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Buffy The Vampire Slayer: The Script Book Season One
     

Buffy The Vampire Slayer: The Script Book Season One

by Buffy the Vampire Slayer
 

"It's my first day [of school]. I was afraid that I'd be behind in all my classes, that I wouldn't have any friends, that I'd have last month's hair. I didn't think there would be vampires on campus."
— Buffy, "Welcome to the Hellmouth"

A true fan knows that one of the very best aspects of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is its hip,

Overview

"It's my first day [of school]. I was afraid that I'd be behind in all my classes, that I wouldn't have any friends, that I'd have last month's hair. I didn't think there would be vampires on campus."
— Buffy, "Welcome to the Hellmouth"

A true fan knows that one of the very best aspects of Buffy the Vampire Slayer is its hip, irreverent, witty writing. Slayer-speak packs one of the show's strongest punches. And the scripts are as much fun to read as they are to watch.

Here, collected in one volume for the first time ever, you can find the first six scripts from Season One. Read along as Buffy arrives in Sunnydale, and revisit her early encounters with the "gorgeous in an annoying way" Angel. Best of all, these scripts represent the most complete source for the writers' and creators' vision-complete with production cues and dialogue and scenes that never made it to the small screen!

Read these killer scripts: "Welcome to the Hellmouth," "The Harvest," "Witch," "Teacher's Pet," "Never Kill a Boy on the First Date," and "The Pack"

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780743419345
Publisher:
Simon & Schuster Adult Publishing Group
Publication date:
12/01/2000
Series:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer Series
Pages:
384
Product dimensions:
8.46(w) x 11.10(h) x 0.73(d)
Age Range:
16 Years

Read an Excerpt

From Welcome to the Hellmouth

ACT ONE

5 INT. MASTER'S LAIR (THE DREAM)

walks through the lair, looking around. Confused, lost.

5A OMITTED

5B OMITTED

5C ANGLE: A GIRL IN BED
tossing and turning, as the camera moves down to reveal the shadow of someone — something — approaching her — and wehear an impossibly low voice.

VOICE (O.S.)
I'll take you...like a cancer...I'll get inside you and eat my way out..

5D INT. MASTER'S LAIR

CLOSE-UP of The Master as he rises up behind Buffy, ROARING.

CUT TO:

6 INT. BUFFY'S BEDROOM — MORNING

Her eyes snap open. Despite the morning light, we recognize the girl — and the bed — from the dream. A moment, as she gets her bearings, shaking off the immediacy of the dream.

BUFFY'S MOM (O.S.)
Buffy...

BUFFY
I'm up, mom.

BUFFY'S MOM (O.S.)
Don't want to be late for your first day.

BUFFY
(to herself) No...wouldn't want that...

Her voice betrays her uncertainty. She sits up. A wider angle on her room reveals that it's only half decorated: there are still boxes as yet unpacked in the corner.

CUT TO:

7 EXT. SUNNYDALE HIGH SCHOOL — MORNING

A day as bright and colorful as the night was black and eerie. Students pour in before first bell, talking, laughing. They could be from anywhere in America, but for the extremity of their dress and the esoteric mania of their slang. This is definitely So Cal.

ANGLE: A CAR
pulls up outside the school. Buffy's mom, JOYCE, is driving. Buffy gets out the passenger side.

JOYCE
Now, you have a good time. I know you'll make friends right away. Think positive. And honey...try not to get kicked out.

BUFFY
I promise.

The girl turns, looks at the school. She starts in as her mother drives away.

ANGLE: A SKATEBOARD
Weaving along the road. On it is XANDER, dressed with the shaggy indifference common to skateboarders. He is bright, funny, and will one day be suave and handsome. Till that day arrives, he'll do the best he can with bright and funny.

He weaves through a thickening mass of students toward the school.

XANDER
Coming through...Coming through...(as the crowd increases) Not certain how to stop...

But he's doing okay until he passes Buffy — intrigued by the new face, he cranes to look at her, and nearly takes a header. He saves himself from falling, however, coming to a stop just in front of: WILLOW. She is shy, bookish, and very possibly dressed by her mother. The intelligence in her eyes and the sweetness of her smile belie a genuine charm that is lost on the unsubtle high school mind. It's certainly lost on Xander, though he brightens considerably to see her. The new face forgotten, at least for now.

XANDER
Willow! You're so very much the person I wanted to see.

Her excitement at the sentiment is sweetly pathetic, and typically unnoticed.

WILLOW
Really?

XANDER
Yeah. You know, I kind of had a problem with the math.

WILLOW
(hiding disappointment) Which part?

XANDER
The math. Can you help me tonight? Please? Be my study buddy?

WILLOW
Well, what's in it for me?

XANDER
A shiny nickel...

WILLOW
Okay. Do you have "Theories in Trig?" You should check it out.

XANDER
Check it out?

WILLOW
From the library. Where the books live.

XANDER
Right. I'm there. See, I want to change.

8 INT. SCHOOL HALL — CONTINUOUS

They are approached by JESSE, their bud. He is a little more awkward than Xander, a little less likely to become a lady killer in his later years.

JESSE
Hey.

XANDER
Jesse! What's what.

JESSE
New girl!

XANDER
That's right, I saw her. She's pretty much a hotty.

WILLOW
I heard someone was transferring here.

XANDER
So. Tell.

JESSE
Tell what?

XANDER
What's the sitch? What do you know about her?

JESSE
("that's all") New girl.

XANDER
Well, you're certainly a font of nothing.

CUT TO:

9 INT. BOB FLUTIE'S OFFICE

Buffy sits before principal FLUTIE. He is middle aged, a tad officious. Caught between the old school of strict discipline and the new school of sensitivity.

He pulls her transcript from a folder. He looks at it, looks at her.

MR. FLUTIE
Buffy Summers. Sophomore, late of Hemery High in Los Angeles. Interesting record. Quite a career.

He smiles, and carefully tears her transcript up into four pieces.

MR. FLUTIE
Welcome to Sunnydale. A clean slate, Buffy, that's what you get here. What's past is past. We're not interested in what it says on a piece of paper. Even if it says (looks down at a piece, reacts:) — whoa. At Sunnydale we nurture the whole student. The inner student.

He is taking the pieces of the transcript as he talks and carefully placing them together again.

MR. FLUTIE
Other schools might look at the incredible decline in grade point average — we look at the struggling young woman with the incredible decline in grade point average. Other schools might look at the reports of gang fights —

BUFFY
Mr. Flutie —

MR. FLUTIE
All the kids here are free to call me Bob —

BUFFY
Bob —

MR. FLUTIE
— but they don't.

He pulls out a piece of tape, starts taping the transcript back together.

BUFFY
Mr. Flutie. I know my transcripts are a little colorful —

MR. FLUTIE
Hey, we're not caring about that! Do you think "colorful" is the word? Not "dismal"? Just off hand, I'd go with "dismal."

BUFFY It wasn't that bad.

MR. FLUTIE You burned down the gym.

BUFFY
I did. I really did. But you gotta see the big picture. I mean the gym was full of vamp...uh, asbestos.

MR. FLUTIE Buffy. Don't worry. Any other school, they might say "watch your step", or, "we'll be watching you" or, "get within a hundred yards of the gym with a book of matches and you'll grow up in juvie hall" but that's just not the way here. We want to service your needs, and help you to respect our needs. And if your needs and our needs don't mesh...

Still smiling blandly, he slips the taped up transcript back in her folder.

CUT TO:

10 INT. HALL — A MOMENT LATER

Buffy exits the office, looking a bit depressed. She starts rummaging through her bag and a student runs by, bumps into her. Her books and stuff spill out. Frustrated, she kneels down, starts scooping it back in.

Xander sees this, goes up to her, kneeling.

XANDER
Can I have you? Dyeh — can I help you?

BUFFY
Oh, thanks...

He starts picking things up, handing them to her.

XANDER
I don't know you, do I?

BUFFY
I'm new. I'm Buffy.

XANDER
Xander. Is me. Hi.

BUFFY
Thanks.

XANDER
Maybe I'll see you around. Maybe at school, since we both...go there...

BUFFY
Great. Nice to meet you.

He gives her the rest of her books. She stuffs it all in her bag and hurries away.

XANDER
"We both go to school..." Very suave. Very not pathetic.

He notices something on the floor, bends down to get it. Calls after her:

XANDER
Oh, hey, you forgot your...(looks at the thing in his hand)...stake...

But she's too far off to hear. He looks at the wooden stake, puzzled.

CUT TO:

11 INT. HISTORY CLASS — MORNING

THE TEACHER is in front, lecturing. We hear her mostly in voice over as we see Buffy near the back, earnestly taking notes. Trying to keep up.

TEACHER
It's estimated that about 25 million people died in that one four year span. But the fun part of the Black Plague is that it originated in Europe how? As an early form of germ warfare. The plague was first found in Asia, and a Kipchak army actually catapulted plague-infested corpses into a Genoese trading post. Ingenious. If you look at the map on page 63 you can trace the spread of the disease...

Buffy looks about as kids open their books — She hasn't got one. The girl next to her, CORDELIA, leans over. She is pretty, self assured. Killer outfit.

CORDELIA
Here.

She moves her book over so Buffy can read off it as well.

BUFFY
Thanks.

TEACHER And this popular plague led to what social changes?

CUT TO:

12 INT. SAME — END OF CLASS

Kids are piling up their books and leaving as the bell RINGS. Cordelia introduces herself:

CORDELIA
Hi, I'm Cordelia.

BUFFY
I'm Buffy.

CORDELIA
If you're looking for a textbook of your very own, there's probably a few in the Library.

BUFFY
Oh, great. Thanks. Where would that be?

CORDELIA
I'll show you.

As the girls walk through the crowded hall.

CORDELIA
You transferred from Hemery, right? In L.A.?

BUFFY
Yeah.

CORDELIA
Oh! I would kill to live in L.A. Being that close to that many shoes...Why'd you come here?

BUFFY
Because my Mom moved, is the reason. I mean we both moved. But my Mom wanted to.

CUT TO:

13 INT. HALL — CONTINUOUS

CORDELIA
Well, you'll be okay here. If you hang with me and mine you'll be accepted in no time. Of course we do have to test your coolness factor. You're from L.A., so you can skip the written, but, let's see...Vamp nail polish.

BUFFY
(tentatively) Over?

CORDELIA
SO over. James Spader.

BUFFY
He needs to call me.

CORDELIA
Frappachinos?

BUFFY
Trendy but tasty.

CORDELIA
John Tesh.

BUFFY
The Devil?

CORDELIA
Well, that was pretty much a gimme, but you passed.

BUFFY
Oh, good.

They stop at the water fountain, which is being used by:

CORDELIA
Willow! Nice dress. (off Willow's smile) Good to know you've seen the softerside of Sears.

That hurt. Buffy says nothing, surprised by Cordelia's sudden viciousness. Willow says, almost apologetically:

WILLOW
Well my Mom picked it out.

CORDELIA
(witheringly) No wonder you're such a guy-magnet. Are you done?

WILLOW
Oh.

She vacates the fountain. Cordy steps up to it, looking at Buffy.

CORDELIA
You wanna fit in here, the first rule is "know your losers". Once you can identify them all by sight, they're a lot easier to avoid.

She bends down to drink. Buffy looks at the departing Willow, unhappily.

CUT TO:

14 INT. ANOTHER HALL — A MINUTE LATER

As Buffy and Cordelia walk toward the library.

CORDELIA
— and if you're not too swamped with catching up you should come out to the Bronze tonight.

BUFFY
The who?

CORDELIA
The Bronze. It's the only club worth going to around here. They let anybody in but it's still the scene. It's in the bad part of town.

BUFFY
Where's that?

CORDELIA
About half a block from the good part of town. We don't have a whole lot of town. You should show.

They arrive at the entrance to the Library.

BUFFY
Well, I'll try, thanks.

CORDELIA
Good. I'll see you at gym and you can tell me absolutely everything there is to know about yourself.

She goes off.

BUFFY
(thrown by the notion) That sounds like fun...

CUT TO:

15 INT. THE LIBRARY — CONTINUOUS

Buffy enters, looking about her. It's elegant, full of dark wood, streaming sunlight, and (duhh) books. It's also empty. Buffy steps in, looking around. She looks down at the check-out counter to see:

ANGLE: A NEWSPAPER

Folded, with an article on the first page circled in red. The headline reads: LOCAL BOYS STILL MISSING, with a blurry picture of three brothers.

Buffy wanders further in. She peers around a bookcase —

BUFFY
Hello...Is anybody here?

And someone touches her from behind. Startled, she spins.

GILES
Can I help you?

He is British, of middle age, with a quiet intensity.

BUFFY
I was looking for some, well, books. I'm new.

GILES
Miss Summers.

BUFFY Good call. I guess I'm the only new kid.

GILES
I'm Mr. Giles, the librarian.

BUFFY
Great. So you have, uh, —

GILES
I know what you're after.

He leads her to the check-out desk by the door. His office can be seen behind it.

He pulls a book out and slides it toward Buffy. Huge, leather bound, with a single word set in gild in the cover.

"VAMPYR"

Real concern floods Buffy's face, along with understanding. She steps back from the desk, eyes on the librarian.

BUFFY
That's not what I'm looking for.

GILES
Are you sure?

BUFFY
I'm way sure.

GILES
My mistake.

He replaces the book under the counter.

GILES
So, what is it you said —

But she's gone.

CUT TO:

16 INT. WOMEN'S LOCKER ROOM — AFTERNOON

Two GIRLS approach their lockers, talking. They begin undressing (just shoes and coats and stuff. Get your mind out of the gutter.)

GIRL #1
The new kid? She seems kind of weird to me. And what kind of name is Buffy?

GIRL #2
Hey, Aphrodesia.

GIRL #1
Hey.

GIRL #3
Well, the chatter in the caf is that she got kicked out and that's why her mom had to get a new job.

GIRL #1
Neg.

GIRL #3
Pos. She was starting fights.

GIRL #1
(opening her locker) Negly!

GIRL #3
(opening hers) Well, I heard it from Blue, and she saw the transcripts —

Something FLIES OUT of the locker at her! She SCREAMS as the dead body of the boy from the opening collapses on her, eyes horribly wide.

ANGLE: FROM ABOVE

The body sprawls out on the floor as the girl steps back, screaming for all she's worth.

BLACK OUT.

End of Act One

Copyright © 1997, 2000 by Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation

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