENNY:

Let me in.

PIKE:

Hey, I'm trying, but this window is

burnt --

Pike gets a good look at Benny for the first time.

BENNY:

Invite me in, Pike.

PIKE:

Wait a minute. What's wrong with

you, man?

BENNY:

I'm fine.

PIKE:

You look like sh*t, Benny.

Benny grins, presses his slimy forehead against the glass.

BENNY:

I... feel.... pretty.

PIKE:

No offense, man, but I think you're

on something nasty. Why don't you

just go and cool out and I'll see

you in the morning or something.

BENNY:

The sun! It burns! It burns!

He laughs at his impression, brown spittle caking the window.

BENNY:

(continuing)

Let me in, Pike! I'm hungry!

PIKE:

Get away from here.

BENNY:

I'm hungry.

PIKE:

I mean it.

Benny smiles, moves suddenly out of sight. Pike looks at the

window for a second, then bolts out of his room. He runs to

the front door, frantically hooks the chain. Benny appears at

the door's little window, banging and scraping the glass.

BENNY:

I'm hungry! I'm hungry! I'm hungry!

Pike backs away.

CUT TO:

EXT. DESERTED STREET - NIGHT

Buffy walks slowly down the street, trying to appear nonchalant,

but looking about her a lot.

BUFFY:

Sure is cold. What a dark night.

Nice night for a walk.

She whistles some, keeps walking.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

'Feelings, la la la la feelings'...

Boy, I'm helpless.

She passes an alley and there is a RUSTLING amid the garbage

cans. She moves slowly down the alley toward the noise. She

is about halfway down when a rat scurries out from the cans

and down a drain.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

Yeucch.

Behind her, another SOUND. She turns slowly. At the entrance

to the alley stands a vampire. They stare at each other, some

thirty feet away.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

Hello...

She moves back a step. The vampire takes a step.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

What do you want?

It floats rapidly at her, hissing. Buffy looks about her

frantically, trapped. It hits her at top speed and she

instantly rolls onto her back, flipping it and hurling it

against the wall at the end of the alley. As it hits, Buffy,

still rolling, produces a stake from her jacket and throws it

directly at its heart. The stake punctures the startled

creature's chest. Before he can so much as grab it, Buffy

throws a roundhouse kick, driving the stake all the way home

with her foot. The vampire screams, sinks to the ground.

Buffy turns, triumphant.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

Toaster-caked him!

CLOSEUP - A STOPWATCH

A hand stops it. It is Merrick, who steps into the alley and

stares at Buffy.

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE THE WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

The two exit Merrick's car, an old Dodge Dart. As they talk,

they make their way into the warehouse. Buffy looks out for

trouble while Merrick unlocks the door. This is obviously

their routine.

MERRICK:

He was slow. Very simple. They

won't all be that easy.

BUFFY:

Fine.

MERRICK:

And the alley was a mistake. Never

corner yourself like that. If they'd

come at you in force you'd be dead

now. One vampire is a lot easier

to kill then ten.

BUFFY:

Does the world 'Duhh' mean anything

to you?

MERRICK:

You felt a little sick, didn't you?

The cramps.

They enter the warehouse.

CUT TO:

INT. THE WAREHOUSE - SAME TIME

They unload their stuff as they argue.

BUFFY:

Nice conversationalist! Yeah, I

felt 'em a little, but I ain't due

for two weeks since you're so excited

about the subject.

MERRICK:

It's natural. A reaction to their

presence, to the... unnaturalness

of it. It's part of how you are

able to track them.

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