Buffy the Vampire Slayer Page #28

We see a banner stretched across the central beam of the

ceiling. It reads "THE EARTH IS OUR HOME". A half dozen

inflatable globes dangle from the ceiling. Nicole and Kimberly

are stetting up the drinks table, unloading and stacking

hundreds of styrofoam cups. Jennifer crosses by them, carrying

an armful of plastic wrappings and containers.

JENNIFER:

I got all the plastic stuff. What

should I do with it?

KIMBERLY:

("you idiot")

Throw it out.

Jennifer crosses out as the two resume their conversation.

NICOLE:

I really was way way too too.

KIMBERLY:

Oh, please! When she ran onto the

field in the middle of the game?

Was that the most out-of-it thing

ever, or did I blink?

NICOLE:

I'm, like, yelling at her, 'What

are you doing?' And she's going

'Jeffrey, Jeffrey!' Way mental.

They laugh. Jennifer is the first to see Buffy walk in, looking

cleaned-up but still ragged. They stop laughing.

JENNIFER:

Hi, Buffy.

BUFFY:

Hi, guys.

KIMBERLY:

You were supposed to be here at

three.

BUFFY:

I forgot.

KIMBERLY:

Buffy, what is your sitch? You're

acting like The Thing From Another

Tax-Bracket; it's too weird.

BUFFY:

Look, a lot's been going on. That's

what I wanted to tell you guys about.

I need to tell you. You see... a

while ago, I met this guy --

KIMBERLY:

Oh my God you're having an affair.

NICOLE:

Cool!

JENNIFER:

Does Jeffrey know?

BUFFY:

It's not that at all. This is an

old guy, he's like fifty.

KIMBERLY/NICOLE

Eeyuu.

BUFFY:

No, no. Listen. Haven't you guys

noticed how weird things have gotten

around here? Like, people

disappearing, people turning up

dead...

NICOLE:

What are you talking about?

KIMBERLY:

Weird? You mean like you hanging

out with that homeless, Poke? I

saw you last night after the game.

BUFFY:

Pike.

NICOLE:

You're having a fling with him?

JENNIFER:

He doesn't look fifty.

BUFFY:

Guys. Guys! Reality pulled out of

her five minutes ago.

KIMBERLY:

Oh, thank you very much.

NICOLE:

Like you've got a grip.

KIMBERLY:

You're so out of it. You've blown

off cheerleading, you've blown off

dance committee --

BUFFY:

Excuse me for having something

important to do.

KIMBERLY:

This isn't important? The earth is

our home.

BUFFY:

Kimberly, it's a dance. It's a

stupid dance with a bunch of stupid

kids that I see every stupid day.

NICOLE:

So, we're stupid now?

KIMBERLY:

You know, just because you're having

full-on wiggans doesn't mean you

have to drag us into it. This isn't

just any dance. It happens ot be

the last dance of our last year.

NICOLE:

Except for Prom.

KIMBERLY:

Right.

JENNIFER:

And Spring Fling.

KIMBERLY:

Okay.

NICOLE:

And the January Semi-formal --

KIMBERLY:

Okay! Look, Buffy. You want to

play house with the unwashed masses,

that's fine. But personally, I

think you ought to spend a little

time prioritizing. I really do.

BUFFY:

Listen to you. What language are

you speaking?

KIMBERLY:

Get out of my facial.

She storms out.

NICOLE:

Well, I guess you got what you came

for.

BUFFY:

Nicole...

NICOLE:

Later for it.

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