BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
"Now in Syndication"
CAST LIST
BUFFY SUMMERS Sarah Michelle Gellar
XANDER HARRIS Nicholas Brendon
RUPERT GILES Anthony Stewart Head
ANYA/ANYANKA Emma Caulfield
TARA MACLAY Amber Benson
WILLOW ROSENBERG Alyson Hannigan
DAWN SUMMERS Michelle Trachtenberg
SPIKE James Marsters
JONATHAN LEVINSON Danny Strong
ANDREW WELLS Thomas Lenk
FAITH Eliza Dushku
KENNEDY Iyari Limon
RONA Indigo
MOLLY Clara Bryant
CHLOE Lalaine
VI Felicia Day
VAMP
REPORTER 1
REPORTER 2
PHOTOGRAPHER
MASSEUSE
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
"Now in Syndication"
SET LIST
INTERIORS
BUFFY'S HOUSE
LIVING ROOM
KITCHEN
BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE)
MASTER BEDROOM
MASTER BATHROOM
KITCHEN
DINING ROOM
ANYA'S OFFICE
GILES' OFFICE
RECEPTION AREA
SUNNYDALE CONSTRUCTION
SPA
SALON
EXTERIORS
BUFFY'S HOUSE
FRONT PORCH
SUNNYDALE CEMETERY
CITY STREETS
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
"Now in Syndication"
TEASER
GILES (v.o.)
Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer...
PREVIOUSLIES
1 INT. MAGIC BOX – NIGHT
Willow, Anya, Giles, and Xander are sitting at the table. Willow points behind Anya, who turns and reads a sign posted, which says: 'No Vengeance in the Magic Box. This means you, Anya.' Anya rolls her eyes.
ANYA
Fine.
2 INT. MAGIC BOX – TRAINING ROOM – DAY
Tara is sitting on the floor, Willow next to her. The rest of the Scoobies are standing around. Giles is holding a book.
GILES
That would be the memory loss. Tara's last clear memory is...
TARA
Waiting for Willow at the World's Culture Fair.
GILES
Exactly. Everything should return in a few minutes.
Willow releases a breath and pulls Tara into a huge hug.
WILLOW
We'll just sit here and wait then.
DAWN
Everything really is going to be okay.
Tara closes her eyes and everyone stares at her expectantly. She gasps suddenly and opens her eyes. They are brimming with tears. She pushes Willow away.
TARA
You... we... the memory spell... and Warren shot me... and you... you... you...
Tara stands up and backs toward the door. She looks wildly around the room before bolting out the door.
3 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – DAY
Buffy is sitting on the couch. Spike is about to exit.
BUFFY
I get that you've changed, Spike, but I can't just forget what happened because you're different now...
SPIKE
I don't want you to forget, Buffy. Never forget. I was... something horrible; disgusting. I may not be any better now, but I'm trying.
Spike smiles weakly at Buffy.
SPIKE
That's got to count for something, right?
Buffy looks at Spike and then away.
BUFFY
(Quietly) I don't know.
Spike nods at Buffy and starts for the door.
SPIKE
I'll take it. Better than the 'I never want to see you around here again' I was expecting.
He reaches for the door and pauses, his hand on the knob.
SPIKE
But you will let me know? If you need anything?
Buffy nods and smiles. Spike walks out the door, closing it behind him. Buffy sits alone for a few minutes, and the camera zooms in on her. She takes a watery breath.
BUFFY
(Whispering) I need you.
4 EXT. CITY STREETS – NIGHT
JONATHAN
Dude, I know you're gay. Quit trying to pretend you're not.
ANDREW
I am not gay!
JONATHAN
Whatever.
ACT ONE
5 EXT. SUNNYDALE CEMETARY – NIGHT
Spike and Buffy are walking through the cemetery, both holding stakes.
SPIKE
I thought that you had to wear that sodding security uniform.
BUFFY
We had a meeting and I convinced them that the uniform was 'hindering my capture ratio'. I even made a chart and everything. So I'm in civilian garb now.
SPIKE
You look fetching.
Buffy smiles at Spike and they continue walking in silence. Spike looks at Buffy for a minute and starts reaching to take her hand. Before he can make contact, a vampire jumps in front of them, growling. Spike jumps in front of Buffy, stake raised. Buffy shoves Spike out of the way. He falls onto his back and Buffy has staked the vamp before Spike can even get up. Spike stands and brushes the dirt off of his clothes. He is offended and a little hurt. Buffy starts walking.
BUFFY
One down... an infinite number to go. That's one downfall to this job, they just keep...
Buffy stops and turns back to look at Spike. He is still standing where he picked himself up off the ground.
BUFFY
Are you coming?
SPIKE
Not really any point to it, is there?
Buffy is taken aback.
BUFFY
What are you talking about?
SPIKE
You can't stand that you might actually have some help, can you? Then you couldn't be all mightier-than-thou.
BUFFY
I'm the Slayer, Spike. The Slayer.
SPIKE
That tune is getting old, pet. (A beat) Why don't you let me know when you'll let me do more than just tag along.
Spike throws his stake down and storms off. Buffy snorts and laughs to herself. She is obviously affected by what Spike said but is trying to play it off.
BUFFY
I don't need help. And I am mightier than him.
Buffy storms off in the opposite direction.
6 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – KITCHEN – NIGHT
Dawn is pouring herself a bowl of cereal. Buffy opens the door and enters and Dawn looks up at her expectantly. Dawn's face falls when she sees that Buffy is empty-handed and she grabs a spoon and starts eating. Buffy takes off her jacket and hangs it on the hook by the door.
BUFFY
Hey.
DAWN
(Brusquely) Hey.
BUFFY
What's wrong?
DAWN
I liked it better when you worked at the DoubleMeat. At least then you brought home food.
BUFFY
Only food at my new job is for zombies.
Buffy chuckles. Dawn screws up her face in disgust and picks up her bowl of cereal. She exits. Buffy grabs a bowl from the cupboard and sits down in the chair that Dawn has vacated. She tries to pour herself a bowl of cereal but the box is empty. She sighs and gets up to throw it away. When she turns back around, Anya is sitting in the chair. Buffy jumps.
BUFFY
You need to wear a bell or something.
Anya laughs a little too enthusiastically. Buffy looks at her suspiciously.
BUFFY
What's up?
ANYA
Nothing whatsoever, friend. Just thought I'd drop in and see how my friend Buffy is doing. Like friends do.
BUFFY
What do you need... money? A kidney?
Anya laughs again, this time normally, and Buffy flashes a weak smile.
ANYA
How was work today?
Buffy's smile disappears and she shrugs.
ANYA
That bad, huh?
BUFFY
(Offhand) I just wish that being the Slayer was a more glamorous job.
Anya becomes Anyanka and she claps her hands excitedly. Buffy's eyes grow wide and she pales.
BUFFY
Crap.
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
7 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BEDROOM – DAY
We are zoomed in on Buffy, who is asleep in bed. An arm is shaking her, trying to wake her.
BUFFY
(Groggily) Just a few more minutes, Dawnie.
We zoom out to see an immaculately furnished room. The arm actually belongs to Spike, who is naked (His vital bits are covered with a sheet, people. Get your brains out of the gutter!).
SPIKE
Not Dawn, Buffy.
Buffy opens her eyes and sees Spike. She jumps back and falls out of bed. Buffy quickly stands up and, although we only see her from the shoulders up, it's obvious that she is also naked. She looks down at herself and blushes. Scrambling, she pulls a blanket off of the bed and wraps it around herself.
BUFFY
What are you doing here, Spike?
SPIKE
What's the matter, Buffy? My name isn't Spike. And I live here.
Buffy's eyes narrow and she puts one hand on her hip. The other hand is holding the blanket up.
BUFFY
If you aren't Spike, who are you?
Spike looks incredibly worried. He reaches out to grab Buffy but she steps back, evading his grasp.
SPIKE
I'm William... your fiancé?
BUFFY
My what?
There is a knock at the door. Dawn enters. She is wearing silk pajamas and is carrying a cell phone, which she hands to Buffy.
DAWN
It's Giles. He wanted to remind you not to be late for your 8 o'clock and to ask you if you wouldn't mind moving your 3 o'clock to 2 o'clock so that it doesn't interfere with your 4 o'clock if it runs a little long.
Buffy stares at Dawn, dumbstruck.
BUFFY
Giles wants what?
Dawn rolls her eyes and pushes the phone at Buffy. Buffy takes the phone gingerly, and stares at it. Dawn leaves the room and Buffy hesitantly brings the phone to her ear.
BUFFY
Giles?
Buffy listens for a moment before suddenly hanging up the phone and tossing it onto the bed.
BUFFY
I think he's gone crazy.
Buffy glances at Spike/William.
BUFFY
I think you've all gone crazy.
Buffy's eyes get wide and she gulps.
BUFFY
Or maybe I've gone crazy! Like that time when Warren, Jonathan, and Andrew sent that demon after me and he injected that stuff into my arm and I thought that...
Spike/William is staring at Buffy and she trails off.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Andrew, your hairdresser, Andrew?
BUFFY
My hairdresser?
There is another knock at the door and Dawn enters again, carrying another phone.
DAWN
It's Anya. She says she wants to discuss diversifying your portfolio. Or something equally confusing. All I know is, it's about money and she says it's extremely important.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Of course she does, greedy little bint.
Spike sighs and rolls over, away from Buffy. Dawn hands Buffy the phone and exits again. Buffy looks at the phone.
BUFFY
Anya.
Her eyes narrow and she glares at the phone.
BUFFY
(Menacingly) Anya.
Buffy turns to Spike/William.
BUFFY
I'm going to go take this in...
She spins around, frantically searching for somewhere to go.
BUFFY
The bathroom.
Buffy walks up to a closed door and reaches for the knob.
SPIKE/WILLIAM (o.s.)
That's the closet.
Buffy forces a laugh and turns around. She spies a door against the opposite wall and opens it. She sighs in relief when she sees that it's the bathroom and enters it.
DISSOLVE TO:
8 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BATHROOM – DAY
Buffy shuts the door and takes a seat in the plush chair next to the vanity. She looks around for a moment, impressed with the exquisite bathroom.
BUFFY
Nice.
Buffy brings the phone to her ear.
BUFFY
What the hell did you do?
FADE TO:
9 INT. ANYA'S OFFICE – DAY
Anya is wearing glasses and is sitting in a huge black leather office chair in front of a large wooden desk. The desk is covered in the latest in office technology. Anya's secretary, Jonathan, enters and she covers the mouthpiece of the phone. He sets a steaming cup of coffee down in front of her. She nods and gestures for him to leave. He exits, shutting the door behind him. She uncovers the phone.
ANYA
Calm down, Buffy. The important thing to remember is that this is what you wanted.
Anya takes a sip of coffee as she listens to Buffy. She suddenly gasps and sets her coffee down roughly.
ANYA
Really, Buffy... There's no need to use that kind of language!
FADE TO:
10 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BATHROOM – DAY
BUFFY
I want you to get here... now... so that we can figure out how to undo this.
Buffy hangs up the phone and sighs. After a moment, she stands and opens the door. She looks around her once more before returning to the bedroom.
11 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BEDROOM – DAY
Spike is still lying in bed. He props himself up on one elbow when Buffy enters.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Get everything figured out?
BUFFY
I think so... (To herself) I made a wish that my job was more glamorous and now I'm rich.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
And famous.
BUFFY
What?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
You're a bloody household name, Buffy.
Buffy looks shocked and then slowly smiles.
BUFFY
Maybe this isn't so bad.
She tosses the phone onto a nightstand.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Fancy a bit of a 'rough and tumble' before your 8 o'clock?
Buffy looks appalled and then looks around.
BUFFY
We're engaged?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
We're engaged.
BUFFY
And you live here?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
I live here.
BUFFY
So this sort of 'rough and tumble' thing happens all the time between us?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
All the time.
Buffy looks around again and shrugs her shoulders.
BUFFY
What the Hell.
Buffy drops her blanket and walks toward the bed.
BLACKOUT
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
12 GILES' OFFICE – RECEPTION AREA - DAY
Willow is sitting at her desk, gazing at headshots. She separates them into two piles. She rolls her eyes at a picture of what looks like a porn star and puts it into the pile on her left. She eyes the next picture and raises her eyebrows. It's a headshot of Tara. She lifts the picture to eye level and scans the room for the matching person. We see that the room is filled with blonde haired girls. She finally matches Tara's picture to Tara and sets the picture down on her desk. Tara is reading a magazine.
WILLOW
Ms. Maclay?
Tara looks up from her magazine at Willow and smiles. Willow returns the smile and a slight blush appears on her cheeks.
WILLOW
Mr. Giles will see you now.
Tara stands and sets her magazine down on her chair. We zoom in on the cover and see that it's a 'Time' magazine. Buffy and Spike are on the cover and the headline is 'Buffy, the Bachelor Slayer'. We zoom back out. Tara is standing in front of Willow's desk.
TARA
So I just, um, go right in?
WILLOW
(Thinking quickly) Um, we do. You and I. We go in. I'll go with you.
Willow stands up from her chair and opens the door to Giles' office. She gestures Tara in and then follows.
13 INT. GILES' OFFICE – DAY
Giles is sitting at his desk, cleaning his glasses. He finishes cleaning them, puts them on, and looks up. He takes in Tara and smiles, then sees Willow behind her and a look of bewilderment crosses his face.
GILES
Willow, what are you...
WILLOW
What am I doing taking so long?
Willow glances at Giles and shrugs. Tara turns around and Willow turns her shrug into a gesture to brush her hair back. She smiles at Tara and Tara turns back to face Giles.
WILLOW
I brought Tara Maclay in to audition. You know, brought her in like I always bring people in. To help you. With the selection process.
Willow is gesturing at Tara and then raising her eyebrows. Giles is very confused.
GILES
Yes, um, quite.
Giles gestures at the chairs in front of him.
GILES
Won't you sit down, Ms. Maclay? And Willow?
Tara and Willow both go for the same chair and their hands brush. Tara smiles at Willow and sits down in the other chair while Willow blushes and giggles. Willow sits next to Tara and turns to face her. Tara has her full attention on Giles and so Willow is allowed a full look at Tara. Willow looks Tara up and down and smiles.
GILES
Did you memorize the scene we sent you?
Tara nods and stands. She clears her throat a few times and smiles nervously at Giles.
GILES
Whenever you're ready...
TARA
Um... doesn't someone need to read opposite Buffy?
Willow stands quickly, nearly knocking her chair over. Tara catches it and sets it upright. Willow smiles in thanks and turns to Giles.
WILLOW
I'll do it. I'll read. Do you have the copy?
Giles hands Willow a few sheets of paper and Willow turns to face Tara. Tara smiles, clears her throat again, and begins.
TARA
So, what did you do all day?
WILLOW
Uh, I read a little. (A beat) And just thought about a lot of things. Buffy, I...
TARA
My diary? You read my diary? (A beat) That is not okay! A diary is like a person's most private place! (A beat) I... You don't even know what I was writing about! 'Hunk' can mean a lot of things, bad things. And, and when it says that your eyes are 'penetrating', I meant to write 'bulging'.
WILLOW
Buffy...
TARA
And 'A' doesn't even stand for 'Angel' for that matter, it stands for... Achmed, a charming foreign exchange student, so that whole fantasy part has nothing to even do with you at all.
WILLOW
Your mother moved your diary when she came in to straighten up. I watched from the closet. I didn't read it, I swear.
TARA
Oh! (A beat) Oh...
WILLOW
I did a lot of thinking today. I really can't be around you. (A beat) Because when I am...
TARA
Hey, no big. Water... over the bridge, under the bridge...
Willow lowers her script and looks into Tara's eyes.
WILLOW
When I am all I can think about is how badly I want to kiss you.
TARA
...over the dam...
Tara shyly returns Willow's gaze.
TARA
Kiss me?
WILLOW
I'm older than you and this can't ever... I better go.
TARA
H-how much older?
WILLOW
I should go.
Tara approaches Willow so that they are standing inches apart.
TARA
Go... you said...
GILES
Thank you, that's...
Willow and Tara kiss gently. They both step back and blush, looking at the ground.
FADE TO:
14 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BEDROOM – DAY
Spike is still in bed, alone now, and reading another magazine with Buffy's face splayed across the cover. The magazine is "Playboy."
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Oh, come on. Those don't even LOOK real. You'd think if they were going to airbrush something, it'd be a bit more... well, hello.
Spike stops talking and stares at the next page. We then see him turn the magazine on its side and unfold a three-page centerfold. Footsteps are heard pounding down the hall, and the door to the bedroom is flung open. Spike quickly shoves the magazine under his pillow and lays back on both of his arms, effecting casual.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Buffy, luv, what are you doing back so soon? You're going to miss your...
Spike turns to look and Buffy and rolls his eyes.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Bloody Hell.
The camera pulls back to reveal Andrew standing in the doorway, looking frantic. He is wearing a black turtleneck, sparkling silver pants, and has a holster of sorts around his waist. A hairdryer, brush, can of hairspray, etc. are seated in the holster.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
What are you doing here?
ANDREW
Oh my God, oh my God...I'm SO sorry Will- Mr. Bentley. I didn't mean to just barge in like that, but...
Andrew's voice trails off and he licks his lips. The camera pans back to Spike. His arms are still resting behind his head, and we see what Andrew is staring at. Spike's sheet is riding dangerously low, resting just under his hips.
ANDREW
So, do you... umm... work out?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Look, Buffy's not here right now, so sod off.
ANDREW
Not here? What do you MEAN she's not here? Miss Summers had an 8:00 appointment, and I...
Andrew glances at his watch.
ANDREW
I'm late! Oh no! She's out there somewhere... with imperfect hair!! I'll never forgive myself if there are photographers around. I'm a horrible person!
Spike tries to hold back his laughter.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Um... there, there. No worries. That makeup artist of hers said he'd take care of the hair too. You're off the hook.
ANDREW
Larry? She let Larry do her hair? That's it. I'm ruined. She is SO gonna to fire my ass! Larry can't tell hair mousse from hair gel. He doesn't know body from bounce. He thinks volumizer is a button on the TV changer! (Andrew is pacing back and forth, and looks near tears.)
Spike stands up, quickly wrapping a sheet around his lower half, and approaches Andrew, who has by this time stepped a few feet into the room.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Look, Buffy would never fire you.
ANDREW
She wouldn't?
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Nope. She feels too sorry for you.
Andrew's eyes light up.
ANDREW
Oh, thank you, Mr. Bentley! You don't know how much this means to me. If you ever need anything, and I mean anyth...
Spike heads back toward the bed and points towards the door.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Out.
ANDREW
Oh. Right. But remember what I was telling you before about that affair thing. The only way to find out how Buffy really feels is to cheat on her with some hunky...
Spike turns around and pushes Andrew out the door.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Don't forget patrol's at 9:00 tonight. Try to be here early.
Andrew nods like an idiot as Spike shuts the door in his face.
DISSOLVE TO:
15 INT. SUNNYDALE CONSTRUCTION OFFICE – DAY
We see a man's arm opening a door. The door opens to show Buffy standing in the doorway. She smiles and steps into the office, pulling the man into a hug. We pull back to see that it's Xander, who awkwardly returns the hug and steps back.
XANDER
I heard that you were friendly, Ms. Summers, but I never dreamed this much.
Buffy smiles, blushing slightly and there's a trace of pain in her eyes. Xander gestures towards the chair in front of the cluttered desk in the middle of the office and Buffy takes it. Xander sits behind the desk.
BUFFY
Right. Sorry about that. You just...remind me of someone... a friend of mine.
Buffy stares at Xander for another moment, unnerved, but quickly recovers.
BUFFY
So, uh... this meeting. Wow. I mean... wow. So tell me...
Buffy leans across the desk and whispers seriously.
BUFFY
How do *you* think it's going?
Xander opens a drawer and rifles through it for a minute. Buffy looks wildly around the room for some clue as to why she's there. Her gaze rests on a tray of business cards and she eagerly plucks one from it's holder and we zoom in on it. The card reads 'Sunnydale Construction' in large print and then has 'Alexander Harris' and a phone number. Buffy shoves the card in her purse as Xander sits back up, spreading blueprints on top of his desk.
XANDER
I think it's going extremely well. I put in the additions you requested and I think you'll be quite pleased.
BUFFY
The additions, huh? Good to kn...
Buffy's eyes widen as she glances at the paper. The camera pans over the blueprints, resting upon the title 'Bentley House'.
BUFFY
What the Hell?
Buffy stand up quickly, knocking over her chair. Xander is up in an instant, righting the chair again and helping Buffy sit down.
XANDER
I can change them if you don't like them...
BUFFY
Who's Bentley?
XANDER
William Bentley, your fiancé.
Buffy smiles quickly.
BUFFY
Of course.
XANDER
Do you not like the changes?
BUFFY
No, it's not that. I just...
Buffy glances over the plans and her mouth gapes open.
BUFFY
And I can afford all of this? Even the... swimming pool, tennis courts, home theater, and...massage parlor?
XANDER
That's the great thing. We're still well under your budget. So we can add that... secret... room you wanted. The... soundproof one?
BUFFY
Why the heck would I want a secret, soundproof... Oh. Oh, God. Oh, oh, God.
Buffy lowers her head to her lap and brings her hands over her ears. After sitting like this for a minute, she stands up and extends her hand to Xander.
BUFFY
I think that Sp-William and I need to... discuss... that one some more. Don't change anything yet. And... make sure you don't... you know... say anything about... that secret... laundry room. Wouldn't want that getting out, would we?
Buffy smiles weakly at Xander, who takes her hand and winks at her.
XANDER
Your secret's safe with me. My wife and I have a secret... laundry room as well. And you know what they say, 'discretion is the better part of valor', whatever that means.
BUFFY
(Muttered) Sounds like something Anya would do.
XANDER
I forgot that you know my wife.
Buffy's eyes widen as realization hits.
BUFFY
Your wife. Anya. Because Anya is your wife. With a secret la... Okay. I have to go now. And if you talk to your wife soon? Tell her to be expecting my call.
Buffy stands quickly and heads to the door.
XANDER
Will do.
Buffy exits and shuts the door behind her.
XANDER
Strange girl.
FADE TO:
16 EXT. CITY STREETS – DAY
Buffy is walking idly down the street, gazing at her surroundings. Her cell phone rings and she jumps into battle stance. The phone keeps ringing and nothing attacks her so she slowly lowers her arms.
BUFFY
Your cell phone isn't a demon, Buffy. You need to answer it, not slay it.
Buffy pulls her cell phone out of her purse and gingerly holds it up to her ear.
BUFFY
Hello?
CUT TO:
17 INT. GILES' OFFICE – DAY
Giles is sitting at his desk, talking to Buffy on a headset. Willow is showing him Buffy's schedule and he's circling things at random. He shuts the appointment book and gestures for Willow to leave. She exits the room and Giles smiles.
GILES
Buffy. I'm glad that I caught you. Andrew phoned my office and he's frantic, worried that you're wandering the streets alone with bad hair. I'm sending the limo to pick you up a bit earlier than planned so that Andrew can fix whatever 'catastrophic damage Larry did to your hair this morning', and those are his words, not mine.
There is a pause and the smile fades from Giles' face.
GILES
Buffy?
CUT TO:
18 EXT. CITY STREETS – DAY
Buffy is walking slowly. She glances behind her furtively and then stares straight ahead.
BUFFY
(Whispering) Enough about my hair, Giles! I think... there's someone... or something following me.
CUT TO:
19 INT. GILES' OFFICE – DAY
Giles sits up straight in his chair and quickly cleans his glasses.
GILES
You're on the streets? Alone? Buffy, how many times have I told you not to go out in public alone unless Faith is with you?
CUT TO:
20 EXT. CITY STREETS – DAY
Buffy stops walking.
BUFFY
Faith?
There is a pause as Giles answers her. Buffy's free hand clenches into a fist.
BUFFY
Giles, I'm the Slayer. I slay. I can take care of it. I don't need a bodyguard. Especially not a red-leather-wearing, 'want-take-have'-spouting, 'five-by-five' bodyguard like Faith.
Buffy slowly spins around to face a clump of bushes that are slightly rustling. She hangs up the phone and tosses it onto a patch of grass.
BUFFY
You want me? Come and get me. Let me show you what a real Slayer is made of.
Buffy waits for a second, anticipating an attack. When none comes, she lunges behind the bush and forces her stalker to the ground. She straddles their back. We zoom out to see a camera lying broken in front of the 'attacker'. Buffy spies the camera and jumps up. She pulls the photographer onto his feet and sets the broken camera gently in his hands.
BUFFY
And that concludes my demonstration of how to disarm a mugger. Are there any questions?
The photographer looks around and bolts past Buffy and down the street.
BUFFY
Like Faith could have done better...
BLACKOUT
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
21 SUNNYDALE CEMETARY - NIGHT
The entire gang is assembled for patrol. Buffy and Spike enter the cemetery first, their arms linked. Giles and Anya follow, both flipping through various black books and talking on cell phones. Dawn has a notepad out and is taking copious notes. Xander is talking to Willow, and we see Tara is at Willow's side, looking a little nervous. Andrew and Jonathan bring up the rear.
BUFFY
Ahh, now this is normal. The whole gang together again, just waiting to kick a little demon ass.
Spike nods and pulls Buffy behind a headstone.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Look, pet, the others are here, so I was thinking we could...you know... finish where we left off this morning. You'll still have plenty of time for the interviews.
BUFFY
Interviews?
Dawn appears over the headstone and smiles.
DAWN
This is so exciting! I get to patrol with you! Thought of a good quote yet?
BUFFY
Shouldn't you be at home doing your homework? It's awfully late for you to be out on a school night...
DAWN
Not the kind of quote I was looking for. And, in response, this is my homework. My assignment is to write about my hero, so I'm documenting a night in the life of Buffy Summers. Pretty cool, huh?
Buffy stands and pulls Dawn into a hug. Dawn is uncomfortable and pulls away.
BUFFY
Oh, Dawnie...I'm your hero? That's the sweetest thing I've ever...
DAWN
The internet is down at home so I can't research Susan B. Anthony, thus, here I am. Hanging with the Slayer. And if anyone from my English class even attempts to talk to you, pretend you're mute. Seven girls tried to pick you to do their report on and I want the exclusive.
BUFFY
You mean your entire class knows I'm the Slayer?
DAWN
Well, yeah. Why wouldn't they? Everyone does, Buffy.
Buffy looks confused. Willow walks over to Buffy, pulling a reluctant Tara behind her.
WILLOW
Buffy? I know you're busy but I wanted you to meet Tara before anyone actually started fighting. She's going to play you in your new series and she wanted to 'immerse herself in her character'.
TARA
Which I can do without bothering you, of course.
WILLOW
But I assured her that you were very excited about the series and talking to Tara would be no problem.
Buffy's eyes widen.
BUFFY
Series? As in... TV?
Tara turns to Willow.
TARA
She doesn't know about the s-s-series?
Willow turns to glare and Buffy before smiling reassuringly at Tara.
WILLOW
Of course she does! She's just being funny, aren't you Buffy?
Tara turns to look at Buffy and Willow gives her a pointed look.
BUFFY
That's me, always trying to lighten the mood.
Willow starts laughing and Tara joins her reluctantly.
TARA
I never knew you were such a comedian, Ms. Summers.
BUFFY
Tara... it's Buffy. Just Buffy. And... we don't already know each other?
Tara's eyes widen.
TARA
We did meet that one time when you were signing autographs at the Bronze but I can't believe that you remember! You're as kind as you are beautiful and strong, Miss- Buffy. I don't know how I'll do you justice.
WILLOW
You definitely have the beautiful thing down, Tara.
Tara blushes and Willow looks down at her feet. Buffy smiles to herself and jogs to catch up with Anya, who is walking with Spike.
BUFFY
Anya, we really need to talk. Now.
Anya waves Buffy off.
ANYA
Do you really want to make a scene in front of the assembled 'Team Buffy'?
Anya turns to look behind her.
ANYA
Jonathan!
Jonathan catches up with Anya, Buffy, and Spike. He is gasping for breath.
JONATHAN
Ms. Summers?
ANYA
Do you want anything, Buffy? Anything at all?
BUFFY
I could go for some shrimp.
JONATHAN
What's 'shrimp'?
Buffy looks at Anya quizzically. Anya smiles and mouths 'The dimension without shrimp, remember?'.
ANYA
Ms. Summers looks a little dehydrated. Be a dear and get her some bottled water.
JONATHAN
Right away, Mrs. Harris.
Jonathan exits the screen, running, and Anya turns to smile at Buffy.
ANYA
All these people at your beck and call, isn't it just...
Buffy holds a hand up to silence Anya when she hears a rustle in the bushes.
BUFFY
This had better not be another photographer.
A vampire jumps out at Buffy.
BUFFY
Finally. I was beginning to think I wasn't going to see any action tonight.
SPIKE/WILLIAM
Well, if it's action you're looking for...
Spike raises his eyebrows at Buffy and grins suggestively. Buffy pushes him out of the way. She kicks the vampire in the chest and he goes down easily. She frowns.
BUFFY
This is almost too easy...
Buffy pulls a stake out of her back pocket.
BUFFY
Well, you know what they say about easy vampires...
She is cut off when someone leaps out from behind her and quickly dispatches the vampire.
BUFFY
Uh, do you mind?
The intruder turns to face Buffy and we see that it is Faith in a blonde wig. The Slayers in training, Kennedy, Rona, Molly, Chloe, and Vi all run up behind her. All of them are wearing long blonde wigs.
MOLLY
Good show, Faith. I mean, Buffy.
Before she can respond, Andrew descends on Buffy.
ANDREW
You KNOW that you shouldn't be running like that! What do you think the stunt Slayers are for? The windblown look is only effective if done correctly, Miss Summers.
Andrew pulls out a brush and a hairdryer from his holster.
ANDREW
Let's see if we can't fix that...
Andrew fixes Buffy's hair and pulls a tube of lipstick out of his holster.
ANDREW
Might want to touch up, and since Larry isn't here to do it. (A cough masks his next word.) Slacker...
Andrew applies the makeup and backs away just as a crowd of people with cameras and microphones enter the cemetery.
REPORTER 1
Miss Summers, how does it feel to have just slain another evil Hell spawned creature of the night?
Buffy is taken aback. She blinks at the harsh lights coming from the video cameras.
BUFFY
Well, you see, I didn't actual slay...
REPORTER 2
And is it true that your hair isn't naturally blonde? What are your thoughts on this scandal?
BUFFY
I really don't think that...
REPORTER 1
We see your fiancé is here...
Reporter 1 motions to her cameraman to get a shot of Spike.
REPORTER 1
Does the couple that slays together stay together?
A photographer comes out of nowhere and begins snapping pictures, the bright flashes of light blinding Buffy.
PHOTOGRAPHER
Okay, now how about one of you next to the pile of dust? Good. (He snaps a picture.) And with William? Very nice! (He snaps another picture.) Now, if you could just unbutton your top button and...
Giles steps between Buffy and the media.
GILES
Thank you all for your time, but that will be it for tonight. There will be a press conference tomorrow to answer any further questions. Good night.
The press begrudgingly leaves, getting a few last camera shots and pictures in as they go.
BUFFY
Uh, guys? Just what was that?
WILLOW
That was patrol, Buffy. The exact same patrol scenario that we've gone through for six years...
Everyone heads toward the entrance to the cemetery, leaving Buffy standing alone, looking contemplative.
BUFFY
Patrol scenario?
She runs to catch up with the gang.
FADE TO:
22 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – MASTER BEDROOM – DAY
Buffy is sleeping. Light is streaming through the window, illuminating her face. Spike leans forward, into frame, and places a tender kiss on her bare shoulder. Buffy stirs and smiles. She opens her eyes and rolls over to face him.
BUFFY
Mmm... I could get used to this.
Spike pulls away and Buffy frowns.
BUFFY
What? What did I say this time?
Spike smiles and kisses Buffy on the forehead, before disappearing out of frame.
SPIKE/WILLIAM (o.s.)
Don't move.
Buffy smiles at him and rolls back over. She closes her eyes and smiles again. Her cell phone rings and she fumbles on the nightstand to answer it.
BUFFY
See? I'm getting the hang of this already.
Buffy flips the phone open and holds it up to her ear.
BUFFY
Yeah?
Buffy frowns and listens intently for a few minutes.
BUFFY
I'll be right there.
Buffy tosses the phone onto the floor, which we zoom in on as we hear the sounds of her quickly getting dressed.
BUFFY (o.s.)
Stupid shoes.
We hear the door open and close and, soon, the door open again. We zoom out to see Spike standing in the doorway, holding an immaculate breakfast tray, complete with a red rose in a vase.
SPIKE
Happy anniversary, B...
Spike notices the empty room.
SPIKE
Buffy?
DISSOLVE TO:
23 INT. GILES' OFFICE – DAY
Giles and Buffy are both staring intently at the unseen computer screen. Giles is biting his lip. Buffy rolls her eyes, steps back, and folds her arms over her chest.
BUFFY
This is your emergency?
GILES
It's not every day that one gets invited to an event of this caliber, Buffy. I think that your public appearance is of the utmost importance.
BUFFY
But 'emergency' usually construes something so big that...
Buffy begins to roll her eyes again, but stares at the screen once more.
BUFFY
Have you read this? They really invited me to the Oscars? Me? And they want me to present an award with... Freddie Prinze Jr.! Giles, he's like... I can't!
GILES
You can and will, young lady. As your manager, I insist. And Willow is taking you to Rodeo Drive to shop for your gown and you have a spa appointment from 4 to 8 and then Andrew wants to consult with you about your hair at 8:30.
BUFFY
I can totally get used to this.
FADE TO:
24 INT. GILES' OFFICE – RECEPTION AREA – DAY
The office is empty and Willow is sitting at the desk. She is on the phone and is nervously playing with the phone cord.
WILLOW
So, um, I'm going to take Buffy shopping and I know that you want to, um, be around me, I mean her, and so you can come with me, with us, if you want. I mean, you're more than welcome.
There is a pause and a relieved smile crosses over Willow's face.
WILLOW
That's great! We'll leave whenever you can get here!
Willow smiles a huge smile and hangs up the phone. The main door opens and Tara enters. She smiles shyly at Willow and blushes.
TARA
I was in the lobby when you called. I was going to come up and see if you wanted to go to lunch with me.
WILLOW
I think Buffy is free for lunch, I can double check if you...
TARA
With you. I wanted to go to lunch with you.
WILLOW
Oh...
Realization sinks in and Willow blushes and smiles.
WILLOW
I'm free. I'm definitely, definitely free.
TARA
Great.
WILLOW
Wait! I'm not free! At least, not for lunch. I have to take Buffy shopping!
TARA
I vaguely recall. And I'm coming along, remember?
WILLOW
Of course!
TARA
But maybe we could do something after. Like dinner or...
Tara blushes and Buffy enters from Giles' office. Willow and Tara look up at her guiltily.
BUFFY
Will! Did you hear about...
Buffy trails off and takes in Willow and Tara.
BUFFY
Never mind. It's stupid, really. So... What have you two been talking about?
TARA
Shopping!
WILLOW
We're going shopping! Me and Tara... and you! For you!
BUFFY
You know, if you two want to be alone, we can schedule this whole shopping thing some other time. I'm sure there's some press conference or 7-11 grand opening that really could use me right about now.
Willow and Tara both blush and look at their feet.
WILLOW
We can shop. We're shopping.
TARA
Yeah. We can, um, be alone l-l-later.
Tara looks up at Willow and flashes her a half smile. Willow returns the smile and Buffy smiles at them.
BUFFY
As long as there's a later, you're off the hook. So, where to first? Lead on, fellow shoppers.
Willow, Tara, and Buffy exit, laughing and discussing shopping plans.
FADE TO:
25 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – KITCHEN – DAY
Spike is standing by the counter, reading something intently. We zoom in to see that he is studying a cookbook. He smiles and shuts the book. He heads out of frame and we see that the cookbook is titled 'Romantic Dinners for Dummies'.
FADE TO:
26 INT. SPA – MASSAGE ROOM – DAY
Buffy is face down on a massage table, her lower half covered with a sheet. A handsome masseuse is working on her shoulders.
BUFFY
I can't believe I'm saying this, but that was too much shopping. At least I got the gown for the ceremony. And those shoes. Plus the matching purse. Also, I really think those other 6 dresses are me. Especially with the diamonds on.
FADE TO:
27 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – DINING ROOM – DUSK
Spike has the dining room table set for two and is lighting candles. He finishes lighting them and looks at his watch, which reads 7:00. He pulls out one of the chairs and sits, waiting.
DISSOLVE TO:
28 EXT. CITY STREETS – NIGHT
Willow and Tara are walking, their hands barely brushing together.
TARA
Dinner was great.
WILLOW
Definitely great.
Tara stops in front of a building and turns. Willow moves to stand in front of her.
TARA
So this is where I live.
WILLOW
It looks... nice.
Tara nods and bites her lip. They slowly move into each other and share a tender kiss.
TARA
Do you, um, want to come in?
WILLOW
Okay.
Tara fumbles with her keys and opens the lock. She holds the door open for Willow and then follows her in.
FADE TO:
29 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – DINING ROOM – NIGHT
Spike is still sitting in the chair. The candles are halfway melted. He sighs and pulls out his cell phone. He dials a number and holds the phone to his ear. We hear a faint ringing and Spike perks up. He gets up and exits, looking hopeful.
DISSOLVE TO:
30 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – BUFFY'S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Spike enters the room at a run but stops suddenly when he sees Buffy's cell phone on the floor, still ringing. His face falls and his shoulders slump, defeated.
FADE TO:
31 INT. SPA – SALON – NIGHT
Buffy is sitting in a posh chair and someone unseen is doing her hair. We zoom out to see that the hairstylist is Andrew.
ANDREW
I think William is totally wrong for you.
Buffy examines her newly manicured nails.
BUFFY
Really? Why would you say that?
ANDREW
Please. The boy belongs with me.
BUFFY
Excuse me?
ANDREW
Yep. And if he belongs with you why are you here with me on your anniversary instead of with him? I'd never do that to him.
Buffy pales slightly and then recovers.
BUFFY
Anniversary? As if! Like you would know when it was anyway? Please. Besides, you think he would have said something about it to me. Planned something, gotten me a gift... Spike wouldn't forget about something like that. Sorry, Andrew, looks like my hair is as close as you're ever going to get to him. And I always knew you were gay!
ANDREW
Honey, I've been out since preschool.
Andrew curls a lock of Buffy's hair and steps back.
ANDREW
I've done all I can with you for today. You'd better get home to William.
DISSOLVE TO:
32 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE (WISHVERSE) – DINING ROOM – NIGHT
Spike is sitting at the table again. The candles are out and all the food has been cleared. He's looking at a picture of him and Buffy on the cover of People. The door opens and he looks up. Anya enters.
ANYA
Hey.
SPIKE
You're not her.
Anya looks down at herself.
ANYA
Nope. Guess I'm not.
Anya sits down at the table next to Spike.
ANYA
We are talking about Buffy, right?
SPIKE
Who else would we be talking about?
Spike sighs. He pulls a rose out of the vase and begins plucking the petals.
SPIKE
It's our anniversary today, you know.
ANYA
Is she upstairs or something? I can go if you two want to...
Spike slams his hands down on the table.
SPIKE
No, she's not bloody well upstairs! You think The Slayer would have the time in her busy schedule to make it home for dinner once a year? 'Course she's not here. Just like every other night...
ANYA
I'm sorry. I wish there was something I could do for you.
SPIKE
Sure you do. So does everyone. But no one can. Do you know what I wish?
Anya sits up straighter in her chair. She is excited but is trying to appear somber.
ANYA
What do you wish?
SPIKE
I wish that things could be like they were before Buffy became famous.
Anya morphs into Anyanka.
ANYA/ANYANKA
Here we go again.
BLACKOUT
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
33 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – DAY
Buffy, Spike, Willow, Tara, Anya, Xander, Giles, Dawn, Andrew, and Jonathan are in the living room. Buffy and Spike are on the couch, Dawn between them, trying not to look at each other. Tara is seated in the chair and Willow is behind her. She reaches to play with Tara's hair and pulls her hand back guiltily. Everyone else is standing around looking at Andrew.
ANDREW
What?
JONATHAN
Dude. You were so gay.
ANDREW
So? It was bizarro-land.
Everyone turns to stare at Andrew.
ANDREW
Okay, okay, so maybe I'm a little gay... Kind of gay... A complete and utter flaming homosexual? Wow, that wasn't so hard.
JONATHAN
I knew it!
DAWN
How could you not?
Xander shudders and everyone turns their attention from Andrew.
XANDER
The 'secret' room. Those mental images are never going away.
SPIKE
Jealous?
BUFFY
(Quietly) He had his own room.
Everyone turns to look at Buffy.
ANYA
You told her about our secret room?
XANDER
We don't have a secret room! We did have one in that world, but we're no longer there! We're back in this one!
BUFFY
We have shrimp again, right?
TARA
That was the world without shrimp?
WILLOW
Um, guys? How did we get to that world?
Buffy blushes and shyly raises her hand.
BUFFY
That would be my fault.
ANYA
Technically, yes.
BUFFY
But not entirely! You- you were coaxing me! It was a wish made under extreme duress. Sitting there, with those wily demon powers... What was I supposed to do?
Chaos ensues as everyone turns to yell at either Buffy or Anya.
WILLOW
I wish we could go back.
Everyone instantly stops yelling and turns to Willow and then Anya. Anya remains Anya and crosses her arms.
ANYA
I'm done. No more vengeance. It makes everyone hate me and my wishes never work out, anyway.
Before anyone can react, Anya rips her amulet off her neck, throws it on the ground, and stomps on it. A swirl of light rises from the necklace and dissipates in the air.
ANDREW
Whoa. That was surprising.
SPIKE
Surprising is right.
Spike looks at Anya for a moment, then turns to Buffy.
SPIKE
Let me get this straight... you knew things were wrong?
BUFFY
Well... yeah?
SPIKE
And you didn't say anything?
BUFFY
What could I have said? 'Hey, we're stuck in an alternate dimension that I wished us to and only Anya and I know?' None of you would have believed me.
SPIKE
Buffy, they worshipped the ground you walked on. They would have believed anything you told them.
BUFFY
'They'? As I recall, you were just as bad. If not worse.
ANYA
You were quite the love-sick little puppy.
Spike scowls and looks down. He jumps a little and looks up at Buffy.
SPIKE
Wait a bloody minute... you knew that nothing was real and we still... you still slept with me.
Xander shudders again. Buffy glares at Spike.
BUFFY
It was... the wish.
ANDREW
You wished that you could sleep with Spike? Why didn't I think of that?
BUFFY
No, I didn't wish I could- eww... It was a spell. I didn't ask to wake up next to Spike naked. Or to be engaged to him.
Buffy turns to Anya
BUFFY
Can you explain to them, please?
ANYA
Buffy wished that her life was more glamorous. She was only engaged to Spike because she loves him in this world.
XANDER
Yeah! She was only engaged to- what?
BUFFY
Could you repeat that?
Anya sighs and rolls her eyes.
ANYA
My powers never could create love. That has to be a pre-existing condition. Thus, in order for you to have loved Spike in that world, you have to love him here.
Xander and Anya look at each other, as do Willow and Tara. Spike tries to catch Buffy's eye but she won't look anywhere near him.
BUFFY
I... I have to go.
Buffy jumps up and runs toward the kitchen. Spike jumps up and follows her.
CUT TO:
34 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – KITCHEN – DAY
Buffy is sitting in the same chair Anya was in when the first wish was granted. Her head is in her hands.
SPIKE
Buffy...what she said. Is it--
BUFFY
No.
SPIKE
Where would she get the idea from then, luv? There has to be some truth to it.
BUFFY
I said there wasn't.
Buffy folds her arms over her chest and stares at the ground. A moment later, she looks up.
BUFFY
You're still here?
SPIKE
Bloody right, I'm still here! And I'll be here until I hear the truth.
BUFFY
Look, Spike. I'm sorry, but I just don't love y-
SPIKE
(quietly) Don't say it.
BUFFY
It's the truth, Spike.
SPIKE
So, what, you don't love me? The whole time we were in Wacky World, you knew. You knew it was wrong. Why didn't you tell me then that you didn't love me? Between the engagement and the hopping into bed with me and the whole nine yards. What was that Buffy? Stress relief?
BUFFY
I didn't think... I didn't know anyone would... remember.
SPIKE
And that makes it okay, does it? You can have a nice shag and none of the bother of an actual relationship? You're not like that, Buffy. If we... it meant something to you, I know it.
BUFFY
Even if it did mean something... It wasn't what you thought it was. I'm sorry that I- I took advantage of you and it was wrong.
SPIKE
And...
BUFFY
And that's it.
SPIKE
That's it? Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me.
Buffy looks him in the eye.
BUFFY
I... I can't.
Spike smiles softly and brings one of his hands up to stroke her cheek.
SPIKE
I know. I love you, Buffy.
Buffy pulls away from him.
BUFFY
And I can't love you. Ever.
SPIKE
It's too late for that, pet.
BUFFY
The last thing I want to do now is hurt you.
SPIKE
You don't want to hurt me? That's rich coming from you. All you do is hurt me, and here's me, coming back for more like the poof that I am. It ends now. No more, Buffy. Do you hear me? No more being yanked around and rejected. You can deny it for as long as you want, but I'm done. Until you can admit to yourself how really feel, there's no place for me. Not on patrol, not as your sidekick, not in your life. I'm going now. If you decide you need me, you can be the one to come crawling. You know where to find me.
He stalks off angrily. Buffy watches him leave and begins to cry.
DISSOLVE TO:
35 INT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – DAY
Anya and Xander are the only ones remaining in the living room. They are standing about three feet apart, the smashed amulet between them. Spike rushes through the room and out the front door, slamming it behind him. Anya and Xander barely look up.
DISSOLVE TO:
36 EXT. BUFFY'S HOUSE – FRONT PORCH – DAY
Willow is sitting on the steps. Spike rushes down the steps and runs off to the right. Willow stares after him. Tara approaches from the left and sits down next to Willow.
TARA
Penny for your thoughts. Although I'm sure that they're worth at least a dollar.
Willow turns to Tara and smiles. There are tears in her eyes.
WILLOW
I was just thinking about us... about you. And wishing that I could have done things differently. Well, not wishing in the literal 'vengeance-demon-granting' sense, but, you know...
Willow takes a deep breath and looks down slightly.
WILLOW
Tara, I really screwed things up and it hurts that... that there's nothing I can do to change what I did. And there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about...
TARA
Willow...
Willow stops talking and looks up at Tara.
TARA
Do you remember when Buffy came back and she was miserable because we pulled her out of...
Willow gasps and brings a hand up to her mouth.
WILLOW
Oh, God, Tara, no... Please...
Tara takes the hand in front of Willow's mouth and holds it tenderly. With her other hand, Tara gently brushes a tear from Willow's cheek.
TARA
It wasn't like that for me.
Willow exhales, relieved.
TARA
I think that I was where Buffy was.
Willow looks confused.
WILLOW
I thought you just said...
TARA
But it wasn't heaven, Willow. Not for me.
There is a pause as Tara takes a watery breath.
TARA
It wasn't heaven for me because you weren't there. You're my paradise, Willow. You always have been. And nothing will ever change that. Nothing.
Willow raises her free hand to Tara's cheek and traces Tara's jaw line. They kiss deeply and draw apart regretfully.
WILLOW
When we were... when you... in the other...
TARA
I know... I love you, too.
Willow looks down at their linked hands and smiles.
WILLOW
So what we did there... does that count?
TARA
What do you mean?
Tara blushes slightly.
TARA
Oh.
WILLOW
'Cause I'd hate for that to be our making up... when we didn't even know that we were... making up.
Tara smiles her half smile and looks up at Willow.
TARA
You want to make up again?
WILLOW
And again and again. And maybe again.
Tara and Willow stand up and rush inside, the door closing behind them. We pull back to look through the window, where we see Xander and Anya embracing tenderly. Buffy brushes by them on her way upstairs, wiping tears from her cheeks.
END OF EPISODE