Created somewhere between the dates of 11/09/99 and 11/11/99!
Setting: Roswell, NM: Crashdown: Max, Isabel, Michael: Talking
Michael: There's people like us there. Things go on there, that everyone knows about, but no one talks about. We'll blend in perfectly.
Isabel: Oh no. Not another one of your crazy "Let's go to this little town in the middle of nowhere" things.
Max: Isabel's right. We don't know for sure what it's like there.
Michael: Well, if you guys don't go, I will. You know I will.
*Liz appears behind Michael*
Liz: Go where?
Michael: Great.
Max: Michael...
Isabel: Somewhere.
Max: A town out in --
Isabel: -- the middle of nowhere.
Liz: Can I come?
Michael: Why not?
Max: I'm surprised at you, Michael!
Michael: Well, I look at it this way. No matter what we do, she'll find a way to tag along.
*Maria appears next to Liz*
Maria: Where we goin'?
Liz: I didn't exactly find out the name of the town yet... Michael?
Setting: L.A., CA: Angel's apartment: Angel, Cordelia, Doyle: Talking
Angel: So then I took the sword and cut out his heart. End of story.
Cordy: Gruesome.
*Doyle falls to the floor*
Doyle: Oh Mother of Jesus, Mary...
Angel: Vision???
Doyle: Yeah. 5 kids. Jeep. Road. Sign...
Cordy: What does it say what does it say???
Doyle: Sun... Sunny... Sunnydale...
Cordy: *gasp*
Doyle: Hey, isn't there where you guys are from???
Angel: Oh no. We can't go.
Doyle: Why?
Cordy: Because Buffy is there.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy and Willow: On Patrol
*Buffy stakes a vamp*
Buffy: Okay, I think that's enough for today...
*5 people appear*
Buffy: Oh GREAT.
*They step out of the shadows*
Buffy: FORD?????
Liz: Who?
Buffy: I thought -- I thought -- *gasp* are you a vampire???
Maria: There's no such thing as vampires.
Michael: There's no such thing as aliens either.
Maria: Good point.
Willow: Okay. Officially lost...
Buffy: Ford....?
*Buffy looks at Max*
Max: Me? Max Evans.
Buffy: Are you sure? You look just like Ford...
Max: Well... that's probably not my real name...
Willow: Who are you and why does everyone have to come to Sunnydale? Ok yeah... mystical convergence... so what!!!
Maria: They're aliens. Not me and Liz. Them.
Liz, Max, Michael, Isabel: MARIA!!!
Michael: She's just kidding...
Liz: No such thing as aliens...
Buffy: How do you know. There's vampires. I slay vampires. I'm Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. And If you are evil aliens, then I guess I can kill you, too!
Liz: NOOOO!!! I mean, they're good.
Willow: Aliens? When you find me please tell me what's going on.
Buffy: Are you sure you're not Ford?
Max: Yeah.
Isabel: So this "Ford"? He looked like Max.
Buffy: Yeah.
Isabel: Do you think he could be a relative, Max? Could there have been three of us instead of just you and me? Triplets? How old was he?
Buffy: About my age.
Isabel: Gee, thanks that helps.
Buffy: I guess he would be around 19 now...
Max: No, we're younger than that.
Michael: He could have gotten out before us...
Max: Maybe. Could you tell us more?
Buffy: Well, if you tell me what you guys want to know and why you want to know it. Oh and with my Watcher would be nice.
Isabel: Watcher? What is that? Some Californian term for baby-sitter?
Buffy: You know what -- whoever you are --
Isabel: Isabel.
Buffy: -- Isabel, you remind me of someone.
Setting: L.A., CA: Cordelia: Angel's Elevator
*Cordy pushes the down button to go down. The elevator gets there and she gets off. She hears singing in the background*
Cordy: Hello?
*Cordy goes into Angel's living room where Angel and Doyle, drunk, are each holding a beer in one hand and a little paper Irish flag in the other. And singing an old Irish folk song.*
Cordy: Celebrating your common heritage?
Angel: Join us!
*They set their drinks down and sit back*
Cordy: No thanks. I am packed so I came down to tell you, let's go.
Doyle: Alright, just one last drink...
*Doyle goes for his beer, but Cordy picks his and Angel's up before he can reach them*
Cordy: No more.
Doyle: Yes, Mother.
Angel: Mommy... tasted like chicken...
Cordy: You two need a cold shower.
Doyle: Care to join us?
Cordy: Alright, we'll pile you in the back and I'll drive.
*They all go out to the car. Angel and Doyle fall asleep in the back. Song: "Sleep While I Drive"*
Cordy: Huh. No snoring. Well, Angel can't breathe, but I thought for sure that Doyle would be a snorer.
Setting: San Francisco, CA: Haliwell household: Prue, Piper, Phe, Leo, Kyle
Leo: You have to go.
Kyle: Why???
Leo: I don't know. The powers above told me you had to.
Phe: Powers above? Okaaay...
Piper: Well then.
Prue: Get on with it!
*Leo orbs out with Kyle and returns on his own*
Leo: Alright...
*Leo waves his hand and there's a portal mirror thing where they can see Kyle and Buffy and the others*
Leo: Well...
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy, Willow, the 5 Roswell people, Kyle
*A car comes up behind them and Kyle Valenti steps out*
Liz: Oh God. Kyle.
Charmed Kyle: Huh?
Liz: Not you.
*Roswell Kyle comes over to them*
Roswell Kyle: Okay. What's the deal this time?
Charmed Kyle: Hi, I'm Kyle, the Chosen One.
*Buffy and Roswell Kyle come over to him*
Buffy, Roswell Kyle: What?
Roswell Kyle: I am Kyle!
Buffy: And I am the Chosen One!
*Buffy and Roswell Kyle look at each other. Buffy throws Roswell Kyle a stake and they both stake Charmed Kyle. He falls and dies. Then Buffy punches Roswell Kyle.*
Buffy: I prefer working alone.
*Leo comes and takes the wrong Kyle, Roswell Kyle, and disappears.*
Setting: San Francisco, CA: Haliwell household: Leo, 3 sisters, Roswell Kyle:
Prue: You got the wrong Kyle!
*Roswell Kyle wakes up and sees everyone standing around him*
Roswell Kyle: Oh dear.
*Roswell Kyle passes out. Leo takes him back and gets the right Kyle, who is dead.*
Piper: Eww!!!
Phe: Get him out!
Leo: Okay.
*Leo waves his hand over Charmed Kyle, and he disappears.*
Phe: Cool.
*Piper and Prue look at her.*
Phe: Well it was.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy, Willow, now 6 Roswell peoples
Buffy: I think we should just leave him. Let's go.
Isabel: We can't all fit in my Jeep...
Max: I'll walk with Buffy and...
Liz: Me too. I'm Liz, by the way.
Willow: Willow. I'll ride so I can show them where Giles lives.
Michael: Michael.
Maria: Maria.
*Buffy points to Kyle*
Buffy: Kyle?
Max, Isabel, Liz, Michael, Maria: Kyle.
Buffy: Now that we've got that covered, let's go.
*They all head for Giles's.*
Setting: Right outside of Sunnydale, CA: Car: Cordy, Angel, Doyle: Driving/Sleeping
*Doyle and Angel are sleeping in each other's arms. They wake up and see each other.*
Doyle, Angel: AHHHH!
*They jolt away from each other and try to play it off. Cordy looks in the rearview mirror at them.*
Cordy: Nice nap, princesses?
Doyle: Where are we?
*Angel looks out the window.*
Angel: Sunnydale. Sunnydale? SUNNYDALE!
Doyle: What the hell we doin' there?
Angel: We have to go back!!!
Cordy: But you guys said you wanted to come here, and I drove all of this way, and this is what I get. Two grouchy guys with hangovers. You don't know how boring it is just sitting here looking out the window. Look at it this way Angel. You get to see your Beloved Buffy.
Angel: Oh that's what I'm afraid of...
Setting: Roswell, NM: Crashdown: Max, Isabel, Michael: Talking
Michael: There's people like us there. Things go on there, that everyone knows about, but no one talks about. We'll blend in perfectly.
Isabel: Oh no. Not another one of your crazy "Let's go to this little town in the middle of nowhere" things.
Max: Isabel's right. We don't know for sure what it's like there.
Michael: Well, if you guys don't go, I will. You know I will.
*Liz appears behind Michael*
Liz: Go where?
Michael: Great.
Max: Michael...
Isabel: Somewhere.
Max: A town out in --
Isabel: -- the middle of nowhere.
Liz: Can I come?
Michael: Why not?
Max: I'm surprised at you, Michael!
Michael: Well, I look at it this way. No matter what we do, she'll find a way to tag along.
*Maria appears next to Liz*
Maria: Where we goin'?
Liz: I didn't exactly find out the name of the town yet... Michael?
Setting: L.A., CA: Angel's apartment: Angel, Cordelia, Doyle: Talking
Angel: So then I took the sword and cut out his heart. End of story.
Cordy: Gruesome.
*Doyle falls to the floor*
Doyle: Oh Mother of Jesus, Mary...
Angel: Vision???
Doyle: Yeah. 5 kids. Jeep. Road. Sign...
Cordy: What does it say what does it say???
Doyle: Sun... Sunny... Sunnydale...
Cordy: *gasp*
Doyle: Hey, isn't there where you guys are from???
Angel: Oh no. We can't go.
Doyle: Why?
Cordy: Because Buffy is there.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy and Willow: On Patrol
*Buffy stakes a vamp*
Buffy: Okay, I think that's enough for today...
*5 people appear*
Buffy: Oh GREAT.
*They step out of the shadows*
Buffy: FORD?????
Liz: Who?
Buffy: I thought -- I thought -- *gasp* are you a vampire???
Maria: There's no such thing as vampires.
Michael: There's no such thing as aliens either.
Maria: Good point.
Willow: Okay. Officially lost...
Buffy: Ford....?
*Buffy looks at Max*
Max: Me? Max Evans.
Buffy: Are you sure? You look just like Ford...
Max: Well... that's probably not my real name...
Willow: Who are you and why does everyone have to come to Sunnydale? Ok yeah... mystical convergence... so what!!!
Maria: They're aliens. Not me and Liz. Them.
Liz, Max, Michael, Isabel: MARIA!!!
Michael: She's just kidding...
Liz: No such thing as aliens...
Buffy: How do you know. There's vampires. I slay vampires. I'm Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. And If you are evil aliens, then I guess I can kill you, too!
Liz: NOOOO!!! I mean, they're good.
Willow: Aliens? When you find me please tell me what's going on.
Buffy: Are you sure you're not Ford?
Max: Yeah.
Isabel: So this "Ford"? He looked like Max.
Buffy: Yeah.
Isabel: Do you think he could be a relative, Max? Could there have been three of us instead of just you and me? Triplets? How old was he?
Buffy: About my age.
Isabel: Gee, thanks that helps.
Buffy: I guess he would be around 19 now...
Max: No, we're younger than that.
Michael: He could have gotten out before us...
Max: Maybe. Could you tell us more?
Buffy: Well, if you tell me what you guys want to know and why you want to know it. Oh and with my Watcher would be nice.
Isabel: Watcher? What is that? Some Californian term for baby-sitter?
Buffy: You know what -- whoever you are --
Isabel: Isabel.
Buffy: -- Isabel, you remind me of someone.
Setting: L.A., CA: Cordelia: Angel's Elevator
*Cordy pushes the down button to go down. The elevator gets there and she gets off. She hears singing in the background*
Cordy: Hello?
*Cordy goes into Angel's living room where Angel and Doyle, drunk, are each holding a beer in one hand and a little paper Irish flag in the other. And singing an old Irish folk song.*
Cordy: Celebrating your common heritage?
Angel: Join us!
*They set their drinks down and sit back*
Cordy: No thanks. I am packed so I came down to tell you, let's go.
Doyle: Alright, just one last drink...
*Doyle goes for his beer, but Cordy picks his and Angel's up before he can reach them*
Cordy: No more.
Doyle: Yes, Mother.
Angel: Mommy... tasted like chicken...
Cordy: You two need a cold shower.
Doyle: Care to join us?
Cordy: Alright, we'll pile you in the back and I'll drive.
*They all go out to the car. Angel and Doyle fall asleep in the back. Song: "Sleep While I Drive"*
Cordy: Huh. No snoring. Well, Angel can't breathe, but I thought for sure that Doyle would be a snorer.
Setting: San Francisco, CA: Haliwell household: Prue, Piper, Phe, Leo, Kyle
Leo: You have to go.
Kyle: Why???
Leo: I don't know. The powers above told me you had to.
Phe: Powers above? Okaaay...
Piper: Well then.
Prue: Get on with it!
*Leo orbs out with Kyle and returns on his own*
Leo: Alright...
*Leo waves his hand and there's a portal mirror thing where they can see Kyle and Buffy and the others*
Leo: Well...
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy, Willow, the 5 Roswell people, Kyle
*A car comes up behind them and Kyle Valenti steps out*
Liz: Oh God. Kyle.
Charmed Kyle: Huh?
Liz: Not you.
*Roswell Kyle comes over to them*
Roswell Kyle: Okay. What's the deal this time?
Charmed Kyle: Hi, I'm Kyle, the Chosen One.
*Buffy and Roswell Kyle come over to him*
Buffy, Roswell Kyle: What?
Roswell Kyle: I am Kyle!
Buffy: And I am the Chosen One!
*Buffy and Roswell Kyle look at each other. Buffy throws Roswell Kyle a stake and they both stake Charmed Kyle. He falls and dies. Then Buffy punches Roswell Kyle.*
Buffy: I prefer working alone.
*Leo comes and takes the wrong Kyle, Roswell Kyle, and disappears.*
Setting: San Francisco, CA: Haliwell household: Leo, 3 sisters, Roswell Kyle:
Prue: You got the wrong Kyle!
*Roswell Kyle wakes up and sees everyone standing around him*
Roswell Kyle: Oh dear.
*Roswell Kyle passes out. Leo takes him back and gets the right Kyle, who is dead.*
Piper: Eww!!!
Phe: Get him out!
Leo: Okay.
*Leo waves his hand over Charmed Kyle, and he disappears.*
Phe: Cool.
*Piper and Prue look at her.*
Phe: Well it was.
Setting: Sunnydale, CA: Cemetery: Buffy, Willow, now 6 Roswell peoples
Buffy: I think we should just leave him. Let's go.
Isabel: We can't all fit in my Jeep...
Max: I'll walk with Buffy and...
Liz: Me too. I'm Liz, by the way.
Willow: Willow. I'll ride so I can show them where Giles lives.
Michael: Michael.
Maria: Maria.
*Buffy points to Kyle*
Buffy: Kyle?
Max, Isabel, Liz, Michael, Maria: Kyle.
Buffy: Now that we've got that covered, let's go.
*They all head for Giles's.*
Setting: Right outside of Sunnydale, CA: Car: Cordy, Angel, Doyle: Driving/Sleeping
*Doyle and Angel are sleeping in each other's arms. They wake up and see each other.*
Doyle, Angel: AHHHH!
*They jolt away from each other and try to play it off. Cordy looks in the rearview mirror at them.*
Cordy: Nice nap, princesses?
Doyle: Where are we?
*Angel looks out the window.*
Angel: Sunnydale. Sunnydale? SUNNYDALE!
Doyle: What the hell we doin' there?
Angel: We have to go back!!!
Cordy: But you guys said you wanted to come here, and I drove all of this way, and this is what I get. Two grouchy guys with hangovers. You don't know how boring it is just sitting here looking out the window. Look at it this way Angel. You get to see your Beloved Buffy.
Angel: Oh that's what I'm afraid of...