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I Will Remember You Part 1 (September 29, 1999) Written by: David Greenwalt & Jeannine Renshaw |
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Teaser |
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INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY AN OLD FASHIONED MANTEL CLOCK -- IT READS 8:43. PULLING BACK: ANGEL inserts a gold key, winds the clock. He sets it on his desk, studies it for a beat, something about its angle bothers him. He looks at the desktop, sets a pencil on it -- the pencil rolls slowly across it -- the desk's not level. CORDELIA AND DOYLE silently appear in the slat window that separates his office from theirs -- looking in on him -- his back to them. INT. OUTER OFFICE - DAY Cordy and Doyle step back from the window, have a private confab. Cordy is pretty worried: CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA She peeks in at Angel who's standing at the end of his desk, a hand on each corner, rocking it slightly. CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA She glances back in at: ANGEL - as he opens a drawer (we don't see what's in it), rummages around, pulls out a thin, pointy stake. Holds it up, feels the point, thinking. CORDELIA INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY Cordy and Doyle burst in as Angel, stake in hand, heads for his desk. CORDELIA DOYLE He stops, looks at them. ANGEL CORDELIA DOYLE Angel looks at them for a beat, then: ANGEL Angel slips the pointy end of the stake under one of the desk legs. ANGEL CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA Angel nods. CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA BUFFY (O.S.) They turn. BUFFY stands in the doorway. Wearing one of those lovely peasant blouses. BUFFY Off Angel and Buffy... BLACK OUT END OF TEASER |
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Act One |
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INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY As before: Buffy holding Angel's gaze. CORDELIA BUFFY CORDELIA BUFFY CORDELIA BUFFY CORDELIA DOYLE Cordy drags Doyle out. CORDELIA Cordy pulls Doyle out of the office, shutting the door. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL INT. OUTER OFFICE - DAY Cordy and Doyle. DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY Beat. BUFFY She turns to go. That's when: CRASH - A DEMON smashes through Angel's window and attacks! This is MOHRA. Medieval, samurai-like, some armor on legs and arms, a leather chest piece (that we can cut through), insectoid features; Mohra has a multi-faceted JEWEL imbedded in his forehead, he carries a sword and dagger. Angel is knocked across his desk. Mohra raises his sword. BUFFY Mohra stabs and Angel rolls, the blade missing him by inches. Mohra raises his sword to try again, when Buffy unleashes a powerful sidekick, sending the demon hard against the wall, as - Angel recovers, grabs a throwing axe, lets it fly - Mohra dodges the axe, which imbeds in the wall, as - INT. ANGEL'S BUILDING - LOBBY - DAY Cordy and Doyle are at the door when they HEAR the fighting. DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA And she goes. Doyle, glancing back, reluctantly follows. INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY Angel and Buffy move in on Mohra, whose back is to the wall. He swings his sword in a large arc, forcing them back. Then he raises his sword against Buffy -- but rather than retreat, she steps inside to catch the demon's wrist. She torques it, forcing him to drop his sword. The two of them locked in a test of strength and balance as - Angel dives beneath the bridge created by Buffy and Mohra - grabbing the sword, then coming up, stabbing the blade deep into Mohra's flank. STRANGELY COLORED, possibly GLOWY BLOOD (CGI) pools around the wound, sluices down the blade, as the Demon ROARS in anger and pain, hurling Buffy into Angel - both of them stumbling onto the floor in a tangle, as - Mohra leaps back out the window -- Angel and Buffy on the floor, somewhat entwined in each other's arms, faces inches apart. They quickly, and somewhat uncomfortably, disengage, stand. They look towards the broken window where Mohra escaped. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY A CAN OF WHIPPED CREAM sprays a white top on Doyle's iced mocha frappaccino and the SERVER moves off. Cordy sits next to him with a similar frufy cup. DOYLE Doyle skims or blows off the foamy top, something brown underneath. DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE INT. SEWER TUNNELS - DAY Yes, it's dark and creepy down here. Angel, armed with a small fighting ax, and Buffy, with a stake and a knife, hunt Mohra. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY She moves a little in front of him, as they continue the hunt. BUFFY They hear a noise. She turns fast, raising the stake -- Angel watches something skitter away O.S. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL She gives him a look, moves off; he follows. They come to a fork in the tunnels. He sniffs the air. BUFFY Angel enters the tunnel on the left, kneels. INSERT - A little bit of the Mohra's translucent blood. Angel dips his finger in it. Angel straightens up, rubbing the blood between his fingers. BUFFY They move off; down towards the end of the tunnel is a ladder that leads up to a sharp spot of daylight above. As they approach, Buffy notices Angel is looking down (in the general direction of his hand). BUFFY He looks up, his brow furrowed. BUFFY ANGEL Buffy, grateful for his honesty, starts spilling... BUFFY Beat. ANGEL BUFFY Now Angel lets down - moving toward her. ANGEL Buffy feels his nearness - the desire between them building to an excruciating level. Their defenses clearly weakening. BUFFY ANGEL Despite their words, they are still drawing nearer to each other... BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY They stop and really think it through. It's not a pretty picture. Buzzkill. BUFFY ANGEL They back away from each other. Buffy's attitude shifting, growing harder... BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy doesn't deny it. ANGEL BUFFY She moves on, past the ladder; stops, moves back to it. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY She starts up the ladder. But Angel stops her. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL And she disappears up the ladder into the light. Angel stands there for a beat, a little spun from their encounter. INT. TUNNELS - LATER Angel moves through the tunnel -- or out into the wide part of our set -- he passes CAMERA deep in Buffy thought, we find TWO DEMON EYES, watching him in the dark. ANGEL - HEARS the sword swishing through the air before he sees anything. He ducks, pivots, throwing up his hand, which the sword slashes. Angel rolls, howling in pain and COMES UP IN VAMP FACE. Angel uses the fighting ax to block and parry Mohra's sword and dagger. It's a deadly fight. Angel nearly takes Mohra's head off with the ax, but Mohra ducks it... and cuts it in half with his sword. Then there's much ass kicking, culminating with Angel sinking Mohra's own dagger into Mohra's chest up to the hilt, glowy Mohra blood flowing onto Angel's cut hand. Mohra drops to the ground, very dead. Angel DE-MORPHS. Angel looks at the palm of his hand. As Mohra's blood mixes with his, we C.G.I. a swirl of light and energy, it knocks Angel back into a wall... he falls to his knees... CAMERA RUSHES at him as all sound DROPS OUT... all sound except for a steadily BEATING HEART. Angel looks at his hand, then feels his newly beating heart. And utters, in a harsh shocked whisper: ANGEL BLACK OUT END OF ACT ONE |
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Act Two |
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INT. ANGEL'S INNER OFFICE - DAY Doyle and Cor cautiously peer in, see the broken window, the upturned furniture, the signs of a big fight. DOYLE Cordy sees something in the corner that alarms her -- a pile of dust. She leans down, examining it: CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA They HEAR the door opening in the outer office. They move into it as Angel walks in. He looks a little wide-eyed, like someone on mushrooms. He just stares at them for a beat. CORDELIA Doyle moves to him, studying his eyes and face, getting what's happening as: CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA DOYLE Angel walks into a patch of sunlight, slowly turning, staring at his arms and hands (a not-bloody cut on the palm of his hand where the sword got him), taking it all in. CORDELIA ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE CORDELIA ANGEL He suddenly grabs his stomach. ANGEL Angel moves fast towards Cordelia. She jumps behind Doyle. CORDELIA Angel rips open the fridge, starts eating everything in sight. Bites an apple, rips open a pop tart, tears into a sandwich, under: CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA ANGEL CORDELIA ANGEL Angel devours as: DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE Angel drops the food, straightens up. Composes himself. ANGEL CORDELIA Cordy heads for the door. ANGEL TIME DISSOLVE TO: INT. ANGEL'S INNER OFFICE - MINUTES LATER CLOSE ON A WOODCUT ENGRAVING resembling the demon Angel killed. WIDEN to reveal Doyle and Angel hovering over an old tome (the Book of Kelsor) -- ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL Doyle shuts the book definitively. DOYLE ANGEL Doyle hesitates, troubled. DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE FLASH CUT: INT. CAVE/TEMPLE - ANTE-CHAMBER - DAY A ROBED AND HOODED figure (face obscured beneath the cowl), lantern in hand, leads Angel and Doyle (who carries a small bag) down the LAST FEW STONE STEPS (think dungeon). He unlocks an iron gate at the bottom of the steps. Angel and Doyle enter the ante-chamber. The figure waits stoically. Doyle clears his throat. Angel digs out some bills, hands them to the figure, who heads back up the stairs. From beneath his robe a slinky, rat-like tail protrudes. DOYLE Doyle approaches a bird-bath sized bowl (full of ashes from prior supplicants) in front of a stone archway. The archway is carved into the cave wall and the space between the arches is smooth, solid stone. As Doyle removes various herbs from his bag, placing them in the stone bowl in front of the arch, Angel gazes at some Greek lettering near the arch. ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE Doyle pulls out a barbecue lighter, lowers it towards the bowl. DOYLE WHOOSH! Multi-colored flame shoots up from the bowl. Followed by a HUGE BLAST of PRACTICAL AND C.G.I. LIGHT. Angel and Doyle stagger back. Doyle looks to the archway -- what once was solid stone is now an arched doorway of solid light. DOYLE Angel looks at Doyle, then walks through THE BLINDING LIGHT IN THE ARCHWAY into: INT. CAVE/TEMPLE - DAY Like the ante-chamber, only bigger. Angel walks through the blinding light and finds THE ORACLES: a brother/sister team, they could be twins -- dark blue robes, draped to show a lot of skin, golden and painted with unique patterns (think Darth Maul only not evil), and they have bright blue eyes (contacts). The blinding light conveniently goes away. BROTHER AND SISTER (IN UNISON) Angel approaches, cautiously. SISTER ANGEL BROTHER Angel sees Sister looking at his wrist. He removes his watch. ANGEL She holds out her hand. The watch flies from his hand to hers. SISTER She slips the watch into the top of her robe. BROTHER ANGEL They move closer, hold their hands over his head and body. They exchange a look. SISTER BROTHER ANGEL Brother flashes angry: BROTHER SISTER ANGEL SISTER BROTHER SISTER BROTHER ANGEL Brother waves his hand -- another FLASH OF BLINDING LIGHT and: INT. CAVE/TEMPLE - ANTE-CHAMBER - DAY Angel is BLASTED back through it WALL OF LIGHT, nearly knocking Doyle over. DOYLE ANGEL Angel looks back at the archway -- solid stone again. DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE CUT TO: EXT. PALISADES PARK - DAY - BUFFY WALKS ALONG THE PARK, the ocean and pier behind her. A beautiful, sunny day (we hope). Couples and tourists stroll and roller-blade, the ferris wheel rolls on the pier in b.g. Big daily life -- which Buffy moves through without noting, on her mission, her face a little grim. Then she stops, sensing something. She turns. A long ways away she sees something, a FIGURE stepping out of the dark. (This could be from a trellised bit of garden we build, dark shady trees, a subway, etc.) Angel is a dark figure stepping into the light and the people. Buffy watches, in disbelief as: Angel moves towards her, closing the distance between them, his eyes never leaving hers. Closer and closer... Until he's upon her and sweeping her into his arms and her disbelief is replaced by something else -- years of longing -- they don't speak, they just kiss as though there were no tomorrow. Off them... BLACK OUT. END OF ACT TWO Continue on to Part Two |
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I Will Remember You Part 2 (September 29, 1999) Written by: David Greenwalt & Jeannine Renshaw |
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Act Three |
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INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY THE MANTLE CLOCK - on Angel's desk reads 5:03. Seconds tick away as the camera RISES... taking in the window to: INT. OUTER OFFICE - DAY Doyle watches as Cordelia plucks dead leaves off of a sorry-looking potted plant. CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA Off Doyle, CUT TO: INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - DAY A STATIC FRAME: Angel and Buffy at the table. Chastely having tea and crackers. A long beat. Angel picks up the teapot -- ANGEL BUFFY He sets the pot down. Suddenly: ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy takes this in. Nods. He's talking sense. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy takes this all in - saddened by the truth in it. BUFFY ANGEL Buffy nods. Smiles sadly. BUFFY Buffy drains her cup. Gets up and moves to the sink. BUFFY Angel follows with his mug. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy offers her hand for a no-nonsense shake. BUFFY They touch hands. And that's it. Angel pulls her into his arms and everything they've held back suddenly lets loose in frantic, passionate kisses. They grab at each other's clothing, feeling their way toward bare skin... After a moment, Angel lifts Buffy up to wrap her legs around his waist and then pushes her back onto THE TABLE - which he clears with a sweep of his arm. Plates and teapot fly... We move off them as their MOANS of pleasure offer a distinct contrast to the-- INT. TUNNELS - DAY --sound of a rusty wall pipe as it DRIPS out a constant rhythm on the ground. TILT UP to find... the lifeless Mohra demon, the dagger protruding from a crusty chest wound. Suddenly GLOWING RED EYES open... It's very much alive. EXT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - DAY TO NIGHT - STOCK FLASHY CUT, show his building, a little time passing... INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - NIGHT Angel's at the fridge, his naked body obscured by the door. BUFFY (O.S.) ANGEL Arms full of food, he shoulder bumps the fridge shut. PULL BACK to take in the kitchen table, now broken on the ground, one leg askew. Angel passes behind, into-- INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT We FOLLOW... past the wake of what it took to get from there to here, tossed clothes... a toppled lamp... Buffy waits in bed, both her and the bedding nicely rumpled. Tastefully sheet-draped, she sits up as Angel places a bowl of grapes, a gallon of ice cream and a jar of peanut butter on the bed... she eats a couple of grapes. They're giddy with the love. BUFFY He hands her a spoon. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY She reaches in the container and pulls out a Ben & Jerry's size chocolate chip, dips it in the peanut butter. Feeds it to Angel. ANGEL BUFFY He feeds her a bite of ice cream. BUFFY ANGEL Angel accidentally drops some ice cream from his spoon to his chest. ANGEL Buffy gets a devilish look in her eye. Stops his hand before he can remove the ice cream from his person. BUFFY Buffy starts to lick the ice cream off of him... INT. BAR - NIGHT Cordelia sits sulking, a Coke in front of her. Doyle with a margarita. CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE CORDELIA DOYLE WHAM! Cordy barely has time to steady him as CAMERA ROCKETS at Doyle. A FLASH OF WHITE and we're in-- INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT - DOYLE'S VISION The wounded Mohra stirs... lifts one arm... yanks the dagger free from his chest. The wound oozes with the creature's translucent blood as it (CGI) heals completely. Mohra stands, LOW AND WIDE ANGLE: we see he's much bigger and stronger than ever. (PRODUCTION NOTE: Bigger actor for MOHRA NUMBER TWO) A piercing Samurai YELL brings us back to -- INT. BAR - NIGHT Doyle MOANS, still very much in the vision. Cordelia hovers over him. CORDELIA And we're back in: EXT. SALINE PLANT - NIGHT - DOYLE'S VISION A long, cement corridor, walls lined with a maze of pipes. Along one side a long ladder stretches floor to ceiling. THE MOHRA climbs it. INT. BAR - NIGHT Doyle's collapsed, head on the bar, nearly unconscious. Then- DOYLE - lifts his head, still dazed. DOYLE INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NIGHT In bed. Angel on his back, Buffy nestled in the crook of his arm. Both happily spent. BUFFY ANGEL He brushes her hair from her face. They gaze at each other tenderly. BUFFY ANGEL And he really appears convinced. Content with that - Buffy snuggles deeper into his embrace. Her eyelids dip - then open again... BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL They both smile. Relax again. BUFFY ANGEL Buffy takes this in, moved. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY She smiles, closes her eyes. Lets herself drift. TIME DISSOLVE: INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - A LITTLE LATER Buffy's asleep, a look of deep contentment on her face. Angel watches, savoring each breath, more completely in love than ever. A distant NOISE breaks his reverie. He looks over. INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - STAIRWAY - NIGHT Doyle, nervous and out of breath, treads down as Angel approaches in his robe. DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE ANGEL He grabs some clothes from the floor, notices Doyle hasn't budged. ANGEL DOYLE Angel follows his look to the bed... Buffy sleeps peacefully. DOYLE ANGEL EXT. SALINE PLANT - NIGHT HIGH ANGLE - Doyle and Angel enter from top of frame, their voices ECHO slightly. DOYLE BELOW - Doyle reads from the "Book of Kelsor". They cautiously proceed, armed heavily. DOYLE ANGEL But Doyle looks less than reassured as they continue into the darkness, unaware that-- TWO GLOWING EYES - Watch. DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE Under which -- GLOWING RED EYES continue to track them. ANGEL DOYLE Angel suddenly stops him with an outstretched arm. We follow his eye line to-- DEAD FACTORY WORKERS slumped against the wall. They're dead -- and bloody. ON ANGEL Reeling. Knocked for a loop, nauseous at the sight. DOYLE ANGEL DOYLE Doyle tries to pull him away. Angel won't let him. ANGEL He continues on, determined. Doyle follows, as-- ANGLE DOWN FROM ABOVE - Watching their approach... camera SHIFTS slightly, catching part of a shoulder, then the back of a head... which tells us we're in the MOHRA'S POV... and our guys are now directly-- BELOW DOYLE A sound draws his attention up to-- THE RAILINGS ABOVE DOYLE The Mohra demon releases from the railings -- arms outstretched, it rushes towards them in all its spiked glory. REVERSE - It rushes towards us. And as it blacks out the frame... BLACK OUT. END OF ACT THREE |
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Act Four |
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EXT. SALINE PLANT - NIGHT (CONTINUOUS) Angel raises his sword, but before he can bring it down, Mohra lashes out with a hard backhand that spins Angel around. Mohra follows through with a punch that sends Angel sprawling to the ground. He looks up at the demon, shaken by blossoming pain. As Angel struggles to his feet - A BANSHEE SCREAM heralds Doyle's headlong charge. Mohra sidekicks Doyle, who flies twenty feet. Angel attacks Mohra with whatever he's got left - but Mohra easily parries, then punches Angel, staggering him. Angel is dazed but still standing, as Mohra unleashes a powerful offensive. Angel staggers back, avoiding only half the blows thrown by Mohra. Angel, weakened by being human, is getting his ass kicked. Angel retreats around a corner, Mohra following -- INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - NIGHT Cordelia is tagging pink post-its on various pieces of office furniture, computer equipment, etc. BUFFY (O.S.) ANGLE ADJUSTS to include Buffy rounding the corner, rubbing sleep from her eyes, disappointed when she sees: BUFFY Cordelia holds up a double-headed axe. CORDELIA BUFFY Cordelia shrugs. As Buffy searches the otherwise empty office with dawning concern... CORDELIA Under which Buffy returns to Cordelia. BUFFY CORDELIA BUFFY Buffy reads Cordy's silence: she's covering. BUFFY CORDELIA BUFFY CORDELIA BUFFY Cordelia hesitates. BUFFY CORDELIA Cordelia stops short, realizes she's said too much. BUFFY Cordelia considers. But not for long. CORDELIA EXT. SALINE PLANT - NIGHT Angel heads around a corner - -when Mohra's hand grabs Angel's shoulder, yanking him out of frame, as - ANOTHER ANGLE Angel is thrown onto the ground. Finds himself looking up at Mohra - who kicks Angel across the asphalt. Angel scrabbles backward - Mohra unholsters a SPIKED MACE from his armor. He swings, bringing it down on Angel, who raises his arms to cover -- lets out a blood-curdling SCREAM as the heavy iron ball breaks his arm. Mohra raises the mace again - but this time Angel rolls. Mohra is a relentless warrior. Angel dodges and ducks the lethal trajectory of the mace. Like a wrecking ball, it dislodges chunks of brick and cement. Another strike sends Angel to the ground. He lands atop a large trap door of thick planks... Mohra raises the mace to deliver the death blow. At the last moment, Angel rolls his head away. The mace misses by inches -- connecting instead with the floor, which cracks and shatters, sending Angel and Mohra FALLING THROUGH the splintering maw into... INT. SALT CHAMBER - CONTINUOUS Angel hits the ground hard amidst the tumbling debris. Salt crystals cover the room... Angel groans painfully, barely manages to push himself up on all fours -- when Mohra boot-stomps Angel, collapses him, sends him sprawled flat on the ground, barely conscious. MOHRA Buffy flies down from above, leg locking Mohra around the neck and diving down into a tuck-and-roll, body slamming him into the floor, knocking his sword free. She pops to her feet, grabs his sword. She eyeballs Mohra as he rises as well -- and boy is she pissed: BUFFY MOHRA BUFFY She hits him real hard. He staggers back. She lunges at him, he catches the blade with his mace chain, pulling the sword from Buffy's hands. But Buffy uses the momentum to wind into a spinning kick which rocks Mohra back on his heels. BUFFY Buffy drives the giant demon back with a hard combo of punches and kicks. Mohra loses his weapon, staggers under the force of Buffy's relentless attack. But he catches one of her punches in his giant hand and throws her hard against the wall. He presses his advantage, punishing Buffy with blow after blow. MOHRA ANGEL marshals whatever strength he's got left. He hoists himself up onto his feet, and moves to help Buffy. Mohra slams Buffy again. MOHRA ANGEL (O.S.) Mohra stops, turns. ANGLE TO INCLUDE Angel approaching, bloody and broken and valiant... ANGEL Angel throws a handful of salt into the demon's face. Mohra roars in pain, covers his eyes. Angel starts toward Buffy, but Mohra grabs him and throws him hard against the salt-crusted wall. Angel tries but can't get up. He watches helplessly as Mohra resumes battering Buffy. Then Angel reacts to something he sees... ANGEL ANGEL'S POV - THE JEWEL (SLIGHT OVERCRANK) embedded in Mohra's angry brow. Its facets catch the light, reflect it in a thousand points. RESUME Mohra comes down hard on Buffy, who catches her fall on one knee. Mohra draws a pair of short sickle blades from his armor. He advances toward Buffy, as Angel calls to her with parched urgency -- ANGEL Buffy looks past Mohra at Angel. ANGEL Buffy looks up just as Mohra swings the blade toward her head. She rolls, comes up holding the mace. Like David before Goliath, Buffy slings the mace, sends it flying into Mohra's brow. The demon clutches his head, howls in agony. LIGHT BURSTS forth from the hole which held the jewel, intensifying until it consumes the demon in a painful supernova. In the sudden stillness, Buffy moves to Angel, helps him to his feet. He is in pain and fairly breathless, inhaling deep lungfulls of air. ANGEL BUFFY Buffy wraps herself around him, steadying him as she holds him close. BUFFY Angel holds Buffy -- but there is lingering concern etched on both their faces. As we DISSOLVE TO: EXT. CITY - NIGHT TO MORNING - STOCK A flashy kind of thing takes us from night to morning. INT. CAVE - INNER ORACLE CHAMBER - EARLY MORNING Angel bears his still-fresh battle wounds, his arm in a sling, though he is burdened by the weight of a deeper wound. He stands before the Oracles (who seem irritated at the intrusion) having just entered through the wall of light. BROTHER SISTER Angel tosses a small vase at her -- she catches it. ANGEL SISTER BROTHER ANGEL Angel regards the Oracles expectantly. ANGEL BROTHER ANGEL SISTER ANGEL BROTHER ANGEL SISTER Angel nods. BROTHER ANGEL Brother and Sister exchange a look. BROTHER SISTER BROTHER SISTER Beat. Brother turns to Angel. BROTHER SISTER ANGEL SISTER A beat, as Angel realizes the kind of pain they're talking about. SISTER EXT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - MORNING - STOCK The street hums with early morning traffic. INT. ANGEL'S APARTMENT - DAY A clock in his apartment -- not the mantel clock upstairs -- reads: 8:57. Buffy paces, her face etched with worry. A sound turns her around. Angel heads downstairs. He can only look at her, silent and pained. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY Angel moves to Buffy. She's reeling. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy takes this in. It's true but she can't admit it. BUFFY ANGEL Buffy's hard expression crumbles. Her heart breaking all over again as she realizes he's right. Finally- BUFFY He moves to her. Takes her into his arms, breathes her in. ANGEL They cling tightly, desperate for each other. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY Angel looks at the clock. It's nine o'clock. The second hand races around the face. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL Buffy tries to absorb this. Then- BUFFY Angel's expression grows even darker. ANGEL BUFFY ANGEL She moves to him, quietly frantic, lost. BUFFY She embraces him clumsily, needily, eyes wet. BUFFY ANGEL He, too, is near tears. They kiss with deepest longing. ANGLE - A second hand. Sweeping toward 12 in extreme close-up. They keep their faces close, unable to be an inch apart. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY And they are eclipsed by a WHITE FRAME. After a long, echoing silence... BUFFY'S VOICE As the blown-out frame resolves and we are: INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY (24 HOURS EARLIER) Everything is as it was before... except for Angel, who's fairly rattled as he listens to Buffy's resolute farewell. BUFFY ANGEL The word hits Angel hard. BUFFY Angel watches her leave -- but only for a moment. He picks up the clock. Hefting it as he looks expectantly at the now-intact window, when: CRASH! Mohra smashes through and attacks. But Angel is prepared. Mohra raises his dagger. But this time Angel is armed with the clock, which he smashes against the demon's brow. The jewel shatters and Mohra is swallowed by a brilliant burst of light. Buffy stands there, taken aback by Angel's display. BUFFY ANGEL Buffy half-nods at his half-baked explanation. An awkward beat. She's looking a little less certain about leaving so quickly. BUFFY ANGEL BUFFY As much as he wants her to stay, Angel can only agree. ANGEL Buffy takes this in, nods. Heads for the door. As soon as she turns, Angel's face betrays his pain at losing the loving girl he held in his arms only moments ago. Angel's gaze shifts to the clock on the floor. The glass face is cracked, the hands stuck forever at 9:02. He looks back up, but Buffy is already gone. BLACK OUT. THE END |