Chapter Two
INDEPENDENCE INN. FAITH AND BUFFY'S ROOM. DAY.
Faith and Buffy, having arrived in Stars Hollow from LA, enter their room and throw their
bags on the floor. Buffy looks anxious.
- BUFFY
- Just one bed.
- FAITH
- What's wrong, B? Don't you mind sharing a bed with me? It doesn't
bother you, does it?
- BUFFY
- Oh, no... It's just... When Willow booked the room, it might have been
nice if she had booked a room with double beds, that's all.
- FAITH
- Well, don't hog all the covers. OK?
Faith can't help but let out a wicked smile. Oh, so much that is
unspoken between them!
- FAITH
- That was one long flight. Damn, I'm starving. Let's unpack later. Let's
see if we can find a place to eat in this flea bitten dusthole.
They head downstairs.
LOBBY. DAY.
Faith and Buffy walk up to Lorelai at the front desk.
- BUFFY
- Excuse me miss. Is there any place we can get something to eat around
here?
- LORELAI
- Yes. There's Luke's. Great hamburgers. But if I were you, I'd stay away
from the honey buns today, though. Had one this morning, and boy, let me
tell you, whoa, you talk about the runs, I mean, not a pretty picture.
- BUFFY
- OK...
- (to Faith beneath her breath)
- Boy, is she a screwball.
- FAITH
- I have a feeling there's going to be a lot of screwballs running around
loose in this town.
- LORELAI
- Just hang a right out the front door, make a right at the end of the
block, walk two blocks down, make another a right, and Luke's is on the
corner across from the high school. Can't miss it.
- BUFFY
- Thanks.
Faith stares at Lorelai.
- LORELAI
- Is there something wrong?
- FAITH
- Oh, no. It's just you look familiar, that's all.
- LORELAI
- Well, people say I look like Tina Turner. But no way. I mean, c'mon,
I'm like way prettier than Tina Turner.
- FAITH
- Uh, huh...
Faith and Buffy leave.
SIDEWALK. DAY.
Faith and Buffy head towards Luke's.
- FAITH
- You know, I think the nut job at the front desk and the girl I saw in
my dream may be related.
- BUFFY
- What, you think they look alike?
- FAITH
- Yeah.
Just then, Rory and Paris walk out of Luke's. Faith sees them and
stops dead in her tracks.
- FAITH
- Hey, Buffy. There she is. The girl I saw in my dream!
- BUFFY
- Are you sure?
- FAITH
- Yeah, I'm sure. Of course I'm sure.
Faith and Buffy run up to Rory and Paris.
- FAITH
- I know you.
- RORY
- Excuse me?
- FAITH
- I know you!... I'm Faith.
Paris stares cynically at Buffy.
- PARIS
- Don't tell me. You're Hope. And Charity is running around here
somewhere.
- RORY
- Paris!
- BUFFY
- What?
- RORY
- Umm, nothing...
- BUFFY
- I'm Buffy.
No sooner was the word "Buffy" out of Buffy's mouth, than Paris was
ready to fire off a barrage of zingers. But before she could get out a
word Rory grabbed her and pulled her aside.
- RORY
- Paris.
- PARIS
- Rory, let's be honest here, you can't name your kid "Buffy" and not
expect that kid to be the subject of innumerable witty comebacks.
- RORY
- Paris...
- PARIS
- What am I suppose to do here, Rory? I mean, you just can't plop a Buffy
in front of me and expect my snark meter to go to zero.
- RORY
- Be nice, Paris.
- PARIS
- Who are these bozos, anyway... You don't know these girls, do you?
- RORY
- Ah, you're so cute when you're jealous... But I don't know who they
are. Let's find out... Promise me you'll behave.
- PARIS
- OK.
Rory and Paris snuggle noses together - too cute! They walk back to
Faith and Buffy.
- RORY
- I'm Rory. And this is Paris.
- BUFFY
- Pleased.
- PARIS
- So you two are married too?
- BUFFY
- Uh, not that it's any of your business, but no, we're both single.
- FAITH
- I don't think that's what she means, Buff.
- BUFFY
- Oh... Ooooh! Ewwwww!
- FAITH
- No, we aren't... You two -
- BUFFY
- Oh, God. I think I'm going to get the runs, and I didn't even get to
munch on a damned honey bun!
- PARIS
- Rory, I think this is another one of those awkward moments. Well girls,
let me de-awkwardtize it for you and give you the skinny. Rory is my
wife. We're married. So if any of you Barbies have designs on her, you
can just forget it.
- FAITH
- That's not why we're here -
- BUFFY
- Lord knows that's not why we're here!
- FAITH
- Rory, I saw you in a dream I had. There was some guy, tall, lanky,
standing over you with a sword -
- PARIS
- Oh, God.
- RORY
- How could you know that?
- FAITH
- Like I said, I saw you in my dream. Actually, a vision... Look, we'll
explain everything, but first you have to come with us. Your life may be
in danger.
Just then, BOOM!! A large explosion shakes the block. The four women
hit the deck. They look to their right, and see that Mrs. Kim's antique
shop has exploded. The entire house has been demolished.
The four of them race over there.
- RORY
- Mrs. Kim! Lane!
They sift through the debris, desperately searching for survivors.
The entire building is now just a mass of twisted, smoldering rubble.
- PARIS
- Rory, over here! I found Mrs. Kim!
Mrs. Kim is buried in a crevice in the debris. A massive antique
bureau lies on top of her. Taylor comes running up.
- TAYLOR
- Oh, God... Don't you worry, Mrs. Kim. We'll have you out in a quick
flash...
- (to the girls)
- This bureau must weigh a couple hundred pounds at least. Somebody find
Luke!
- RORY
- No. I got it.
Rory lifts up the bureau and moves it aside. Everyone looks on
amazed.
- PARIS
- How did you do that?
- RORY
- I don't know. I just did.
- BUFFY
- (to Faith)
- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- FAITH
- Yeah. She must be a Potential.
Buffy, Faith and Taylor lift Mrs. Kim out of the crevice and carry
her to the grass.
- RORY
- Lane!
- MRS. KIM
- No, Lane she not there. I the only one in building.
- RORY
- Thank God.
- TAYLOR
- Don't worry, Mrs. Kim. Just lie there still. The paramedics will be
here any second.
- MRS. KIM
- No. I fine...
- (to Buffy)
- There is very little time. Come, we must go somewhere where we can
talk.
- BUFFY
- Are you talking to me?
- MRS. KIM
- Yes I'm talking to you!
- BUFFY
- Um, we don't know each other.
- MRS. KIM
- I know all about you. You are Puffy the Vampire Slayer -
- BUFFY
- That's Buffy, with a "B."
- MRS. KIM
- Buffy. Puffy. What difference does it make!... There is no time for
this. We must leave now. Help me up.
Buffy helps Mrs. Kim to her feet. Lorelai comes running up.
- LORELAI
- Oh my God! What happen here?
- TAYLOR
- Not sure. The antique shop just exploded. Maybe a natural gas leak...
- MRS. KIM
- Uh... Yes. That's it. A gas leak... But I am all right. No one was
hurt... Lorelai, can I go to your house? I need to rest. A very
traumatic experience.
- LORELAI
- Of course.
They help Mrs. Kim to Lorelai's house.
LORELAI'S HOUSE. LIVING ROOM. DAY.
Mrs. Kim sits on the sofa, sipping a cup of coffee. The four girls and Lorelai hover around her.
- RORY
- Ma, you can go back to work now. Mrs. Kim is fine. If I need anything,
I'll call you. OK?
- LORELAI
- OK.
Lorelai leaves.
- MRS. KIM
- Good grief. I thought she would never leave.
- BUFFY
- How do you know who I am?
- MRS. KIM
- Because my daughter, Lane, is also a vampire slayer.
- PARIS
- (to Rory beneath her breath)
- I think that explosion shook something loose.
- MRS. KIM
- I am perfectly sane, Paris, I can assure you... Buffy, will you fill
these two in. But do it quickly. Time is of the essence.
Buffy gives Rory and Paris the lowdown on Slayerdom. After Buffy
finishes, Rory and Paris burst out into laughter.
- BUFFY
- They don't believe me.
- MRS. KIM
- We will prove it. Rory, how do you think you were able to lift that
bureau off of me?
- PARIS
- Adrenaline. Pure and simple.
- MRS. KIM
- Here. Rory, I bet you can lift me and this sofa in the air with one
hand.
- PARIS
- Impossible.
Rory tries it and is able to do it.
- PARIS
- Oh, shit.
Faith tries and is able to do it. So is Buffy. Paris tries it and
the sofa doesn't budge.
- RORY
- No! No! No! I can't be a vampire slayer. I get queasy at the sight of
blood... I'm going to Yale! I'm going to be a journalist! I'm going to
travel all over the world and get my picture on the cover of Time
magazine! And me and Paris are going to live happily ever after! I am
not going to spend my life running around cemeteries hunting down things
that go bump in the night!
Paris comforts Rory.
- BUFFY
- I know how you feel. I like majorly freaked out when I first found out.
But you are what you are. You can't run away from it.
- MRS. KIM
- Enough of this... There is more. More that you, Buffy, don't know
about... That was no gas explosion. Kirk destroyed my home and business.
- RORY
- Kirk?
- FAITH
- Who is Kirk?
- RORY
- He's the guy you saw in my - your - dream... I don't understand. Why
would Kirk do that?
- MRS. KIM
- Because Kirk is a vampire. A very old one. And he came to my house for
the express purpose of retrieving that which was taken from him over
five hundred years ago. And when he didn't find it, he tried to kill me
and destroyed my home.
- BUFFY
- But that's impossible. Vampires can't survive in the daylight.
- MRS. KIM
- Kirk is unlike any vampire that has ever existed. Enormously powerful.
He is also a warlock, experienced in the dark arts... It is an ancient
story. Over a half millennium ago, the secret society of the Knights of
the Templar, of which Kirk was a member, possessed a very rare, valuable
object. A Slayer by the name of Alexis - she was French - captured this
object. Alexis is also known to history as Lionhearted. She is the
greatest slayer that has ever lived... At any rate, the object she
captured was so valuable that a separate line of slayers came into being
solely to protect it. These slayers are known as Guardians. My daughter,
Lane, is a Guardian. She is with this object now and is prepared to
defend it with her life. That is why I have been so strict with Lane,
so that she can fulfil her sacred duty as a Guardian.
- Now, Buffy, you spoke of this witch Willow who cast a spell so that
any potential slayer might have the power of a slayer -
- BUFFY
- Yes.
- MRS. KIM
- My guess is that the releasing of so much energy is what led Kirk to me
and Lane. Perhaps it came to him in a dream, like Rory came to Faith in
a dream... Rory, since Kirk has been in your dreams, that can only mean
that not only are you a vampire slayer, but also a Guardian. If - God
forbid - something should happen to Lane, then you would be next in line
to defend this object, with your life if necessary.
- BUFFY
- I almost hate to ask. What is this object?
- MRS. KIM
- The Sangreal.
- FAITH
- What's that?
- RORY
- God, no! No!
- BUFFY
- What is this Sangreal?
- PARIS
- The Sangreal is the Holy Grail.
- BUFFY
- Oh, shoot!
- MRS. KIM
- Rory, you know the cave by the lake where you and Lane use to go when
you were kids?
- RORY
- Yes.
- MRS. KIM
- That is where Lane is now. You must go to her. I fear it is only a
matter of time before Kirk is able to find her. Once you reach Lane, you
must help her to protect the Grail and defeat the unspeakable evil that
Kirk represents. Please, you must leave now. I fear it may already be
too late.