[Scene: Manor. Foyer. Prue and Leo are there looking at a teen picture of Piper when she had glasses and braces, stuck on a board along with other people's photos for the 10-year reunion.]
Prue: Alright, I know that it seems like she's being a little neurotic, but high school was hard for her. Really, really hard. You know, she was kind of like Jan Brady, the middle sister, not quite sure where she fits in.
Leo: Jan who?
Prue: Hmm.
Piper: (from upstairs) Okay, ready or not, here I come.
Prue: Okay, no matter what, just be supportive. (Piper comes down wearing a very weird black and gold feathered dress.) Wow! Um, you look great.
Leo: Really, really, really great.
Piper: Leo, two really's would have been plenty. I look ridiculous.
(Prue and Leo look at each other.)
Prue/Leo: No!
Leo: Uhh...
Prue: Feathers and...
Leo: Really...
Prue: Yeah.
Piper: Great, I'm going to my 10-year reunion and win most likely to scare people away at the door.
(Piper walks over to the mirror and starts removing her make-up. Prue motions for Leo to follow. He walks over to her.)
Leo: Come on, Piper, isn't this supposed to be a fun thing, you know, going back and seeing all your old friends?
Piper: You weren't by any chance popular in high school were you?
Leo: Well, I was I mean, is there a right answer to this question?
(Leo looks back at Prue and she shakes her head.)
Piper: Leo, I didn't like high school, not even a little bit. I was nobody in high school.
Prue: Piper, you were not a nobody.
Piper: Prue, you were class president. You have no idea what it's like on the other side.
Prue: Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry.
Piper: I just, I had this stupid idea that I'd go back in 10 years and show them, and all I'm gonna show them is that I'm a big haired freak.
Prue: Alright, you do not look like a freak. You just, you don't look like yourself.
Piper: Well, if I could go as myself, I wouldn't be having this problem.
Leo: Wait, so you mean this is like a costume party?
(They walk into the living room.)
Piper: What I mean is I'm this super powerful witch who's engaged to a Whitelighter saving the world from evil on a daily freaking basis, and all these people are going to see is the same pitiful loser who still lives at home with her sisters and her unemployed boyfriend.
Prue: Did you put a lot of hairspray on that hair?
Piper: No.
Prue: Well, then all is not lost. By the time I'm done with you, you are going to be the hottest chick at the reunion.
Piper: Really?
Prue: Mmm hmm. Who do you think helped Phoebe go blonde?
Leo: Hey, uh, speaking of Phoebe, maybe you guys should invite her to join you, she's been kind of distant lately.
Piper: Leo, when you find out your boyfriend is a demon and then you have to vanquish him, a little alone time is in order.
(Piper leaves the room.)
Prue: Besides, I think she's kind of avoiding me. You know, I mean, I never really liked Cole, and then I tried to warn her. I think it's a whole wounded pride thing.
Leo: What do we do?
Prue: We double team. You help Phoebe with her demons and I will help Piper with hers.
[Scene: An alchemist's lab. He smashes some glass test tubes with his hand. He holds up his bleeding hand. A woman (Terra) is standing in front of him.]
Kierkan: (shouting) I made you from my own blood, found you a flawless body and housed you in it. You were supposed to be my...
Terra: Masterpiece? I'm not a painting, Kierkan. That blood gave me your powers. You lust for life, yet you hold me captive in this hole and you expect me to be grateful?
Kierkan: Belthazor was more powerful than either of us. Where is he now? Vanquished by the Charmed Ones.
Terra: Is that fear I'm sensing? Is Kierkan, the dark and powerful alchemist afraid of three little witches?
Kierkan: Perhaps I should suck you into your little mixing bottle and start again. There's always room for improvement.
Terra: I have a better idea.
(She picks up a dagger and stabs herself with it.)
Kierkan: No! (Blue gas rises from her body and floats out the door.) I will find you, Terra. You belong to me!
[Cut to outside a building. A man in a suit is there talking on his cell phone.]
Man: I don't care, it has to be huge. And done. And done before the stock IPO's. And, uh, and please tell the music guy that I don't wanna hear anymore of that '90s techno crap. Okay, this is a computer game for the new millennium and I want it to freakin' sound like that. (Blue gas rises out of the drain and enters the man. She possesses him.)
Man/Terra: Bye now. (He hangs up.) Well, I've never been a man before. (He feels his crotch.) Walking should be interesting.
(The man looks into the reflection of the building and sees his non-possessed self.)
Man's reflection: What the hell is going on?
Man/Terra: I want you to take me to the Charmed Ones.
Man's reflection: What?
Man/Terra: The witches, you fool. They go by Halliwell.
(The man's reflection sees someone walk by and calls out.)
Man's reflection: Hey, hey, help me!
Man/Terra: Nice try, but nobody can hear you. You're just a trapped soul now. Only I can see you.
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[Scene: Manor. Piper's room. Prue and Piper are there. There are clothes all over her bed. Piper is dressed in a suit and is looking in the mirror.]
Piper: I don't know, maybe we should've gone back to the Betsy Johnson. You know, the cool club chick look as apposed to the classy club owner look.
Prue: Yeah or we could just wrap you in a sheet and send you as a Hare Krishna all right? What do you think about that? Since we already tried everything else.
Piper: I'm sorry. I just don't think I can do it. I can't go there and face all those horrific people.
Prue: I mean, come on, why do you even care what these people think?
Piper: Only a former cheerleader could ask that question.
Prue: Alright, look, I realise high school was very hard for you, but you are just not that shy awkward girl anymore.
Piper: But...
Prue: No! Now, you are going and you are going to have a great time, young lady.
Piper: You are not the boss of me.
Prue: Oh, I am too. Besides, nothing could be worse than my date last night.
Piper: What do you mean? I thought he was nice.
Prue: Oh, I have one word for you: halitosis. And he only scored a two.
Piper: Oh, Prue, please don't tell me you're making lists again.
Prue: Of course I am. Lists are good. Why waste your time if it's not gonna work out?
Piper: Well, maybe I can look around the reunion for you. I'm sure there's lots of eligible ex-football players for the head cheerleader.
Prue: Younger men are not on my list.
(Phoebe walks in.)
Phoebe: Hey, have you guys seen my glasses?
Prue: No.
Piper: Sorry.
Phoebe: Oh, damn.
(Phoebe walks back out. Prue and Piper follow her.)
Piper: Uh, Pheebs, are you sure you don't want to come tonight? You could work the bar and mix some yucky drinks for some ex-cheerleaders. (Prue elbows Piper.) Ugh!
Phoebe: As much fun as that sounds, I have a ton of school work that I need to catch up on, so I'm gonna be at the library all night.
Prue: Phoebe, look, we just want you to know that if you need to talk at all, we're here.
Phoebe: I know that. I'm okay.
Piper: Really? Cause you haven't spent like five minutes in the same room with us for over a week.
Phoebe: I'm sorry. It's just there's some things, some answers, that I need, and I sort of need to find them for myself, you know?
Prue: Soul searching?
Phoebe: Definitely... searching, yeah. But I'm okay, don't worry about me. (to Piper) You look beautiful.
Piper: Thanks.
Phoebe: Have fun tonight.
(She walks away.)
[Time lapse. Prue, Piper and Leo are carrying stuff for the reunion out to Piper's car. Someone in a car pulls up in front of the house.]
Justin: Piper Halliwell? You still living at home?
Piper: Justin Harper, is that you?
(Justin gets out of the car and Piper walks over to him.)
Justin: Hey.
(They hug.)
Leo: (to Prue) Uh, so who's this? Ex-boyfriend?
Prue: Oh, don't worry about him, Leo. He's just a friend from school. Besides, he had a really big crush on me. He used to follow me around like a puppy dog.
Piper: (to Justin) Are you going to the reunion?
Justin: Oh, yeah, nostalgia struck. Thought I'd drive around the old neighbourhood. Ten years. It's unbelievable.
Piper: Yeah. We were just actually heading to P3 for the planning committee. We have a lot more food than we have room for. Would you mind...
Justin: Absolutely.
(Piper walks back over to Leo. Prue carries a try of food over to Justin.)
Prue: Great! Here you go. Look at you, Justin, all grown up.
Justin: Yeah, you, too. Phoebe isn't it?
Prue: Hmm. Prue.
Justin: Prue, right. Sorry.
(Prue goes back inside.)
Leo: (to Piper) Well, it looks like you've got all the help you need, which is good because "they're" calling.
Piper: No, you can't cut out on me. I need you tonight.
Leo: I'll be back in time for the reunion, I promise.
Piper: Double extra promise.
Leo: I wouldn't miss it. I'm gonna have the prettiest date ever.
[Cut to Man/Terra sitting in a car near by watching them. The non-possessed self appears in the rear vision mirror.]
Man's reflection: Please. Look, you've found them. Why don't you just get out of me?
Man/Terra: I have to get one of them alone. The transfer's a little, huh, messy. I can't do it just anywhere.
Man's reflection: Look, I'm begging you. I can't stand this anymore. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm suffocating.
Man/Terra: That's because your soul is dying. It'll be easier if you don't fight it.
(Piper and Justin drive off and Man/Terra follows.)
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[Scene: Mausoleum. The same mausoleum where Phoebe faked Cole's death. Phoebe's there looking at the hole in the ground where she burnt Cole's shirt.]
Phoebe: Cole, if you can hear me. I can't stand lying anymore. I have to tell my sisters that you're alive, that I let you go, and that you would never do anything to hurt us and, that you love me. I just don't know how to do it. I need...
(She leans against a coffin and has a premonition of the past. In the premonition there is Cole's mother, father and baby Cole. The mother pushes the father and she zaps him with her power. The premonition ends and Phoebe looks at the coffin. She wipes off the dust and sees "Benjamin Coleridge Turner 1859-1888" carved on it.)
[Scene: P3. Prue and Piper come down the stairs carrying plates of food.]
Prue: Now just remember, even if you can't tell them that you're super witch, you can still act like it.
(Piper spots a blonde woman standing across the room.)
Piper: Oh, my god, Missy Campbell, homecoming queen.
Prue: Oh, please, it's ancient history. You can do this.
(Piper walks over to her. Prue goes up to the bar where Justin is sitting.)
Piper: Uh huh. Missy, is that you? (Missy looks confused.) Piper. Piper Halliwell. Uh, we had chem. together and Miss flower for English.
Missy: Right, Piper. You used to sit in the back of class drawing pictures on your jeans.
Piper: Yes! Yeah, that, yep, that was me.
Missy: Wow, your skin has really cleared up. Accutane?
Piper: No, n-no, I guess, you know, ten years. Is there anything I can do to help or...
Missy: Do you know what would be great? Can you get this trash out of here?
(She points to a pile of trash on the floor.)
Piper: Absolutely. I, yeah. I can, I can totally do that. I know where the dumpster is and everything.
[Cut to the bar where Prue and Justin are sitting.]
Prue: Alright, that's it, she needs me.
Justin: She's gotta find her legs on her own sometime.
Prue: Sorry?
Justin: Remember when she ran for freshman class secretary? She got so nervous that you had to go up on stage and finish her speech for her.
Prue: See, I knew that you remembered me. Why did you call me Phoebe?
Justin: Listen, you plagued my high school existence. I pretend not to remember your name. I mean, a guy's got to turn the tables every, you know, ten years or so.
(Man/Terra walks down the stairs and spots Piper cleaning up the trash.)
Prue: I plagued your high school existence?
Justin: Please, I was your willing slave and you know it. You did me a favour though.
Prue: I did?
Justin: Oh, absolutely. Yeah, see, I don't go for women like you anymore.
Prue: Women like me?
Justin: Well, number one on my list, no women can make me drool. They hold way too much power. (Prue smiles.) What?
Prue: You have a list? (Prue sees Piper picking up the trash.) Oh! (She goes over to her.) Piper, what are you doing?
Piper: Uh, Missy asked me to take out the trash, so...
Prue: So, you own this place, alright? Tell somebody else to take out the trash.
Piper: Prue, I can't, look, I can't explain it, but being around these people make me feel like exactly when I was 16, invisible and inferior.
Prue: You want me to beat them up? Cause I-I-'II beat them up one-by-one.
Piper: No. Look, it's not them. It's just me.
Prue: Alright, so what are you going to do about it?
Piper: Take out of the trash?
Prue: Piper.
Piper: Okay, I'm going to take out the trash and try and get a grip. And then I'm going to come back in here and do something about these streamers and balloons. Because, what, are we still at the prom?
Prue: Hmm.
(Piper picks up the bags of rubbish and takes them outside. Prue sits back down at the bar. Man/Terra picks up a knife.)
[Cut to outside. Piper puts the rubbish bags in a dumpster. Man/Terra walks outside. Piper turns around and gets a fright. He jabs the knife in his chest.]
Piper: Oh my god, oh my god.
(The man falls to the ground. Piper kneels in front of him and the blue gas rises out of him and into Piper. She stands up.)
Piper/Terra: Thanks for the lift. (She covers the man with an old sheet. She looks into some broken glass and non-possessed Piper's reflection shows up.) You'd better be as powerful as they say you are.
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[Scene: P3. Piper/Terra walks in P3. She looks into a mirror.]
Piper/Terra: Uh, help me out. What is our sister's name?
Piper's reflection: If you get out of my body now, I might not have to vanquish your sorry ass.
Piper/Terra: Not as weak as you seemed after all. That'll change.
[Cut to Prue and Justin at the bar.]
Prue: Wow. You only scored a four. That is just so sad.
Justin: Well, excuse me, but you only scored a five out of ten on my list.
Prue: Right, so I got an F but, dude, you got an F-minus.
Justin: Ouch. That's a bad high school flashback.
(Prue sees Piper gulping down shots of alcohol. Prue runs over to her.)
Prue: Uh-oh. Hi! Okay, hi. Don't really think that that's the best way to deal with your reunion jitters, okay.
Piper/Terra: What? Oh, okay.
(Missy comes up to them.)
Missy: Piper, can you move your hors d'oeuvres to the other table? Heather wants to use that one for the Then and Now photos.
Piper/Terra: Uh, sure, whatever you say.
(Missy walks away.)
Prue: No. You stand up to her. You can do it.
Piper/Terra: I can?
Prue: You can do it.
Piper/Terra: Okay. (to Missy) Hey! Bitch! Move the trays yourself.
Prue: Alright, um, that was great, although the bitch part might have been a little much, but...
(Piper grabs Prue's arm.)
Piper: Prue, help me!
Prue: Alright, what's wrong?
Piper/Terra: Uh, nothing. I just don't feel very well, um, I should go home.
Prue: Oh, no, you don't. I'm not letting you skip your reunion, alright? You did great just now.
Piper/Terra: I just need to rest. I'll be back.
Prue: Now, you get back here by 6:00 otherwise I'm gonna come and get you and it won't be pretty. Got it?
Piper/Terra: Mmm hmm.
Prue: Uh-huh.
Piper/Terra: Okay.
[Cut to outside P3. Kierkan is there. He finds the man and removes the sheet. A bright light comes out of Kierkan's hand and shines into the man. He chants. The man comes back to life.]
Man: What... what the hell?
Kierkan: The spirit who possessed you, with whom did she replace you?
Man: What? (The man sees the knife sticking out of his chest.) Oh, god, she stabbed me.
(Kierkan pins the man to the wall.)
Kierkan: Focus!
Man: She's a woman. Uh, brown hair. We followed her from Prescott Street. The pink house on Prescott Street.
(Kierkan lets the man go.)
Kierkan: What was her plan?
Man: She was saying something about wanting to kill some guy. Uh, something about revenge.
Kierkan: Predictable. After all, it's exactly what I would do.
Man: How, how am I still alive?
Kierkan: Oh, no. Not still, again. My specialty, along with this.
(He kills the man again and covers him up.)
[Scene: Historical Society. Phoebe's there standing in front of a desk where a woman sits looking at an old newspaper.]
Woman: Benjamin Coleridge Turner died in 1888, although there's no date of death for his wife. That's odd. There should be some record of that.
Phoebe: Um, they had a baby though, didn't they? I think.
Woman: Yes. A son. Cole Turner. Born in 1885. Never got to know his father, unfortunately.
Phoebe: Cole Turner. It can't be.
Woman: That's strange. There's no date of death for him either. Must be another clerical error. I can't imagine he's alive and kicking at 115.
Phoebe: No. Can't imagine that.
[Scene: Manor. Piper/Terra walks inside. She looks into a mirror.]
Piper/Terra: Don't you get it? He's going to find us.
Piper's reflection: Okay, I'll say it again slowly. Try to follow this time. I'm not going to tell you what my powers are.
(Piper/Terra walks into the living room and looks out the window.)
Piper/Terra: I can't figure out if you're stubborn or stupid. If I can't fight him, he's going to kill us. He's looking for me. I can feel him. He's getting close.
(She looks in another mirror.)
Piper's reflection: Well, get out of my body and I'll help you fight him.
Piper/Terra: I can't survive without a body, and I'd much rather your soul die than mine.
(She walks into the conservatory.)
Piper's reflection: My sisters will figure out what you've done and...
Piper/Terra: And what? What do you plan to do? Wave to them from the mirror? You're nothing but my reflection to them.
Piper's reflection: I controlled my arm at P3. I used my voice. I'll get stronger and when I do...
Piper/Terra: Wrong. You'll get weaker, and in a few hours you'll die. And there's really nothing you can do about it.
Piper's reflection: Well, then you better watch your back. Because if I die, my sisters will make you wish you died with me.
Piper/Terra: Hmm. Care about you a lot, these sisters of yours. (She walks into the kitchen.) Think they'd come running to help you fight off an angry demon? (She picks up the phone and dials a number.) (into phone) Hello. I'd like the number of P3, please,
Piper: Ugh. What do you think you're doing?
Piper/Terra: Well, you may have a death wish, but I don't. And if you won't help me, I know someone who will.
[Cut to P3. Prue's behind the bar. Missy comes up to the bar.]
Missy: Are you almost finished with that? Because I need you to help the DJ set up.
(Prue pretends to scratch her nose but really uses her power to make dozens of balloons fall down from the roof.)
Prue: Oh.
Missy: That's the third time that's happened.
Prue: That's too bad.
Missy: Oh, man! (She starts to pick up the balloons.) Okay, guys, just don't panic, there's plenty of time.
(Prue smiles and looks pleased with herself. Justin comes up to the bar.)
Justin: Man, I think Missy's gonna have an embolism.
Prue: Yeah, uh, can you hand me those glasses?
(He does so.)
Justin: It's weird though, right? I mean, those balloons. She used like three pounds of tape.
Prue: Scotch tape. Hardly sturdy.
Justin: Yeah, I still think you might have a poltergeist.
Prue: A what?
Justin: You know, a ghost that plays tricks.
Prue: Yeah, I know what a poltergeist is but do you really believe in that stuff?
Justin: Yeah, absolutely. Makes life interesting..
Prue: Huh.
Justin: What?
Prue: Nothing. It's just that, um, believing in the supernatural should definitely be on my list. (The phone rings. Prue answers it.) P3.
Piper/Terra: Prue? It's me.
Prue: Piper, what's wrong?
Piper/Terra: I-I-I got home and there was a demon in the house.
Prue: Are you okay? Did you freeze him?
[Cut to Piper/Terra in the manor.]
Piper/Terra: (to herself) Freeze him? That's good. (in the phone) No, he-he got away and he had this wild hair and these intense bulging eyes and he said he was gonna come back.
Prue: Uh, alright, look in the Book Of Shadows for a vanquish and I'll pick up Phoebe and we'll meet you at the house, okay?
Piper/Terra: Okay, but hurry, because he could come back any minute.
Prue: Alright, bye.
(She hangs up.)
Piper/Terra: Where's the book?
Piper: You just made a big mistake calling my sisters home.
Piper/Terra: Is that what you think?
Piper's reflection: That is what I know.
Piper/Terra: Well, here's what I think. When your precious sisters come home, I'll kill you and possess one of them. And if that one won't help me, I'll simply repeat the process. So, what do you say, Piper? One dead demon or three dead witches?
Piper's reflection: The Book of Shadows is in the attic.
Piper/Terra: Good choice.
(She heads for the attic.)
[Scene: Historical Society. Phoebe's there reading an old newspaper. Her cell phone rings and she answers it.]
Phoebe: Hello?
Prue: Hey, alright, don't panic, but Piper found a demon in the house, and I'm on my way...
Phoebe: Was it... uh, wait, wh-who was it? What demon?
Prue: Well, he had wild hair and bulging eyes, and said that he would be back. Anyway, I'm on my way to the library to pick you up, alright? So just meet me out front. Phoebe?
Phoebe: Uh, actually, Prue, I'm not at the library.
Prue: Well, where are you?
Phoebe: Downtown at the Historical Society. I needed to do some research for a project.
Prue: Alright, it's fine. I'll come and pick you up. Just meet me out front. Bye.
[Scene: Outside the manor. Kierkan is there.]
[Cut inside. Piper/Terra comes down the stairs.]
Piper/Terra: We can't wait for your sisters. Can't I just do the spell myself?
(She looks in the mirror.)
Piper's reflection: No, it's a power of three spell. You can't do it by yourself.
Piper/Terra: What kind of witch can't kill a demon without her sisters?
Piper's reflection: What the hell kind of demon has a panic attack when her boyfriend comes to visit?
(Kierkan barges through the door.)
Piper's reflection: Hi. This is where you freeze him.
(Kierkan hits her and she falls to the floor.)
Kierkan: Interesting move, Terra. The dagger in the heart. Crude, but I can't say I wouldn't have done the same. Of course, now I will.
(He gets out a dagger.)
Piper/Terra: Kierkan, there's something I need to tell you. You just pissed off one of the Charmed Ones.
(Piper/Terra freezes him. Prue and Phoebe walk in.)
Prue: Piper!
Piper/Terra: Prue, I have the spell.
(Piper/Terra gets up and walks over to them. She hands them a piece of paper.)
Prue, Piper/Terra, Phoebe: Let flesh be flesh and bone be bone, the alchemist shall transform none, cruel scientist of evil born, with these words face the fire's scorn.
(Kierkan unfreezes. He drops Terra's bottle.)
Kierkan: No! I could have helped you! Now she'll destroy you!
(He burns and disappears.)
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[Scene: Manor. Attic. Prue, Piper and Phoebe walk in.]
Prue: Alright, what did you say his name was again?
Piper/Terra: Kierkan, but he's dead. So what are we doing up here?
Prue: Well, because we have to at least acknowledge the fact that there is some kind of she-demon after us, Piper.
Piper/Terra: Why?
Phoebe: I could've helped you. Now she'll destroy you? It's not exactly cryptic.
Piper/Terra: Said by a demon. Demons lie. So I say we get rid of the ugly little bottle and get on with our lives.
Phoebe: Piper, this bottle is our only clue. Maybe he was lying, but maybe he wasn't. You know, sometimes demons actually tell the truth.
Piper/Terra: Well, I have a party to get ready for.
Prue: Changing your clothes again?
Piper/Terra: Definitely.
(Piper/Terra opens the door but Piper breaks through and shuts it.)
Piper: (weakly) Prue, I'm dying.
Prue: What?
Piper/Terra: Um, I'm dying to get out of these clothes. Are you sure you don't mind if I leave?
Prue: No, go ahead. We'll let you know if we find anything.
(Piper/Terra leaves the room.)
Phoebe: What's with her?
Prue: That's funny. I was kind of wondering the same thing about you. Phoebe, why did you lie to us? Why did you say you were gonna be at the library all night?
Phoebe: Oh, um, okay. I wanted to check out Cole's ancestry and I knew that you wouldn't like it.
Prue: You have to know that you can talk to me and I'm not gonna judge you. I mean, if you still have feelings for Belthazor...
Phoebe: No, I don't still have feelings for Belthazor, I still have feelings for Cole. I mean, he was half human.
Prue: He tried to kill us for two months, Phoebe, alright? Half human or not, that still makes him a bad guy.
Phoebe: But he didn't kill us because of his good side, Prue, which was very good. I mean, his dad was this statesman, who did all these amazing things. Look.
(Phoebe gets some pieces of paper out of her bag.)
Prue: His good side and evil side, they're both dead, and I don't think separating them in your mind is going to help you let him go.
Phoebe: I just really need to believe in his good side right now, Prue.
Prue: Alright, let's just focus on the demon that's after us now, okay?
Phoebe: Okay.
[Cut to Piper's room. Piper/Terra is looking in the mirror. She is wearing a red leather top and black leather pants.]
Piper's reflection: Okay, we vanquished your boyfriend, now why don't you give me back my body and save yourself while you can?
Piper/Terra: The only way I know how to get out of a body is a knife to the heart. You don't really want that, do you?
Piper: So tell my sisters and they will come up with a spell to get you out of me, safely. And then in exchange, we'll let you go free.
Piper/Terra: And give up the power to freeze? A chance to be one of the infamous Charmed Ones? No, thanks. I'll think I'll stay. But don't worry. It'll be over soon. (Leo starts to orb in.) It's easier if you don't fight it.
Piper: Well, if my sisters don't figure you out and destroy you, my boyfriend Tom will.
(Leo orbs in, dressed in a suit.)
Leo: Wow.
Piper/Terra: Uh, Tom, you scared me. I didn't hear the door.
Leo: I didn't use the door. Did you just call me Tom?
Piper/Terra: Did I? Forgive me. (She kisses him passionately. He stops her.) What's wrong?
Leo: Nothing. It's just your kisses seem different.
Piper/Terra: Oh, don't be ridiculous. That's just because I never wanted you so much.
(She kisses him again and he stops her.)
Leo: Piper, what's my name?
Piper/Terra: (to Piper) You just couldn't leave well enough alone could you? (She zaps Leo and he hits the wall.) That's okay. He's too cute to kill and anyway, by the time he wakes up, you'll be gone. Besides, I have a party to attend and lots to celebrate.
[Cut back to the attic. Prue and Phoebe are flipping through the Book of Shadows.]
Prue: Apparently alchemists can transform anything. You know, like water into gold, energy into matter. They even have the ability to bring the dead back to life. But it doesn't say really anything about...
(Phoebe looks out the window and sees Piper/Terra leave the house.)
Phoebe: Hmm, that's weird.
Prue: What?
Phoebe: Piper just left without Leo and she didn't say goodbye to us or come up and show us what she's wearing or anything.
Prue: Here's the bottle under alchemist's tools.
Phoebe: What's it say?
Prue: Essence bearer. An alchemist would use a bottle such as this to capture or store a life essence.
Phoebe: A life essence?
Prue: A life essence is comparable to a human soul, but made in a mixing lab. A well-made life essence can possess an living being, but would prove toxic and eventually lethal to the being's pre-existing soul. Oh, my God.
Phoebe: What?
Prue: She's been acting really... and she left without saying and... and the bottle. She wanted to destroy it.
Phoebe: Okay, I'm trying to jump on your thought train here, Prue, but you're moving a little too fast for me.
Prue: He was looking at her when he said she would destroy us. She's possessed. Piper is possessed.
Phoebe: What?
Prue: Alright, uh, we have to write a spell. A dispossessing spell. Come on, let's go.
Phoebe: Okay.
[Scene: P3. Piper is dancing on top of the bar. All the guys are whistling and cheering. She pours a shot of alcohol in a guy's mouth. Prue and Phoebe walk in.]
Phoebe: Okay, I'm not saying that you're wrong. I'm just saying that I hope you're wrong, you know? (They see Piper.) Ooh!
Prue: Ooh.
Phoebe: Hope... dashed.
Prue: Uh, alright, come on, we need to get her alone.
(A woman comes up to them.)
Woman: You're Piper's sisters, right?
Prue: Yeah. Good memory.
Woman: Okay, um, listen, I think I know what Piper's going through. I have been sober for about five years now myself. And if Piper ever wants to go to a meeting, would you tell her to call me. Okay?
(She hands Prue a card.)
Prue: Okay.
Phoebe: Great. (The woman walks away. Prue and Phoebe see Piper dancing with a guy.) It's a good thing Leo is not here.
(Missy walks up to the guy.)
Missy: Dennis, what is the matter with you?
Dennis: Oh, wow, honey, I'm sorry.
(Piper/Terra freezes Missy.)
Piper/Terra: Hah!
(Prue and Phoebe come over to them and bump into Missy, unfreezing her. Missy spills her drink over herself.)
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! I am so sorry.
(Missy storms off.)
Prue: (to Dennis) Hi. Your wife went that way. Bye! (to Piper) We need to show you something.
(They take Piper/Terra outside into the alley and start the dispossessing spell.)
Prue, Phoebe: Host soul, reject the poison's essence. Let love's light end this cruel possession.
(Nothing happens.)
Piper/Terra: Clever girls. Piper said you would figure it out, although Piper won't be saying anything in about half an hour.
Phoebe: She's too strong, we need the power of three.
Prue: You have ten seconds to leave on your own.
Piper/Terra: Or what? What are you going to do, hit me with another rhyming couplet? I'm made from Kierkan's blood, which means I have his powers. Add that to Piper's powers, and I'm stronger than your average essence.
Phoebe: Okay, we need help. Leo! Leo!
Piper/Terra: Oh, is that the boyfriend? I had to give him a little jolt. He'll be unconscious for awhile.
Phoebe: You may be able to knock out a Whitelighter, but don't even think you can take on the Charmed Ones.
Piper/Terra: Um, the bottle won't work on me unless I'm not in a body, and to get me out, you'd have to kill your own sister. Call me a gambler, but I seriously doubt that you're willing to do that.
(Prue uses her power and Piper/Terra flies against the wall.)
Prue: Get the hell out of my sister!
Piper/Terra: Alright. (She pulls the dagger out of the man she killed before.) If you insist.
(She goes to stab herself.)
Prue: No, don't!
Piper/Terra: That's what I thought.
(She walks back inside P3.)
[SCENE_BREAK]
[Scene: P3. Prue and Phoebe walk back inside. Piper/Terra is dancing.]
Phoebe: Okay, are you going to fill me in on the plan?
Prue: I'll explain on the way.
Phoebe: On the way where?
Prue: Home. Alright, there she is. We need Leo. (They walk over to Piper/Terra.) Hi! You're coming with us, okay?
[Prue grabs Piper/Terra's wrist but she pulls away.)
Piper/Terra: Like hell I am.
Phoebe: Piper, listen to me...
(Piper/Terra pushes Phoebe. Prue and Piper slapping each other.)
Guy: Whoa! Cat fight. Dude!
(Prue hits Piper's neck and she falls down, knocking her out.)
Phoebe: Nice!
Missy: (to a friend) I knew they weren't that close.
(Justin walks over.)
Prue: Hey, hi, she's probably possessed. A little help to the car?
Justin: Yeah.
Phoebe: You okay? (They help Piper/Terra up and Justin throws her over his shoulder.) Alright, okay, show's over people! Just talk amongst yourselves.
[Scene: Manor. Living room. Prue and Phoebe lay an unconscious Piper/Terra on the couch.]
Prue: Alright, if we get back the power of three, we stand a chance.
Phoebe: I still don't understand how this is gonna work.
Prue: She has the alchemist's powers, which means she has the ability to bring the dead back to life.
Phoebe: Yeah, but she's not dead, Prue. Is there something you're not telling me?
Prue: Phoebe, I just need you to trust me, okay? So go find Leo, wake him up, and get him down here fast.
(Phoebe leaves the room. Prue picks up a dagger and puts the bottle on the coffee table. She places the dagger on top of the fireplace facing Piper. She kneels down beside Piper.)
Prue: Piper. I know that you're in there somewhere, alright, so just try and listen. Just remember that no matter what happens, I'm gonna bring you back. I'm so sorry, honey. I know that you tried to tell me in the attic and I... but I'm going to fix it, okay? I promise I'll bring you back. (She stands up.) Please forgive me for what I'm about to do.
(Prue uses her power and the dagger flies into Piper's chest. She screams out in pain. Leo and Phoebe run in.)
Leo: No!
Phoebe: Prue!
(Leo runs over to Piper. Prue pushes Phoebe down behind the couch.)
Leo: Prue, I can't heal the dead!
(Leo pulls out the dagger and the blue gas comes out of Piper and into Leo.)
Prue: Now you can.
Leo/Terra: That I didn't expect. Little sibling rivalry I failed to take into account?
Phoebe: Shut up.
Prue: Bring Piper back to life and I'll let you keep Leo's body. Refuse and I'll put that knife through his heart and suck you back into the bottle forever.
Leo/Terra: But then your sister and her boyfriend would be dead. Not the world's smartest plan.
Prue: She's already dead. I have nothing left to lose.
Leo/Terra: Give me the bottle and I'll bring her back.
Phoebe: Bring our sister back and we'll give you the bottle.
(Prue and Phoebe walk out from behind the couch. Prue holds up the bottle. Leo/Terra starts chanting. A bright light comes out of his hand and goes into Piper. Piper comes back to life. Prue gives Leo/Terra the bottle and they run over to Piper. He smashes the bottle.)
Prue, Piper, Phoebe: Host soul, reject the poison's essence. (He tries to zap them but Prue reflects it with her power.) Let love of light end this cruel possession.
Leo/Terra: No!
(Terra floats out of Leo and explodes into a million pieces.)
Prue: Leo, she's still bleeding!
(Leo heals Piper and they hug.)
[SCENE_BREAK]
[Scene: P3. Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Leo walk down the stairs.]
Prue: Oh, I'm so sorry that you missed your reunion.
Phoebe: Put on a good show, though. Table dancing, cat fight.
Piper: Mmm.
(They walk up to the bar. Prue walks behind the bar.)
Leo: Table dancing?
Piper: Never mind. It's alright, I don't care what these people think, anyway.
Prue: Really? That's new.
Piper: Yeah, well, my priorities were a little skewed. (Prue puts a beer on the bar.) (to Leo) And thank you, for know the difference between my kisses and hers. (Piper and Leo kiss.) And you, for being brave enough to...
Prue: Oh, what, kill you?
Piper: Yeah. Couldn't come up with a better plan, huh?
Prue: Um, no.
Phoebe: Okay, I guess I'm gonna call Morris to tell him about... (whispers) the dead body in the alley.
(Phoebe walks away and Leo follows. Justin walks up to the bar.)
Justin: So you said you were gonna explain about the bar brawl.
Prue: Uh-huh. And you waited all this time just for an explanation? (Justin smiles.) Why, Mr. Harper, I do believe that you're blushing.
Justin: Well, it's nothing you haven't seen before.
Prue: Oh.
Justin: So am I gonna get that explanation?
Prue: Absolutely.
Justin: When?
Prue: Um, when you call me.
(He walks away.)
Piper: I thought younger guys were not on your list.
Prue: What list?
(They clink their beer bottles together.)
[Cut to Phoebe at the pay phones.]
Leo: You okay?
Phoebe: I don't know.
Leo: Phoebe, you've gotta give it some time. Cole...
Phoebe: Seduced me. And I let him. On the other hand, Piper was completely taken over by evil and she fought it every step of the way.
Leo: Seduction is subtler than possession. It's harder to fight. Look, you didn't know Cole was evil. Nobody did. When you found out, you vanquished him. You have nothing to be ashamed of.
Phoebe: He's still alive... For me. He's still alive for me.


Scene of Adam the demon Frankenstein cyborg exiting tunnels.
Engleman: "The project, it escaped."
Narrator/Giles: Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Scene of Buffy talking.
Buffy: "The Initiative created this thing and they can't stop it. But we will." Scene of Faith opening eyes in hospital bed.
Buffy: "It's Faith, she's awake." Buffy and Faith on the campus.
Joyce: You all right.
Faith: Five by five.
Mayor: Open the box. Scene of Faith opening box.
Mayor: Surprise. Scene of Buffy and Faith's hands are clasped and glowing.
Joyce: You sure you're ok.
Buffy: Five by five. Scene of Buffy looking at unconscious Faith.
Note: For simplicity, Buffy's body is called Buffy, even when occupied by Faith. Faith's body is called Faith, even when occupied by Buffy.
PROLOGUE
The front of Joyce Summers home. An ambulance is on the lawn A police car with lights flashing is parked on the street. A plainclothes police officer with his badge visible on his breast.
Plainclothes officer: "It's good you called. We've been looking for this girl since she broke out of the hospital."
Joyce: What's gonna happen to her?
Plainclothes officer: Well, get her checked out. She's in stable condition, she goes to jail, pending trial.
Joyce: I just hope she gets some kind of help.
[Rattling.]
Plainclothes officer: The first thing is to keep her from hurting anybody else.
Faith is wheeled on a gurney to ambulance. She looks up at Buffy and Joyce but her vision is blurry.
Faith: No.
Personnel lifting her into ambulance: __ One two __
Plainclothes officer: Well, you guys will be safe now. We may have a couple of questions in the morning. The emergency personnel close the rear doors on the ambulance.
Joyce: Oh, uh, of course.
Plainclothes officer: Thank you. Both. I'm glad we finally got the kid.
Buffy: She's not a kid! I just mean that she's very strong.
Plainclothes officer: Yeah. This Faith chick-- definitely dangerous. Ambulance leaves. The officer walks away. Joyce goes toward the front door.
Buffy: She truly is. Roll credits
ACT 1
Joyce's living room, Buffy is holding her hands and cracks her knuckles. Joyce closes the door.
Joyce: Faith. Buffy spins around.
Joyce: Why do you think she's like that?
Buffy [shrugs]: You know. She's a nut job. Heh.
Joyce: I just don't understand what could drive a person to that kind of behavior.
Buffy: Well, how do you know she got drove? I mean, maybe she likes being that way.
Joyce: I'll never believe that. I think she's horribly unhappy.
Buffy: Well, could be things are looking up. I mean, a little stint in the pokey, show her the error of her ways. I'm sure there's some big old Bertha just waiting to shower her ripe little self with affection.
Joyce: Buffy!
Buffy: I'm sorry, mom. [Sighs] It's just ufff when I think about how she might have hurt you, I just, uff I can't stand it. Joyce hugs Buffy. Buffy is uncomfortable and shrugs lose.
Joyce: Sorry.
Buffy: No, I'm just, uff, sore from the fight.
Joyce: I've missed you.
Buffy: Cause I haven't visited, right? I knew it.
Joyce: I know how it is. You have so much in your life now.
Buffy: I'm a busy little beaver. College and all.
Joyce: Of course. But um, maybe we could spend some time together soon? Some... night when I'm not being held hostage by a raving psychotic.
Buffy: Count on it. [Pause] I'm gonna take a bath.
Cut to Buffy in a bubble bath. She sighs. She looks at her arms and fingers. She stretches her leg and caresses it. She blows some bubbles cupped in her hands.
Cut to Buffy looking in mirror. She turns her head to the side, then wrinkles her nose to look at it. She pulls her eyebrows back to look at her eyes. She sticks out her tongue to look at it. She pulls her upper lip back to look at her teeth.
Buffy: Why, yes, I would be Buffy. May I help you?
Buffy [sounding]: Buffy.
[She sticks out her tongue again. She adjusts her hair.]
[She shakes her finger.]
Buffy: You can't do that. it's wrong.
[She shakes her head slightly.]
Buffy: You can't do that because it's naughty.
Buffy: [louder] Because it's wrong.
[She tilts head.]
Buffy: [softly] Because it's wrong.
[She points very aggressively.]
Buffy: You can't do that. It's wrong. I'll kick your ass.
I'm gonna kill you.
[mental laughing]
Cut to hospital room.
[A hospital worker falls back into furniture.]
Faith: Let me go! Let me go!
[Faith is struggling in a hospital bed. There are three other hospital personnel, a uniformed officer and a plainclothes officer holding her down.]
Doctor: Get me a sedative now!
Officer: Hold her!
Faith: I have to go home! She's with my mother.
[Doctor puts needle to Faith's arm.]
Faith: No!
Doctor: Just lie still.
Faith: You don't understand.
Officer: Keep holding her.
Faith: She's taken my...my body.
[Faith loses consciousness.]
Cut to Tara's room.
[Willow lying down on a bed. Tara is sitting crosslegged near her feet.]
Willow: I wonder where she is.
Tara: Who? Faith?
Willow: Yeah. I wish she would make a move. she's making my stomach all acidy.
Tara: But you think Buffy can handle her.
[Willow sits up.]
Willow: I think so. but that doesn't mean Faith won't hurt someone else.
Tara: Well, you should be safe. nobody knows you're here.
I mean, uf, they don't even know I exist, right? I know all about them, but...
[Willow puts her hand on Tara's knee for a second.]
Willow [softly]: Hey.
Tara : I-I mean, t-that's totally cool. It-it's good. It-it's better.
Willow: Tara, it's not like I don't want my friends to know you.
It's just... well, Buffy's like my best friend, and she's really special. And there's this whole bunch of us, and we sort of have this group thing that revolves around the slaying, and-and I, I really want you to meet them. But I kind of like having something that's just, you know, mine. And I, I usually don't se so many words to say stuff that little, but do you get that at all?
Tara: I do.
Willow: [sighs] I should check in with Giles, get a situation update.
[She gets up and walks behind Tara.]
Tara: I am, you know.
Willow: What?
[Tara turns and looks up at Willow.]
Tara: Yours.
[Willow smiles.]
Cut to Joyce's bedroom.
Buffy is adjusting a black camisole/baby tee in the mirror.
Buffy: Not too bad.
[Buffy opens a drawer and finds a wallet.]
Buffy: Score.
[Buffy is sitting on the bed, holding a credit card. and is on the phone.]
Buffy: 6-4-4-7. [Pause] Uh, expiration, 5-0-1. [Pause. Buffy puts the card back in ther purse.] Unh huh. [Pause] Yeah. [Pause. Buffy takes cash out of the purse.] 10 a.m.'s your earliest flight? I'll take it.
[Joyce enters.]
Joyce: What are you doing?
Buffy: Oh, just getting my mail.
[Buffy holds up the letters.]
Joyce: Oh. Um, that was, um, Giles on the other line.
He wanted you to meet your friends there. Said he had news.
Buffy: Yeah. I got some time to kill. [Buffy gets up.] I'll go see the gang. All my friends. [Buffy picks up a lipstick.] You don't mind if I steal this, right?
Joyce: Is that the Harlot?
Buffy: Yeah.
Joyce: That's the same one Faith picked.
Buffy: Burn it.
[Buffy tosses it to Joyce who catches it.]
Cut to Faith in the back of a police car with a uniformed officer driving and a plainclothes office riding shotgun.
[Faith moans almost inaudibly.]
Policeman: She's coming to.
Uniformed Policeman: Yeah.
Policeman: Man, I want this kid's constitution.
Faith: Faith.
Policeman: Let's move it. I want to get her in before she's 100%.
[The uniformed policeman nods.]
[A red armored car/truck cuts off the police car which crashes into it. Two men in black clothing jump out of the back. One uses a gun to cover the two police officers, who seem to be stunned. Another uses an ax to smash the back window. The one with the gun breaks remnants on the sides with the gun. The ax one drags Faith out the window.]
Weatherby: By order of the Watcher's Council, you are being taken into custody until such time--
[They both drag her to the back of the armored truck.]
Collins: Skip the speech.
[They pull her in the truck.]
Collins: Let's go.
[The doors close.]
ACT 2
[Buffy enters Giles' home.]
Giles: Buffy. good.
Buffy: The scooby gang's all here.
Willow, Xander, and... [looks at Anya] everybody. What's up?
Giles: It's about Faith, not surprisingly.
Buffy: Didn't Joyce tell you? I already kicked that ass.
Xander: I feel a high five coming on.
Willow: Where is she?
Buffy: On her way to the big house. Cops took her off my hands about an hour ago. Poetic justice.
Anya: How's that?
Buffy: Well, she did all those crimes, and now she's being arrested.
[Silence.] I guess that's just regular justice. [Willow smiles.]
It's cool, anyway.
Giles: Unless I'm mistaken, Faith is no longer in police custody.
Buffy [stands]: What are you talking about?
Giles: Watcher's Council. They uh sent a retrieval team to capture Faith.
Buffy: Well, yeah, I mean, 'cause it worked so well when Wesley tried it.
Giles: This is a special operations unit. They, uh, handle the council's trickier jobs - smuggling, interrogation, wetworks.
Willow: What's wetworks?
Xander: Scuba-type stuff.
Anya: I thought it was murder.
Xander: Well, yeah, but there could be underwater murder, with snorkels.
Buffy: So they're taking her to England?
Giles: It'll be a long, long time before she returns.
Buffy: Heh heh heh. ahhh Hah hah. Hah hah. ohhh I'm sorry. It's just...I'm happy. Faith is evil.
Willow: Yeah. I hope they throw the book at her.
Giles: I'm not sure there is a, a book for this.
Willow: They could throw other things.
Buffy: I forgot how much you don't like Faith.
Willow: After what she's done to you? Oh, I wish those council guys would let me have an hour alone in the room with her, if I was larger and had grenades.
Buffy: I bet I know what Faith would say to that. Buffy springs forward with a knife and sticks it in Willow's stomach in the same place Faith was stabbed. She pulls the knife out and stabs Willow again. Buffy lifts her head from her revery. She did not spring forward.
Anya: So what you're saying is that everything's fine?
Giles: Oh, um, yes.
Anya: Well, I'm glad you called us all here because that information could never be conveyed by telephone.
Willow [to Buffy]: What's up?
Giles: Well, I just thought it was, uh, best to convene, in case there were any loose ends
Buffy [to Willow]: I'd never let her hurt you.
Giles: or things that we might have forgotten.
Willow [to Buffy]: I know.
Giles: But if you're, uh, keen to go, then, please, by all means, go.
Xander: We kind of have a romantic evening planned.
Anya: We were gonna light a bunch of candles and have s*x near them.
Buffy: Well, we certainly don't want to cut into that seven minutes.
Anya: Hey.
Xander: I believe that's my hey. Hey!
Buffy: Lighten up. We're out of danger. Everything's good.
Giles: We still have Adam to take care of.
Buffy: Yeah. Adam. What's up with him?
Giles: I wish we knew.
Buffy: Well, don't worry about it. I'll patrol tonight, as long as it takes. You guys have your fun, I'll be out there doing my job.
Cut to Buffy dancing in the Bronze to rock band.
Buffy: Whoop.
Spike: Oh, you.
Buffy: And you.
Spike: What, are you keeping tabs on me? You're gonna give me a hard time now?
Buffy: Um, do I usually give you a hard time?
Spike: Very funny. Well, you don't have to worry about me drinking. Unless you're here to protect innocent beers. [He holds up a bottle.]
[Spike walks away a little and Buffy follows.]
Buffy: You're a vampire.
Spike: Was. And as soon as I get this chip out of my head, I'll be a vampire again. But until then, I'm just as helpless as a kitten up a tree.
So why don't you sod off?
Buffy: Ok.
Spike [angry]: Oh, fine! Throw it in my face! Spike's not a threat anymore. I'll turn my back. He can't hurt me.
Buffy: Spike? [Gets it.] Spike. William the Bloody with a chip in his head. I kind of love this town.
Spike: You know why I really hate you, Summers?
Buffy: 'Cause I'm a stuck-up tight-ass with no sense of fun?
Spike: Well, yeah, that covers a lot of it.
Buffy: Cause I could do anything I want, and instead, I choose to pout and whine and feel the burden of slayerness? I mean, I could be rich, I could be famous, I could have anything. Anyone.
[Buffy moves closer and puts her hands on Spike's chest.]
Even you, Spike. I could ride you at a gallop until your legs buckled and your eyes rolled up. I've got muscles you've never even dreamed of. I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more. And you know why I don't? [She moves closer and looks up at him pursing her lips.] Because it's wrong. Humh humh. [She moves off.]
Spike: I get this chip out, you and me are gonna have a confrontation.
Buffy: Count on it.
[Spike throws his bottle into the wall and walks off. He shoves someone and clutches his head.]
Cut to the sewers.
Four vampires are walking in vamp face.
Vampire: It was too crowded. We gotta hold out for a few hours, pick up a straggler, some drunk. Can't be calling attention to [He sees Adam and stops.] ourselves.
Adam: I've been thinking. About vampires.
Vampire: This is my place.
Adam: You're place. Yes. The sewers. You hide from them, Crawl about in their filth. Scavenging like rats. What do you fear?
Vampire: Kill this guy already.
[One vampire charges Adam and Adam grabs it by the throat and holds it.]
Adam: You fear the cross. The sun. Fire. And, oh, yes...
[Adams puts his other hand on the vampire's shoulder and he lifts the vampire's head from its shoulders. The body falls and he drops the head on it and they turn to dust.]
Adam: I believe decapitation is a problem as well.
Vampire: You can have the place. I mean, we don't have to stay here anymore.
Adam: You fear death. Being immortal, you fear it more than those to whom it comes naturally. Vampires are a paradox.
Vampire: Ok, we're a paradox. That's cool.
Adam: Demon in a human body. You walk in both worlds and belong to neither.
I can relate. Come. We have a lot to talk about.
Cut to workshed interior? In the back of the armored truck, Faith wakes up and finds she is chained.
Weatherby: Well, it's awake.
Faith: Who are you?
Weatherby: Council. We're taking you back to the mother country. Seems you've been a naughty girl.
Faith: Listen to me. Y-You've made a mistake. I am not Faith. I'm Buffy Summers. Faith performed some kind of spell, she switched our bodies.
[Standing outside the truck.]
Collins: Congratulations. No one's ever actually tried that one on me before.
Faith: You have to find Faith. C-call Giles. J-just get him here.
Collins: Giles doesn't work for the council anymore. For that matter, neither does Buffy Summers. And what you are, miss, is a package.
I deliver the package. I don't much care what's inside. [To Weatherby.] Come on.
Weatherby: He may not care, but I do. The Watcher's Council used to mean something. You perverted it. You trash. We should have killed you while you were asleep.
[He spits in Faith's face. He gets out of the truck and closes the doors.]
Cut to the Bronze.
Willow: I can't believe you've never been here. The Bronze is the coolest place in Sunnydale. Of-of course, there's not a lot of competition.
I think the vending machine at Bergen's came in second.
Tara: Y-you used to come here a lot?
Others: Chug chug chug
Willow: I lived here. Me, Xander...
Buffy & others: Chug, chug, chug.
Willow: Buffy.
Buffy & others: Chug, chug, chug.
Buffy: oooh ooooh
Others: Chug, chug, chug!
Others: Woo hoo hoo.
Willow: Wow. I-I didn't think she'd be here. Come on, [holds Tara's hand] I want you to meet her.
Buffy: Back off. [Pushes someone away.] You're nothing but a disappointment.
[Tara crosses her arms.]
Willow: Hey, Buffy.
Buffy: Willow and - uh
Willow: Buffy, this is Tara.
Tara: Hi.
Buffy: So we've never met. [Tara shakes her head.]
Cool. Just have a thing with names.
Willow: Tara was in my wicca group.
Buffy: Unh-huh. [Buffy walks away and they follow.]
Willow: So, what's up? [Buffy plops herself on a couch.] Patrol a no go? [Buffy throws her legs up in the air and on a table.]
Buffy: Got tired. You know, the whole Faith thing. I let off some steam.
Willow: Good for you. You shouldn't work yourself too hard.
Buffy: That's my philosophy. [Buffy throws her arms behind her head.]
Willow: Anyone want a soda?
Tara [looks at Willow]: Water.
[Buffy shakes head. Willow walks off and Buffy notes Tara looking back at Willow. She sits up and leans forward.]
Buffy: So you guys been hanging out a lot lately, hunh?
Tara: Yeah. she's, um, she's really cool.
[Buffy nods and blinks slowly.]
Buffy [grins]: So Willow's not driving stick anymore. Who would have thought?
I guess you never really know someone until you've been inside their sking. And Oz is out of the picture? Oh, never seen two people so much in love. She just couldn't get enough of old Oz.
Tara: She, um, said he, uh, uh, w-w-w-w-w-went
Buffy: He w-w-w-w-what? You gonna get that sentence out sometime tonight?
[Tara lowers her head.]
[Willow returns.]
Willow: Buffy, guy in the corner.
[Buffy looks at a guy leading a girl.]
Buffy: Yeah. Good call.
Tara: What?
Willow: Vampire.
Buffy: Wicked obvious. [She leans back and realizes Willow is waiting.]
So I should slay him. [She gets up.]
Willow: You want help?
Buffy: Nah, I got it.
[Buffy picks up a pool stick as she walks. She enters a back area where the vampire is feeding on the girl from behind, making slurping noises and holding the girl's arms. The girl is gasping. Buffy breaks the pool stick in two and drops one end. The girls arms flail. Buffy hits the vampire in the back using the stake as a club.]
Buffy: Hey!
[The vampire lets the girl fall and turns. Buffy blocks a right and a left. She kicks it in the leg and spins the vampire around and holds it. She stakes it and throws it to the side just before it dusts. Buffy exhales and looks down at the girl. She is squatting and she looks up at Buffy.]
Buffy: You'll live.
Girl: Uh he was so strong, uh
Buffy: Yeah, well, he's gone now. [Buffy turns and the girl grabs her hand.]
Girl: Thank you. **Thank you.** [Expressions flash across Buffy's face.]
Buffy: Yeah. [Shrugs.] It's cool. [Shrugs.]
[Buffy walks off and drops the stake.]
Willow: Everything poofed?
Buffy: All's well in the world.
Willow: Tara's not feeling well. I'm gonna walk her home.
[Willow looks back at Tara.]
Buffy: Yeah. You give her whatever she needs.
[Buffy smiles for a second.]
Willow: Are you gonna be in later, or you going over to Riley's?
[Buffy blinks several times and then smiles.]
Cut to workshed/barn.
Banging sounds in a workshed or barn. Smith walks toward the armored truck with a syringe.
Smith: This'll bloody keep you quiet. [Smith opens the back of the truck and goes in. Faith grabs him and gets him in a chokehold with the chains.]
Smith: Uh.
Faith: How about this? I'll be quiet, and you can scream.
Smith: Aaahh.
[Weatherby and Collins look in from the back of the truck.]
Faith: Now you unchain me - very slowly And! politely, or I kill this guy
Collins: When we go on a job, we always put our affairs in order first, in case of accident.
Smith: Collins...
Collins: Sorry, Smithy. [They walk off.]
Collins: She's starting to bother me.
Weatherby: Getting her across the border is gonna be a lot more trouble than it's worth.
Collins: If the council can even get us passage. I'll call them.
It's time for a contingency plan.
[Smith flies out the back of the truck and falls, groaning.]
Cut to Riley's room.
[Riley is sitting at his desk and hears a sound and turns, smiling. Buffy is standing in the doorway.]
Buffy: Hi, baby.
ACT 3
Cut to Tara's room.
Willow: I'm sorry you're feeling all blechy. But we'll get together with Buffy another time. Sometime soon. I think you'll really like her.
[Tara sighs.]
Tara: She's not your friend.
Willow: I may have overestimated the "you liking her" factor.
Tara: No, no. I mean, I don't... [sighs] I don't think she's...her.
Willow: You lost me.
Tara: Well, umph, a person's energy has a flow, a unity.
[sigh] Buffy's was [sigh] was fragmented. It-it grated, like something forced in where it doesn't belong. Plus, she was, um, [sigh] she was kind of mean. [heh]
Willow: So you think Buffy's not herself? Like she's been possessed or something?
Tara: [sigh] I'm not sure.
Willow: You didn't sense a hyena energy at all, did you? Because hyena possession is just...unpleasant.
Tara: [umph] Do you have anything of hers?
Willow: Of Buffy's? Uhhhh. Oh! This ring.
Tara: I-I think there's a way we can, hmm... [reaches for book] The passage to the nether realm. There-there's a ritual. If you can find Buffy there, you should be able to see.
Willow: If it'll help her.
[Tara sighs.]
Willow: What?
Tara: Well, the nether realm exists beyond the physical world.
Accessing it is... I-it-it's kind of like astral projection. It's very intense. I'd have to be your anchor, keep you on this plane.
Willow [nods]: I trust you.
Tara: It-it's not like anything that we've ever--
Willow [smiles]: I trust you.
Cut to Riley's room.
Buffy: You miss me?
Riley: I did, actually. Everything's ok?
Buffy: Everything's great. [walks forward]
Riley: What about Faith?
Buffy: Faith has a won a fabulous trip to England, and I [sits on Riley's lap, straddling him] got the consolation prize, which is you.
Riley: So I don't have to worry about Faith showing up? Though I have to admit, I was kind of curious to meet her. Buffy holds Riley's hands and leans back, still straddling him.
Riley: Or I was until about 30 seconds ago. [Buffy sits up.]
Buffy: Oh, you wouldn't have liked Faith. She's not proper and joyless, like a girl should be. She has a tendency to give in to her animal instincts.
[She kisses Riley and nips his lip.]
Riley: Door's open.
Buffy: So?
Riley: So my fantasies don't tend to include a bunch of marines staring in at me.
Buffy: Oh, maybe they could learn something.
[She kisses his neck and Riley gets up, walking to close the door. He holds his left side with his right arm. ]
Buffy: You're hurt. [He closes the door.]
Riley: Ahh, um, not that bad, actually. I guess the, uh, drugs the professor gave me really did make me stronger. I'm healing pretty quick.
Buffy: Maybe we should take you for a test drive.
Riley: I wouldn't say no. [He walks forward.]
Buffy: So...how do you want me?
[She crawls on the bed looking away from Riley and turns around.]
Riley: How do I?
Buffy: Yeah. what do you wanna do with this body?
What nasty little desire have you been itching to try out? Am I a bad girl? Do you wanna hurt me?
[She puts her arms on him.]
Riley: What are we playing at here? [She takes her arms off.]
Buffy: I'm Buffy.
Riley: Ok. then I'll be Riley.
Buffy: Well, if you don't wanna play--
[She starts to leave and Riley holds her.]
Riley: Right. I don't wanna play.
[Riley kisses her very gently and she responds.]
Cut to Tara's room.
[Willow closes the curtains]
[Tara puts her thumb on Willow's forehead, lips and chest.]
[Tara and Willow sit side by side facing opposite directions. They are crosslegged. They whisper while stroking their outer (right) arms as if to stir water]: "Sightless sea, Ayala flows through the river in me. The inward eye, the sightless sea. Ayala flows through the river in me. The inward eye, the sightless sea. Ayala flows {through} the river in me. The inward eye, The sightless sea. Ayala flows {through} the river in me. The inward eye, The sightless sea...
[Light forms from their hands and creates a circle of clouds/light around them as both arcs meet in two places.]
Ayala flows through the river in me."
[They touch hands palm to palm, keeping their hands flat. They are breathing heavily and are both sweating and glistening. The circle of light rises to the level of their heads. Their breathing gets heavier. They look at each other. Willow slowly falls back, closing her eyes and breaking the hand contact. The circle of light goes higher and higher. Willow arches her back and moans "unnh ohh".]
Cut to Riley's room.
[Riley is on top of Buffy, looking down at her.]
Riley: I love you.
Buffy: Uggnnh Get off. No. No. No! [Pushing Riley away]
Get-get off! No. Off me. Get off. No, no-o. G-get [Buffy stands]
Riley: Buffy...What? What's wrong?
Buffy: (gasping) Who are you? What do you want from h-her?
Riley: Should I not have...?
Buffy: This is meaningless.
Riley: You're shaking. [He gets up and puts a blanket/sheet on her.] Buffy; Nnnh.
Riley: What happened?
Buffy: Nothing. Nothing.
[She puts her head against Riley's chest and her face goes into shadow.]
Cut to sewers.
[Adam stops pacing.]
Adam: I have a gift no man has. [That] No demon has ever had.
I know why I'm here. I was created to kill. To extinguish life wherever I find it. And I have accepted that responsibility. You have lived in fear and desperation because you didn't have that gift. But it's time to face your fear.
[A vampire sitting cross legged rises.]
Vampire: Tell us what to do.
Adam: You are here to be my first. To let them know that I am coming.
Vampire: We're ready.
Adam: Then ask yourself, what is it? More than man, more than anything else. What is the thing you fear?
Cut to Riley's room
[Buffy puts on a shirt and fluffs her hair. She sees the clock reads 8:25 and she looks back between the clock and Riley. She leaves.]
Cut to Frat house.
[Buffy comes down the stairs.]
Forrest: Hope you left him alive.
Buffy: What?
Forrest: Boy's supposed to be on the mend.
I don't see you letting him get much rest.
Buffy: I think maybe you should stay out of other people's lives.
Forrest: We've got a mission here. Back when Riley could still think for himself...
Buffy: You've got a mission? I've been fighting demons since before you could shave.
Forrest: Yeah, you're a killer.
Buffy: I am not a killer! I am the slayer!. And you don't know the first thing about me.
Forrest: You really care what I think?
Buffy: No. I don't care. [Throws hands up.] God, I don't care.
[She leaves and the door closes.]
Cut to inside of barn/workshed.
Collins: They can't get us passage. They've ordered the kill.
[He screws a silencer onto a pistol.]
Weatherby: Torch the place?
Collins: Get the gas.
[Weatherby walks off.]
Smith: She could've killed me. She didn't.
Collins: Lucky you.
[Collins sticks the gun in the truck but Faith grabs the pistol and his hands with her feet and pulls him into the truck hard enough to stun him before he can react. Faith pulls the gun to her hands and shoots the locks/chains holding her.]
Smith [running away]: Weatherby!
[Faith shoots a lock and smashes into the driver's area.]
Faith: Keys, keys.
Weatherby: Stop her, you ponce.
[Faith finds the keys. Weatherby rushes the truck and Faith opens the door into him, knocking him out.]
Faith: Ok, I'm good at this.
[She shifts gears.]
Faith: Ooh, drive.
[Smith has found a gun and shoots at the truck but Faith drives the armored truck out through the wooden wall/door, breaking it.}
[SCENE_BREAK]
ACT 4
Cut to Airport.
[Woman behind counter hands ticket to Buffy.]
Woman: Here, there you go.
Buffy: Thank you.
Woman: You're welcome.
Cut to Giles' living room.
[Giles is coming down his stairs carrying a plate and some cups.]
Faith: Giles!
Giles: God!
Faith: Don't move. Ok, Giles, you have to listen to me very carefully.
I'm not Faith.
Giles: Really?
Faith: Really.
Giles: Cause the resemblance is striking.
Faith: I know. Giles, you just have to... Stop inching. you were inching.
Giles: Look, I-I know what you're going to say, and-and uh
Faith: I'm Buffy.
Giles: All right, I didn't know what you were going to say, but that doesn't make you any less crazy.
Faith: Faith switched. I mean, she had some device. She switched our bodies. Giles, I swear [runs hand through hair] it's me.
Giles: U-um, if-if you are Buffy, then, [sets plate & cups down] uh, then you'll let me tie you up w-without killing me - until we find out whether you're telling the truth.
Faith: Giles, Faith has taken my body, and for all I know, she's taken it to Mexico by now. I-I don't have time for bondage fun. Ask me a question. Ask me anything.
Giles: Who's president?
Faith: We're checking for Buffy, not a concussion.
Giles: Oh, yes, Alright. um...
Faith: Umph, Giles, you turned into a demon, and I knew it was you. I mean can't you just look in my eyes and be all intuitive?
Giles: How did I turn into a demon?
Faith: Oh, cause, uh, Ethan Rayne. And-and you have a girlfriend named Olivia, and you haven't had a job since we blew up the school, which is valid lifestyle wise. I mean, it's not like you're a slacker type, but... Oh, oh! when I had psychic power, I heard my mom think that you were like a stevedore during s*x. What? Do you want me to continue?
Giles: Actually, I beg you to stop.
Faith: What's a stevedore?
Giles: Alright, let's-- um, I need you to explain everything.
Faith: And I will, after we get Faith.
[Willow and Tara enter.]
Willow: Giles!
Faith: Will.
Willow: Oh, my god.
Faith: Willow, wait. you don't understand.
Willow: You're Buffy. You and Faith switched bodies, probably through a Draconian Katra spell.
Giles [to himself]: She understands it better than I do.
Faith: How did you?
Willow: Tara. Tara, this is Buffy, only really this time.
Tara: Hi.
Willow: Tara's a really powerful witch.
Tara: Not really.
Willow: No, really. She knew right away that you weren't you.
So we connected with the nether realms to find out what happened. And we conjured this. [Shows green glowing item in box.]
Faith: What is--
Willow: It's a Katra. Or the home-conjured version. It-it should switch you back, if you can get a hold of Faith.
Faith: Oh, thank God.
[telephone rings]
Giles: I'll get it.
Giles: Hello.
Faith: Do you know where Faith is?
Giles: Oh yes, uh, Buffy's here with uh, me. Actually, she--she's uh
Oh, all right.
Giles: Xander. Apparently there's a report on the television.
[Giles turns on the tv.]
News announcer: ...and barricaded themselves in the church with at least 20 parishioners.
One of the few who escaped described the three men as frighteningly disfigured, almost inhuman. So far, one escapee has since died of severe neck wounds.
[Cut to airport.]
[Buffy sees the report on another tv.]
News announcer: There is no report on the condition of the parishioners still trapped inside, but their assailants have vowed to kill all of them [Buffy looks down, then back up at the screen]
if police attempt to storm the church. Interior of church.
Vampire: It's hard to believe. I've been avoiding this place for so many years, and it's nothing. It's nice! It's got the pretty windows, The pillars... lots of folks to eat. Where's the thing I was so afraid of? You know, the Lord? He was supposed to be here. He gave us this address. Well, we'll just have to start killing off His people, see if He shows up. Exterior of church. [Sirens. Two police cars and an ambulance are parked outside. There are four uniformed policemen and possibly one in plainclothes. One has just put down a radio.]
Riley: What'd he say?
Policeman: He said I should defer command to you.
Riley: Then you hold your men until the reserves arrive. This is a military situation.
Policeman: What, they got bombs in there?
Riley: Your men are not prepared to deal with them. Just trust me.
[Siren. Riley walks nearer the church. He sees...]
Riley: Buffy.
Buffy: How many are in there?
Riley: We think there's three.
Buffy: I can do three. [Riley tugs at her arm.]
Riley: Not alone. Look wait for the troops to get here.
They're still mobilizing.
Buffy: How did you respond so fast?
Riley: I didn't. I was just late for church.
[Buffy shakes her head.]
Buffy: Look, when the troops get here, send 'em in, but I'm going.
Riley: I don't want you risking-- [Riley tugs at her arm.]
Buffy: Don't tell me what to do! I'm Buffy. I have to do this.
Riley: Then I'm coming with.
[Buffy pokes Riley near which he is hurt.]
Riley: Ow!
Buffy: I can't use you. someone comes out, you get 'em to safety.
Unless they've got fangs.
[Buffy enters the church.]
Cut to interior.
[Buffy closes the door.]
Vampire: I told the cops, they send any one in, I start the whole massacre thing.
Buffy: Well, I'm not the cops. I just come to pray.
Vampire: now's a good time to start.
Buffy: You're *not* gonna kill these people.
Vampire: Why not?
Buffy: Because it's wrong.
[Vampire 3 attacks from behind and is thrown up in the air He collides with a column and he doesn't get up.]
Vampire: You're the slayer.
Buffy: The one and only.
Cut to outside. [Giles is driving the armored truck. It stops and Willow, Tara and Faith jump out of the back.]
Policeman: You people, get out of here!
Willow: We've gotta get inside.
Policeman: The police are handling this. Just back off right now.
Willow: But we can't, we've gotta, Y- you don't understand.
[Giles and Faith exchange a glance.]
Policeman: Listen you have to clear the area.
Giles [yelling]: Damn it, man, we have to get inside.
[Faith moves out of sight behind the armored truck.]
Our, um, uh uh families are in there. Our, um, mothers and-and tiny, tiny babies.
Cut to church interior
Vampire: You think we're afraid of you? We're not afraid Of anything anymore.
Buffy: Then let all these people go, and all three of you can take me on.
Vampire: Heh. I got a better idea. [He swings at Buffy and she dodges and hits him in the stomach, backhands his face and kicks him in the waist. He goes down. She kicks anothervvampire in the stomach and knocks him back. Then she kicks the vampire who hit the pillar and sends him flying. She drives the second vampire back with a series of punches as people flee. She breaks off some wood from the back of a pew and stakes the second vampire. She tosses him aside and he spins as he turns to dust. The vampire who hit the pillar flees and grabs a robe.]
Cut to outside.
[The pillar vampire runs into Riley. They fall and roll. They get up and he hits Riley in the face. Riley spins him and throws him down and holds onto the robe. The sunlight dusts him.]
Riley: You forgot your coat.
[Faith runs up.]
Faith: Riley.
{Faith hugs Riley.]
Riley: Ohh. It's ok, miss. Just get yourself out of harm's way.
Faith: Riley, it's me. Uh. Never mind. How many are in there?
Riley: Well...who are you? Inside the last vampire breaks the stake lose from Buffy's grip and throws her back against a pew.
Vampire: I have strength you couldn't dream of. [Punches Buffy in the face.] Adam has shown me the way, and there is [Same punch.] nothing --aah. He turns to dust. Faith is standing there with a stake. Buffy leaps to attack. They exchange punches and Buffy is attacking frenetically and she is slightly quicker. She knocks Faith down but Faith comes back with an uppercut and knocks her back.
Faith: You can't win this.
Buffy: Shut up! Do you think I'm afraid of you?
[Buffy grabs Faith and throws her down, then sits on top of her and starts punching her.]
You're nothing. [Punch. Punch.] Disgusting. [Punch. Punch.]
[Buffy grabs Faith's hair with both hand and bangs her head.]
Murderous bitch. [Bang. Bang...] You're nothing. [Bang. Bang...] [Switches back to punches] You're [Buffy is now crying.] disgusting.
[Faith grabs Buffy's hand to stop a punch and their hands glow.]
Now Buffy is in her own body. And Faith is in her own body. [The real Buffy falls back as their hands separate. The real Faith jumps up and runs off. The real Buffy sits, stunned or shocked, and watches her leave.]
Cut to Riley's room.
[The real Buffy hangs up phone. She is sitting on the bed. Riley is sitting in a chair.]
Real Buffy: She's gone. not a trace.
Giles said the council guys have cleared out, too.
Riley: I don't understand. how could she have... ummph I mean, how's it possible?
Real Buffy: Magic.
Riley: There was something. I should've picked up on it. I should've just... Riley looks away, not meeting real Buffy's eyes. She realizes.
Real Buffy: You slept with her.
Riley [looks down]: I slept with you.
[Buffy stands.]
Riley: Man, would I like to get my hands on her.
Not in a s*x way.
Real Buffy: I don't think she's coming back.
Riley: Guess she's had her fun.
Real Buffy: Yeah. Fun. Briefy real Buffy's face and real Faith's face are superimposed together on the screen as real Buffy fades out and real Faith fades in.
[Real Faith is riding in a rail car with wooden sides. Train track sounds are heard.]
Originally aired: February 29, 2000
BTVS for whatever reason, to enjoy, as well as those who think transcripts are just cool, and as reference material for fanfic writers. Buffy and all copyrighted characters are the product of Joss Whedon and I have nothing but respect for him and those whose hard work is put into bringing us a great show. I did this of my own free time and will never make a dime from it. Now let me add. If you are looking at this transcript, save it, copy it, send it to your friends. Unlike other transcribers, who I have nothing but respect for, if you see any mistakes that might be in this transcript, feel free to correct them, or if you just want to personalize it to suit yourself, by all means. Hell I do it. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
**Transcriber's notes: Tonight, the role of Buffy Summers will be played by Eliza Dushku. For the sake of this transcript, the transcriber will refer to Faith-in-Buffy's-body as just Faith and Buffy-in-Faith's-body as just Buffy. Fade in. Night. Exterior shot of the Summers home, shortly after â€œThis Year's Girlâ€ ended. Several police cars are out in front of the house, strobing the neighborhood with their red lights. An ambulance is parked on the lawn, it's rear doors open and facing the house. A few curious neighbors have also gathered. A plainclothes detective (same one from last episode) is talking to the young woman he thinks is Buffy Summers. They're standing close to the steps of the front porch. Joyce Summers is walking out of the house and drapes a coat around her daughter's shoulders.
Detective: It's good you called. We've been looking for this girl since she broke out of the hospital.
Joyce: What's going to happen to her?
Detective: Well, get her checked out. If she's in stable condition, she goes to jail, pending trial.
Joyce: I just hope she gets some kind of help. Behind them, the paramedics are wheeling a gurney out the front door. Faith's body is strapped to it. She's barely conscious.
Detective: The first thing is to keep her from hurting anybody else. As it's taken past Joyce and her daughter the brunette looks at them with half-opened eyes. From her blurring POV she sees the younger blonde take her mother's hand and lift it, casually, to make sure she sees this. Then her vision fades as she loses consciousness. The paramedics load her into the ambulance.
Detective: Well, you guys will be safe now. We may have a couple of questions in the morning.
Joyce: Oh, uh, of course.
Detective: Thank you both. I'm glad we finally got the kid.
Faith: (sharply) She's not a kid. (sees the detective's surprised look) I just mean that she's very strong.
Detective: Yeah. This Faith chick-- definitely dangerous. With that, the detective turns and walks toward one of the squad cars. Joyce heads back into the house, but Faith stands there watching the ambulance pull out of the drive way.
Faith: She truly is. Faith turns, in her new body, and starts walking back to the house. Wolf's howl. Buffy theme and credits roll. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fade in. Interior of the Summers home. The last of the police have left and Joyce is closing the front door. Faith is casually walking into the living room stretching her arms.
Joyce: Faith. Startled, Faith spins around to face her, slight panic on her face. But Joyce has a thoughtful expression.
Joyce: Why do you think she's like that?
Faith: (offhandedly) Well, you know. She's a nut job. Heh.
Joyce: I just don't understand what could drive a person to that kind of behavior.
Faith: Well, how do you know she got drove? I mean, maybe she likes being that way.
Joyce: I'll never believe that. I think she's horribly unhappy.
Faith: Well, could be things are looking up. I mean, a little stint in the pokey, show her the error of her ways. (slight grin) I'm sure there's some big old Bertha just waiting to shower her ripe little self with affection.
Joyce: (shocked) Buffy!
Faith: (oops) I'm sorry, Mom. It's just . . . (crosses the room to Joyce playing â€œconcerned daughterâ€) when I think about how she might have hurt you, I just . . . I can't stand it. Touched, Joyce smiles and gives her a big hug. Over her shoulder we can see Faith grimace in discomfort at this mushy affection. She pulls away and heads towards the stairs.
Joyce: (slightly hurt) Sorry.
Faith: (makes of show of stretching her shoulders) No, I'm just, uh, sore from the fight. In front of the stairs, she faces her.
Joyce: I've missed you.
Faith: 'Cause I haven't visited, right? (smug) I knew it.
Joyce: I know how it is. You've . . . got so much in your life now.
Faith: I'm a busy little beaver. College and all.
Joyce: (nods) Of course. (hopefully) But, um, maybe we could spend some time together soon? Some night when I'm not being held hostage by a raving psychotic.
Faith: (pause) Count on it. (smiles) I'm gonna take a bath. She turns abruptly and heads upstairs.
Cut to Faith in the tub, having a bubble bath. She sighs with her eyes closed. Then she raises her arms out of the water to examine them. She lifts her left leg straight up to look at it and smiles, caressing it with her hands. Faith lowers the leg back in the water and scoops two handfuls of suds and blows the bubbles into the air.
Cut to Faith looking at Buffy's reflection in the mirror, from the mirror's POV. Her hair is hanging wet on her shoulders and she has a towel wrapped around herself. She turns her head to the right then to the left. She leans towards the mirror for a closer look and scrunches her face. She relaxes her features then uses her index fingers to push her eyebrows high on her forehead. Next, she opens her mouth wide to stick her tongue out. Again she uses her index fingers to raise her top lip, looking at Buffy's very white teeth.
Cut to a few frames later, still in front of the mirror. Faith is speaking in a pleasant â€œstewardessâ€ voice.
Faith: Why, yes, I would be Buffy. May I help you?
Cut to a few frames later.
Faith: (practicing) Buf-fy.
Cut to Faith sticking her tongue out again, head tilted to the side.
Cut to Faith running her fingers through Buffy's wet hair, then puts forth an admonishing finger as if speaking to a child.
Faith: (scolding) You can't do that! It's wrong.
Cut to a few frames later.
Faith: (sensitive) You can't do that, because it's naughty. (grimaces) A few more frames.
Faith: (stern) Because it's wrong. Cut.
Faith: (empathy) Because it's wrong. Another cut. Faith is walking a few feet away from the mirror then suddenly whips around to face it, pointing at it with her hand in a gun shape.
Faith: (bad-ass tone) You can't do that! It's wrong! I'll kick your ass!
Cut to same shot. Still pointing at the mirror.
Faith: I'm gonna kill you!
Cut to Faith leaning closer to the mirror as a voice-over of evil laughter is heard and we--
Cut to the hospital. We see a burly male nurse come crashing across the room, hitting the counter, and he falls to the floor. He just had his ass thrown.
Faith's voice: (OS) Let me go! Let me go! Camera pans and we see who appears to be Faith thrashing in a bed trying to free herself from the men who are holding her down. The doctor hurries away from the bed as a police officer, the detective, and two orderlies restrain the young woman. It's all they can do to keep her on the bed.
Doctor: Get me a sedative, NOW!
Detective: Hold her!
Buffy: (yelling) I have to go home! She's with my mother! The doctor returns and clamps a hand on her arm to still it and shoves a syringe needle into her vein.
Buffy: NO!
Doctor: Just lie still.
Buffy: (weakening voice) You don't understand.
Detective: Keep holding her. Her struggles quickly lessen as the drug takes effect.
Buffy: (fading) She's taken my-- my body. Unable to keep her eyes open her head falls back.
Cut to Tara's dimly lit room. Willow is laying on the bed, hands folded across her stomach. Tara is sitting on the other side of the bed reading tarot cards.
Willow: I wonder where she is?
Tara: Who? Faith?
Willow: Yeah. I wish she would make a move. She's making my stomach all acidy.
Tara: But you think Buffy can handle her? Willow sits up to face her.
Willow: I think so. (worried) But that doesn't mean Faith won't hurt someone else.
Tara: Well, you should be safe. Nobody knows you're here. I mean . . . they don't even know I exist, right? I know all about them, but
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Willow: Hey.
Willow puts a gentle hand on Tara's knee. Tara continues in a â€œno big dealâ€ tone.
Tara: I mean, I mean, th-that's totally cool. I mean, it-it's good. It's . . . it's better. But Willow can see through this.
Willow: Tara, it's not like I don't want my friends to know you. It's just . . . well, Buffy's like my best friend, and she's really special. And . . there's this whole bunch of us, and-and we sort of have this group thing that revolves around the slaying, and-and I-I really want you to meet them. But I-I just kinda like having something that's just, you know . . . mine. Tara regards her silently for a moment.
Willow: And I-I usually don't use so many words to say stuff that little, but (laughs softly) do you get it at all?
Tara: I do. Willow takes a deep breath.
Willow: I should check in with Giles, get a situation update. She gets up and rounds the bed to the other side of the room behind Tara.
Tara: I am, you know. Willow stops to face her.
Willow: What? Tara looks over her shoulder at her.
Tara: (meaningfully) Yours. Willow just smiles at this.
Cut to Buffy's bedroom. Faith is standing in front of the full-length mirror checking out Buffy's reflection. She's dressed in a long, sleek black tank top and black leather pants and boots. Buffy's hair is in wavy curls (her â€œSomething Blueâ€ hair). Reaching into the shirt, she adjusts Buffy's breasts to a more perky position then puts her hands on her hips to inspect the improved cleavage.
Faith: Not too bad. Faith turns to Buffy's dresser and begins to search it. In the first drawer she opens she finds Buffy's passport and flips through it.
Faith: Score.