Previous December 2002 |
As for Spike, I thought his little moment was perfect. Another example of ME taking our preconceived notions and turning them on their heads. I am a little concerned about the possibility of an "all haiku episode" featuring William the Bloody Awful Poet. But that's just me...
I immediately sensed a challenge. As some of you know, it has
long been my dream to fake a shooting script and have it accepted
as legitimate spoilers by Rufus and her ilk. However, I had another
project at the time, and counting syllables on my fingers
is annoying, and before I knew it there were actual spoilers,
and I never got more than seven pages into it, and so we are spared
the sight of Buffy and Spike defeating the evil demon Senryu with
the power of the clerihew.
I know that now there are people here -- HonorH, cjl, ZachsMind
(eight hours?!?! There some magic methamphetamine floating around???)
-- who would be able to fake a shooting script with much more
skill, grace and panache than I could, but I do bring some HTML
undercraft to the table. Anyway, enjoy!
Once Less,
With Haikus September 24, 2002 (White) Written by: Joss Whedon Directed by: Joss Whedon |
Teaser |
FADE UP on . . . That's just so awful. What those do to a body-- it's just inhuman.
Empty calories, grease and saturated fats. You want fries with that? CUSTOMER And a biggie shake. Can you super-size that, please? I'm pretty hungry. BUFFY Have you tried tofu? They're doing wonderful things with bean curd these days.
Fried morbidity. Death in a brown paper bag. Comes to six-eighteen.
Buffy, you seem ill. Your attitude needs some work. Take the evening off. TIME CUT: EXT. SUNNYDALE CEMETARY - DAY FOR NIGHT Crypts, mausoleums, freshly buried carcasses. Here I feel at home.
Though a little bored. I need a little action. Come on, vampires!
Nubile, tasty, perky morsel of blonde youth. I hunger for you. BUFFY Creature of the night, allow me to say hello. I'm Buffy - you're dust.
Let's not be hasty. I didn't mean anything with that "morsel" thing. BUFFY You're a vampire. You have to put up a fight. It's in your nature. VAMPIRE Is "nature" the word? I'm pretty unnatural. "Supernatural"?
Don't get too anxious. I didn't recognize you. I'll be on my way. BUFFY You've got to fight me! Let me have a do-over. Here's my jugular . . . VAMPIRE I won't fall for that. You're the slayer. I get that. I'm leaving town now.
Don't they ever fight? How can I ever slay such wimpy vampires?
That's their big problem. Vampires talk a good game. Then they just leave town.
Some of us return, looking for what we deserve. Miss me, bitch? I'm back. BLACK OUT.
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Act One |
INT. MAGIC BOX - DAY Concentrate, Willow. We must focus your knowledge for the greater good. WILLOW It's Pierson's lampblack. It promotes healing and calm. Me destroy world now.
Giles, I'm kidding. I'm with the Glinda goodness. Sheesh, don't you trust me? GILES Um, well, in fact, no. The coven has decided: you'll keep some powers. WILLOW Gotta love Wicca. They have a greater wisdom, forged in nature's . . . forge. GILES I am less sanguine. What you did was, to my mind, unconscionable.
Jeez, cut her a break. No more apocalypses, right, Willow? Willow?
Hey guys, how goes it? How's remedial magic? St. John's Wort come up? XANDER Just the usual. Name this herb. Don't kill people. Here's another herb. GILES This is serious. Lives hang in the balance of Willow's studying.
Sounds just like bio. I hated bio so much I (reflective) I killed the teacher. XANDER Killed the substitute. Let's not exaggerate things. You're Dawn's role model. WILLOW Enough about me. I've heard it all already. How was patrolling? BUFFY The same old same old. I find vampire, he runs. It's getting boring. GILES I would expect that. Seven apocalypses. Nothing less will do. BUFFY I need a big bad. I'm getting listless and blah. I want a tough fight. DAWN Guys, have you noticed? We're all speaking in haikus. Has to be evil, right?
I thought I felt strange. Suddenly I'm a poet, and didn't know it. GILES Hardly true haikus. It's just counting syllables. No integrity. XANDER Are they all haikus? Let's see, there once was a man from Nantucket, whose . . . BUFFY (interrupting) I think they're haikus. But are they really evil? I kind of like them. GILES It seems occultish. Mystical poetry urge. Bears looking into. DAWN Let's get on it then. I'll go through the library. Wil can check the web. WILLOW What about Anya? This seems vengeancy to me. That girl is evil. XANDER Some revenge this is. Who would wish up some haikus? Not your common curse.
I said I like them. Not that I want nothing else. Where is Anya now? XANDER She's avoiding me. I gave her a sweetheart deal. Still not her sweetheart. WILLOW I slipped up just once. She's a demon through and through. She's up to something.
This one's on the house. And if you feel like dancing, you'll drink free all night. ANYA Thanks, but I'm o.k. Your offer does not intrigue. Plus, there's no dance floor here. WILLY But lots of tables. A pretty girl like you are can make lots in tips.
So, what's your story? You don't have to drink alone. Willy's listening. ANYA Failed as a demon. Then I failed as a human. Failed as demon again.
So, what'll you have? Just your usual Guinness? Or the other stuff.
A pint and a pint. Make sure it's O-positive. Not that cheap A-neg.
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