Buffy the Vampire Slayer Page #26

GRUELLER:

(continuing)

You know, Buffy, I've always wanted

you.

He smiles again and leans toward her neck.

The stake that pops out through his chest is as much a surprise

to him as it is to Buffy. He falls backward, shocked and dead.

Behind him stands Pike.

One of the other vampires stupidly goes after Pike, who runs

away. Buffy instantly flips the other one over onto Grueller,

impaling him as well.

Pike runs more or less in a circle, yelling, the vampire at

his heels.

PIKE:

I didn't mean it! I didn't mean

it!

Wooden shard in hand, Buffy sprints toward them, jumps into a

series of flips. She lands with her legs around the vampire's

shoulders, plants the stake in its heart as they topple onto

Pike.

For a moment, Pike and Buffy lie on top of each other, breathing

hard. Then they get up awkwardly, embarrassed by their

touching, (and by their slight arousal).

BUFFY:

I didn't expect to see you.

PIKE:

I know.

BUFFY:

Why'd you come back?

PIKE:

I don't know. I kind of thought I

ought to be here. You know, this

isn't exactly the kind of thing you

can run away from.

BUFFY:

Thanks.

PIKE:

Besides, Oxnard sucks.

They start out of the site.

PIKE:

(continuing)

Listen, I... I really do want to

help. I mean, these guys are dag

nasty, and somewhere my best friend

is out there, and I'd like to, I

don't know. Even the score. Do

some damage. I'm good with damage.

ANGLE - KIMBERLY'S CAR

She drives by, see Buffy with Pike. It's an eyebrow-raiser,

but she keeps driving.

BUFFY:

Pike, I don't think you're up to

this.

PIKE:

I think I could help. You gonna

tell me you don't need help?

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - SAME TIME

Merrick runs up to the street where Buffy took the Harley. He

has shed the raccoon coat. The biker is still there, standing

in the road trying to thumb a ride.

MERRICK:

Did you see a girl come by here?

BIKER:

You don't mean, like, a cheerleader?

MERRICK:

Yes.

BIKER:

Yeah, I saw her. B*tch took my

wheels.

MERRICK:

Wheels?

BIKER:

My bike! She's a lesbian, too.

She told me.

MERRICK:

Which way did she go?

BIKER:

Down there.

He points. The CAMERA PANS with Merrick as he takes a step in

that direction, leaving the biker behind (and momentarily OUT

OF FRAME).

MERRICK:

Idiot girl. Can't watch over her.

How long ago did --

The CAMERA PAN back with Merrick as he turns to the biker, but

in his place stands Lothos. Not five feet from Merrick.

MERRICK:

Oh, my God.

ANGLE - THE BIKER

On his knees, Lothos' hand firmly locked around his throat.

He cannot move or breathe.

Merrick and Lothos look at each other a moment.

LOTHOS:

It's a beautiful night. I have

never understood the human tendency

to equate darkness with emptiness.

To me the black is so thick with

life, like soil... like blood.

Darkness writhes under my eye.

He looks at the night. Merrick slowly reaches for a gun stuck

in the back of his pants as Lothos continues.

LOTHOS:

(continuing)

I know who you are. She's out her,

as well, isn't she? Another Slayer.

Who is it this time? What offering

have you brought me?

EXT. ANOTHER STREET - ANGLE ON BUFFY - SAME TIME

She is crouching on the ground, holding her stomach and gritting

her teeth.

PIKE:

Buffy? What's wrong?

BUFFY:

Oh, God. It's him. I think it's

him.

PIKE:

Who?

BUFFY:

(not answering)

Merrick...

Buffy ups and runs in the direction of the noise. Calls back

to Pike.

BUFFY:

(continuing)

Stay here.

She runs out of sight.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - ANGLE ON THE BIKER - SAME TIME

Lothos lets him go and he falls, dead.

LOTHOS:

It doesn't really matter. The names,

the faces, they all melt together.

After a time, there really is no

difference. One more pathetic b*tch,

begging for me to suck on her clotted

heart.

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