Buffy the Vampire Slayer Page #21

ZEPH:

Where am I gonna find another

mechanic stupid enough to work for

my money?

PIKE:

Hey, have you seen Benny lately?

ZEPH:

No... You want me to give him a

message?

PIKE:

You should think about leaving,

too, man. Sell this place...

Something's going on here. I don't

know. Something real weird.

Pike gets in the car. It sputter, starts.

ZEPH:

Ah, you'll be coming back.

PIKE:

I don't think so.

ZEPH:

All right. Take care of yourself.

PIKE:

I am.

ZEPH:

Hey. What should I do if I see

Benny?

PIKE:

Run.

Pike peels out. Zeph watches him go.

ZEPH:

That's my guitar...

ANGLE - THE SUN

burning down.

CUT TO:

INT. PIKE'S CAR - NIGHT

On the edge of town. The car has stalled at an intersection.

Pike is hunched over the wheel, his head down as he listens to

the rasping ENGINE.

PIKE:

Come on, come on. Don't leave me,

baby. Come on, breathe.

Amilyn appears in the street in front of the car. Pike finally

hears the SCRAPING OF HIS FEET as he approaches the car. Pike

straightens up slowly, and as the rear view mirror comes INTO

THE FRAME, we see there are two more behind him. They are

both high-school age, fresh like Bessel and Benny. They all

approach, slowly.

Pike waits for a second, his hand on the key.

PIKE:

(continuing)

This is for the money, baby. Make

me proud.

He turns the key again and the car ROARS to life. The

headlights trap the hungry scowl of the vampires as Pike pops

the car in reverse, smashing into the back two vampires. They

both go flying, hurt but not killed.

ANGLE - INSIDE THE CAR

Pike races at Amilyn, but he leaps up as Pike reaches him, and

Pike hears a THUD as Amilyn lands on the roof of his car.

Pike continues to bullet down the street as a hand suddenly

punches through the roof, grabbing at him. He fights off the

hand and tries to control the speeding car.

It can't be done: he goes off the road and into a park. The

car careens along.

ANGLE - ON TOP OF THE CAR

Amilyn ride it, laughing.

ANGLE - INSIDE THE CAR

Pike spots a tree with a low branch and heads for it. Still

fighting, he aims at the branch. It gets closer.

ANGLE - ON TOP OF THE CAR

Amilyn looks up.

ANGLE - INSIDE THE CAR

They pass under the branch and we hear a TEARING THUD. The

arm stiffens and falls into Pike's lap.

The car hits another tree dead on. Pike slams into the steering

wheel. The guitar case flies right through the windshield and

lands on the grass.

Pike pulls himself slowly from the car. He is bleeding, but

not badly. Just shaken. He hears a low, seething WAIL from a

few yards back and turns around. Amilyn is getting shakily to

his feet.

PIKE:

Oh, give me a break.

Amilyn hisses at him, then turns and races away, snarling,

clutching what's left of his arm.

One of the other vampires nears him. Pike tries to run and

his knees buckle. He lands on them right next to the guitar

case. As the vampire nears, he pulls the guitar out of the

case and swings it, hitting the vampire in the head. He hits

him again. The vampire bats away the guitar and grabs Pike.

Brings his face to Pike's as Pike squirms.

A blasting kick in the head from Buffy. The vampire is flung

to one side, falls. He starts up at Buffy and she nails him

with a stake. Pike stares at her. She pulls a walkie-talkie

from her pocket.

BUFFY:

(into walkie-talkie)

I'm on the east side, near the

playground... all right.

She puts the walkie-talkie back.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

Hi.

PIKE:

Hi there.

BUFFY:

Is that your car?

PIKE:

It was. I think it's pretty much

ready for the --

The last vampire hits Pike from behind. Without missing a

beat, Buffy picks up the guitar and snaps the neck off. She

and the vampire meet in the middle -- the creature barely moves

before she buries the guitar neck in its chest. It falls.

Merrick runs up. He is wearing black jeans and a windbreaker.

He is more modern than he was before, but subtly. He sees the

decaying bodies, one with a guitar sticking out of its chest.

MERRICK:

Interesting.

BUFFY:

I kind of had to improvise.

(to Pike)

Sorry about your guitar.

PIKE:

That's okay. Umm, listen, I'm

not.... I have to fall down now.

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