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  • Cutting Room Floor

    See the "Buffy" companion thread for a lengthier introduction.

    Starting tomorrow, I'll be re-watching Angel and reading the scripts alongside, and will be posting and discussing the things that didn't make it into the screened episodes here.

    I'm using the versions of the scripts freely available online (e.g. here). Unfortunately, those cover only the first three seasons, and there are some gaps:
    • 1x04 - I Fall To Pieces
    • 1x07 - Bachelor Party
    • 1x10 - Parting Gifts
    • 1x16 - The Ring

    • 3x10 - Dad
    • 3x12 - Provider

    If anyone knows of any additional sources, please let me know.

    Format

    Discrepancies between the scripted and screened episodes seem to fall into one of three categories, broadly speaking: Altered portions (e.g. a character says something in the script and something different on screen), extended portions (e.g. a character says several things in the script but only some of those things on screen), and cut portions (e.g. a character says something in the script but nothing at all on screen).

    In the earlier thread, I usually started each post by stating the type of discrepancy to follow, and then simply used bold formatting for the discrepancies in the excerpts. Now, I'm going to try and combine that with indentations to separate the three types more explicitly, which should add both clarity and flexibility...
    Code:
    Screened portion (to provide context)
    
    [B]Altered portion: bold[/B]
    
    Screened portion
    Code:
    Screened portion
    
         Extended portion: indented
    
    Screened portion
    Code:
    Screened portion
    
         [B]Cut portion: indented and bold[/B]
    
    Screened portion
    Table of Contents

    [B]Cutting Room Floor: Buffy[/B]
    Last edited by kassyopeia; 06-10-11, 01:15 AM.

  • #2
    1x01 - City Of

    For the pilot, a draft script is available:The major difference is that this features Whistler instead of Doyle, other than that the story is pretty much identical. Nevertheless, there are a few interesting omissions.
    Last edited by kassyopeia; 20-08-11, 02:49 AM.

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    • #3
      1x01 - City Of (continued)

      Code:
      INT. TINA'S APT. - DUSK
      
      We HEAR footsteps in the hall outside. The door, left slightly ajar, is 
      pushed open by Angel.
      
      He sees - TINA ON THE FLOOR, next to the sofa-bed. CAMERA RUSHES 
      AT HIM as the horror hits him.
      
      FLASH CUT - TINA - o so ****ing dead on the floor.
      
      FLASH CUT - The bite marks on her neck.
      [indent][b]FLASH CUTS - The BLOOD EVERYWHERE (shot 
      discreetly and fast!) but it's on the walls, it's on the 
      bed, it's by her empty open eyes and her head twisted 
      at a very unnatural angle on the floor.
      
      ANGEL - trying hard to get his breath, makes himself walk up 
      to her, makes himself look around this room in hell, makes 
      himself kneel down next to the girl he couldn't save on the floor.
      
      He reaches out, strokes her face? he hangs his head to cry or 
      vomit? he looks back at her and sees the BLOOD ON HIS HANDS NOW.
      
      He stares and stares at it - until he can't stand it anymore 
      and suddenly thrusts one of his hands in his mouth, lapping 
      up the blood ravenously, instinctively - until he utters some 
      deep, inhuman sound and rips his hand out of his mouth.
      
      SMASH CUT TO:
      
      INT. TINA'S APT. - KITCHEN SINK - DUSK
      
      Angel furiously washing his hands; scrubbing them nearly 
      raw, sickened by what he just did. Behind him on the 
      floor, Tina's body is a silent witness.
      
      TELEPHONE NEAR TINA - As Angel picks it up, his eyes 
      never leaving her.
      
      INSERT HIS (now clean) hand - as it dials 911.[/b][/indent]
      
      DISSOLVE TO:
      
      INT./EXT. TINA'S APT. NIGHT - LATER
      
      A CORONER studies Tina's body. Two DETECTIVES search for clues, 
      a FINGERPRINT person dusts, etc. CAMERA PULLS BACK, revealing we 
      were looking in the window.
      
      CAMERA CONTINUES BACK to a neighboring rooftop where a shadowy 
      figure stands watch. Angel. He waits, still and silent, as her body is 
      bagged and removed from her home. Then he turns, grim, steps up on 
      the roof ledge, leaps.
      
      We see him land on a neighboring roof far below and disappear into 
      the darkness.
      Last edited by kassyopeia; 24-09-11, 05:58 AM.

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      • #4
        1x01 - City Of (continued)

        Code:
        INT. RUSSELL MANSION - STUDY - DAY
        
        Russell' home office. A large, clean space; computers, huge monitors, 
        lovely paintings, an empty desk, thick drapes secured against the daylight.
        
        Russell, casually but elegantly dressed, lounges near several monitors 
        that track the world's financial markets. But he isn't watching them, 
        he's watching the video Margo shot at her party: footage of Tina.
        
        He clicks the remote and Tina's image suddenly fills all the monitors. 
        He rewinds and watches Tina again and again as:
        
        WILLIAM
        I'm sorry to intrude, sir, but we need
        a decision on Advanced Technical
        Instruments.
        (opens leather folder)
        There's going to be a negative earnings
        preannouncement? also you have a
        ten A.M. tomorrow with your lawyers.
        
        Russell just watches the vid. William waits patiently.
        
        RUSSELL
        She had something?
        
        WILLIAM
        Yes sir.
        
        RUSSELL
        Let's short A.T.I. four hundred
        thousand shares. When they fall
        below thirty-seven and an eighth,
        cash out and buy back a quarter million.
        
        William makes a note in his folder, heads for door.
        
        WILLIAM
        Very good, sir.
        
        RUSSELL
        Hold on?
        
        William stops.
        
        RUSSELL
        (continuing)
        Who's this?
        
        William looks to the vid monitors, where shots of Cordelia (from the party 
        vid) are now playing.
        
        RUSSELL
        (continuing)
        Have we met her?
        
        WILLIAM
        I don't believe so, sir.
        
        RUSSELL
        Let's do.
        
        WILLIAM
        Very good, sir. Will you be requiring
        theater or club reservations with the young lady?
        
        Russell stares at Cor's image for a beat.
        
        RUSSELL
        God no, she's not going to live that
        long, I just want something to eat.
        
        Cor's multiple images are rapidly replaced on the monitors by the 
        world market reports.[indent][b]EXT. FOREST LAWN - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING
        
        Big old cemetery.
        
        INT. MAUSOLEUM - NIGHT
        
        Goes on forever: hundreds of small little lockers that hold 
        individual urns. A lone figure stands in the middle of it all.
        
        CLOSE ON THE FIGURE - ANGEL - Staring at one of the lockers, 
        the plaque below it reads: CHRISTINA CLARKE 1967-1999.
        
        He HEARS FOOTSTEPS. Doesn't turn as Whistler steps out 
        of the shadows.
        
        WHISTLER
        Though I might find you here.
        
        ANGEL
        She just wanted to go home.
        
        WHISTLER
        Maybe in some way she is.
        
        Angel tuns and looks at him with such cold fury that he takes 
        a step back.
        
        ANGEL
        I wouldn't know about that. I do
        know she died in the coldest and
        deliberate hell I've ever seen. What
        he did to her wasn't about feeding,
        it was about ownership. He took
        everything she had?
        
        Beat. He turns away.
        
        ANGEL
        (continuing)
        ?no one even came to the funeral.
        
        WHISTLER
        You did.
        
        ANGEL
        Yeah. She had me?
        
        Angel looks at Tina's name for a moment, then down at his 
        hand - the hand he licked the blood from - suddenly he slams 
        it into the wall - ripping a crucifix off, wrapping his fist around it.
        
        WHISTLER
        Angel -
        
        ANGEL
        Made a big difference in her life,
        didn't I. Powers that be really knew
        what they were doing this time.
        
        Angel's hand starting to smoke and shake.
        
        WHISTLER
        Let go of that.
        
        ANGEL
        I got involved and I made it worse,
        that's what I do.
        
        Whistler grabs him, tries to wrestle the cross out of his 
        hand. Gets thrown back.
        
        WHISTLER
        Maybe you did, maybe I got the name
        wrong, maybe you were supposed to
        help somebody else, I don't know,
        nobody's showin' me the big picture.
        You want to die? They got a sunrise
        with your name on it every morning.
        You don't, then stick around and do
        something about this bastard before
        he puts another name up on that wall.
        
        Angel glares at Whistler, his hand shaking and smoking furiously 
        now. He hurls the crucifix away.
        
        ANGEL
        I didn't help her?
        
        Whistler picks up crucifix, hangs it back up, moves to Angel.
        
        WHISTLER
        Here's the thing about pain? when
        it's too much to bear, you need to
        start sharing it with others.
        
        POWER SHOT - low and cool - PUSHING IN on Angel.[/b][/indent]
        
        EXT. STACEY'S GYM SUPPLIES - DAY
        
        As THUG 1 comes crashing through the plate glass window.
        
        INT. STACEY'S GYM SUPPLIES - DAY
        
        Angel has Stacey by the throat, pressed up against the wall.
        
        ANGEL
        Where does he live, how much
        security does he have?
        
        STACEY
        Listen hot shot, whatever she was to
        you, you better forget it. You have
        no idea who you're dealing with here.
        
        ANGEL
        Russell? Lemme guess: not big on the
        daylight or the mirrors, drinks a lot of V-8?
        
        STACEY
        You get in his way, he'll kill you,
        he'll kill everyone you care about.
        
        ANGEL
        There's nobody left I care about. Now we 
        can do this the fast way or the slow way -
        (tightens grip)
        -- where does he live, how much
        security does he have?
        Last edited by kassyopeia; 24-09-11, 06:00 AM.

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        • #5
          1x01 - City Of (concluded)

          Code:
          INT. RUSSELL MANSION - STUDY - NIGHT
          
          William shows her in.
          
          WILLIAM
          Miss Chase, sir.
          
          Russell rises to greet her.
          
          RUSSELL
          Hi. I'm Russell, thank you
          so much for coming.
          
          WILLIAM
          Will there be anything else, sir?
          
          Russell shakes his head. William starts to leave. As he gets to the door:
          
          CORDELIA
          You wouldn't have a little snack or
          somethin' would you?
          
          William looks to Russell who nods: it's okay.
          
          WILLIAM
          What would you care for?
          
          CORDELIA
          What do you got?
          
          WILLIAM
          Well, anything. Cheese, crackers? sandwich?
          (nothing from Cor)
          Cook made a roast, there's potatoes,
          asparagus, bread pudding?
          
          CORDELIA
          That sounds good.
          
          WILLIAM
          Which --?
          
          CORDELIA
          All of it.
          
          William nods and exits. Cor turns to Russell.
          
          CORDELIA
          (continuing)
          Aerobics, I burn a lot of?
          (looking around)
          So, nice place, we sure didn't
          skimp on the curtains.
          
          RUSSELL
          Thank you.
          
          CORDELIA
          I grew up in a nice home. It wasn't
          like this but we did have a room or
          two we didn't even know what they were for.
          
          He smiles.
          
          CORDELIA
          (continuing)
          Then the I.R.S. got all huffy about
          my folks forgetting to pay taxes for,
          well, ever. They took it all.
          [indent][b]RUSSELL
          I'm sorry to hear that. Where are your folks now?
          
          CORDELIA
          Well, after prison they moved to? I think it's Bimini.[/b][/indent]
          Last edited by kassyopeia; 20-08-11, 05:05 AM.

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          • #6
            Unproduced - Corrupt

            Also available is the script for the original second episode, which was never produced because it was deemed too dark. The episode would have been called "Corrupt". I think the script is pretty well known already, I'm mainly including it here for completeness.
            Last edited by kassyopeia; 20-08-11, 02:56 AM.

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            • #7
              the stuff with angel licking his fingers with tina's blood was actually shot. it was removed because it was considered too much. the aftermath graveyard scene would probably have ended up one of my absolute favorites.

              frankly, i think it's one of the biggest shames of the entire series. i *really* wish they'd expand all the episodes with these scenes. i consider it canon that angel licked his fingers. it was scripted, they filmed it, but they cut away before you saw it. it actually makes the part where doyle talks to angel about drinking buffy make sense. tina was the consequence. the scene was needed, imo.

              interesting thing... the teaser of corrupt (i've known about that script for years) was reused as the opener of hero!

              i would have liked to see whistler appear again. it would be poetic if he perhaps shows up at the end of the series.

              "If there is no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do."
              "Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh and cruel. But that's why there's us. Champions."

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              • #8
                Originally posted by NileQT87 View Post
                i would have liked to see whistler appear again. it would be poetic if he perhaps shows up at the end of the series.
                Do you know why they eventually decided to replace Whistler by Doyle? I remember reading an interview with Max Perlich in which he says that he would've been up for it, so that wasn't the problem. Star Trek has a similar replacement (Nick Locarno from TNG's "The First Duty" becomes Tom Paris in Voyager), which was simply due to not wanting to pay the TNG writer royalties for using the character, but that can't have been the problem here either since Whedon created Whistler himself.

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                • #9
                  max perlich apparently had a substance abuse problem (as did glenn quinn, who is now dead), which is why he wasn't asked to come back.

                  but yeah, perlich did want to come back. joss just ultimately decided to create a new character.

                  though, it was always known that doyle was a short term character that was meant to be the jesse mcnally of ats, except that they had the money to put doyle in the credits and then kill him to show that none of the characters were safe. joss actually wanted eric balfour in the credits as well.

                  well, it might open up whistler coming back again someday. i'd like to see that. i adored the year 1 comics where we saw more of whistler and angel's pre-sunnydale story.

                  "If there is no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do."
                  "Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh and cruel. But that's why there's us. Champions."

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                  • #10
                    I guess it may also have had to do with the planned romantic arc involving Cordelia, now that I think about it. Not sure Perlich and Carpenter would have had much of a chemisty, to be honest.
                    Originally posted by NileQT87 View Post
                    max perlich apparently had a substance abuse problem (as did glenn quinn, who is now dead), which is why he wasn't asked to come back.
                    Ah. Now that's ironic.
                    though, it was always known that doyle was a short term character that was meant to be the jesse mcnally of ats
                    Mmmh. I'm not quite sure I believe that, though. Producers are in the habit of claiming there were story-driven reasons for developments that were actually actor-driven.

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                    • #11
                      Hi, I'm not Troy McClure, but you may still remember me from such threads as 2008's "Cutting Room Floor" and "Who Raped The Dog?"

                      Sorry about the slight mis-prediction in the OP about starting on Angel "tomorrow", when it's actually been three years (almost to the day (which is pure coincidence)); but considering how notoriously unreliable prophecies are throughout the entire Buffyverse, I guess that's just par for the course...

                      NB: The formatting here is going to deviate a bit from that used in the Buffy thread, see above.

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                      • #12
                        Originally posted by kassyopeia View Post
                        Hi, I'm not Troy McClure, but you may still remember me from such threads as 2008's "Cutting Room Floor" and "Who Raped The Dog?"

                        Sorry about the slight mis-prediction in the OP about starting on Angel "tomorrow", when it's actually been three years (almost to the day (which is pure coincidence)); but considering how notoriously unreliable prophecies are throughout the entire Buffyverse, I guess that's just par for the course...

                        NB: The formatting here is going to deviate a bit from that used in the Buffy thread, see above.
                        Hi,

                        These threads of yours are excellent work. I hope more new people will read them.
                        "Gunn dies, Illyria Survives, Spike shanshus, Angel looses an arm and Xander looses an arm too, which is odd because he wasn't even there."
                        Joss Whedon at the High Stakes convention - 2004

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                        • #13
                          1x03 - In The Dark

                          Stage instruction:
                          Code:
                          Before Angel can react, Marcus MORPHS TO VAMP FACE, swings one of 
                          the chains like a bolo, wrapping it around one of Angel's legs. He jerks Angel 
                          to the ground at the same time he swings the other chain around Angel's 
                          neck. As Angel falls, the chain tightens - cutting off his air supply. Angel 
                          chokes and claws while Spike addresses him calmly, nodding to Marcus.
                          "cutting off his air supply" indeed.
                          Last edited by kassyopeia; 20-08-11, 07:14 PM.

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                          • #14
                            1x03 - In The Dark (concluded)

                            Code:
                            INT. OLD BUILDING - DAY
                            
                            We see a swirl of dust. Slowly, it settles. And a record player comes flying 
                            into view, smashing against a wall, shattering to pieces.
                            
                            SPIKE
                            Son of a bitch!
                            
                            Spike is having a tantrum. We see the old building separated into pools of 
                            light and shadow. Spike sticks to the shadow.
                            
                            SPIKE (cont'd)
                            I do the work, I do the digging, fight
                            off a Slayer, drive to L.A., hire the
                            help, and what do I get?
                            
                            He overturns the table of Marcus's torture instruments, sending them 
                            crashing to the floor.
                            
                            SPIKE (cont'd)
                            Royally screwed, is what! Well, that cinches
                            it. No more partners. From now on, I'm my
                            own man. Lone wolf. Sole survivor. Look out!
                            Here comes Spike, the biggest, baddest mother...
                            
                            He steps into a patch of sunlight by accident. His head bursts into flame.
                            
                            SPIKE (cont'd)
                            Ahhhh!!!
                            
                            He retreats into shadows, batting the flames out frantically. It takes a 
                            while. Finally, they go out. Spike, a pathetic creature hiding in the dark, 
                            whimpers:
                            
                            SPIKE (cont'd)
                            I really hope they kill each other.
                            [indent][b]EXT. L.A. STREET - DAY
                            
                            We see a sidewalk street vendor. Selling rows of hot sunglasses cheap.
                            
                            VENDOR
                            Shades here, no pair over ten-
                            (seeing something)
                            Hey, buddy - you want to go easy over
                            there? You'll scratch them...
                            
                            We see that he is talking to MARCUS, whose back is turned. Marcus is 
                            trying on a pair of those horrible wrap-around sports shades. He whips 
                            them off, throwing them aside. Puts on another pair. Throws those aside 
                            too, and so on. The agitated vendor moves to him.
                            
                            VENDOR (cont'd)
                            Look. If you aren't going to buy
                            anything-
                            
                            Now Marcus turns, another pair of glasses on. He's a VAMP.
                            
                            MARCUS
                            (lifts glasses)
                            Do these look good? I can't see in
                            the mirror.
                            
                            The vendor reacts to Marcus' vampiness. Stammering, starting to back 
                            away...
                            
                            VENDOR
                            I - I... Oh, sweet...
                            
                            But he doesn't finish before Marcus has his hand around the poor guy's 
                            neck...
                            
                            MARCUS
                            Oh, what the hell. I'll take 'em.
                            
                            Marcus snaps the vendor's neck like a twig. Then drops the lifeless body 
                            to the ground and goes about his merry way.[/b][/indent]
                            
                            EXT. L.A. STREET - DAY
                            
                            Oz' van barrels down a downtown L.A. street.
                            
                            INT. VAN - DAY
                            
                            Oz keeps his eye on the street, driving hard. In the back of the van, 
                            Cordy and Doyle tend to Angel. He's pretty banged up - and worst of 
                            all - he still has one of those rods sticking out of his chest.
                            
                            OZ
                            How's he doing?
                            
                            DOYLE
                            He'll live.
                            
                            CORDELIA
                            Not without help. We have to get him
                            to a hospital.
                            
                            OZ
                            I hear you, but which one? They all tend
                            to specialize in humans.
                            
                            DOYLE
                            He's right. Too risky.
                            (to Oz)
                            You know any first aid?
                            
                            OZ
                            Just your basic sixth grade, but I can
                            improvise. First we get someplace
                            dark. We do that, maybe I can...
                            
                            He'd go on but Angel sits up abruptly, interrupting him.
                            
                            ANGEL
                            Turn... around.
                            
                            OZ
                            Angel...
                            
                            CORDELIA
                            He's delirious. Ignore him.
                            
                            ANGEL
                            Turn around.
                            
                            CORDELIA
                            So you can do what? It's daylight, you're
                            ring-less, and unless you're changing the
                            act to Human Torch, I don't think so.
                            
                            DOYLE
                            She's right. You're death on toast. And in
                            no shape to be fighting a torture demon.
                            
                            In answer to their arguments, Angel RIPS the remaining rod from his 
                            chest - stares them down as he fights the pain.
                            
                            ANGEL
                            He's got a thing for children.
                            (then)
                            Oz-
                            
                            Oz looks at Angel.
                            
                            [b]OZ
                            How will we find this guy?
                            
                            ANGEL
                            Follow the carnage.[/b]
                            
                            And Oz cranks the wheel.
                            
                            EXT. STREET - DAY
                            
                            The van turns around.

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                            • #15
                              Not a particularly relevant scene, but the follow-up line near the end of the excerpt does make a little bit more sense than the "he can't have gone far" explanation in the screened episode, IMO.

                              Originally posted by ubi4soft View Post
                              These threads of yours are excellent work.
                              Why, thank you. I hope this one is going to live up to that standard, then!

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                              • #16
                                1x08 - I Will Remember You

                                Code:
                                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
                                Friend of yours?
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Never saw it before.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                It was rude -- we should go kill it.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I'm free.
                                [indent][b]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
                                I just asked for a coffee.
                                
                                Doyle skims or blows off the foamy top, something brown underneath.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                Oh, there it is... what is it with
                                this country, anyway? Everything's
                                got to be bigger, sweeter, frothier --
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                There's a reason we rule the world.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                So Buffy and Angel, it's always been pretty...
                                (mimes fisticuffs)
                                ...volatile?
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                That was nothing. One time they
                                kicked the daylights out of each
                                other at the mall -- I was too
                                embarrassed to shop there for, like,
                                weeks.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                It must have been good sometime...
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                (shrugs)
                                At first he was just hanging around
                                in the shadows, spying on us -- boy,
                                a lot's changed there, huh? -- I was
                                seeing someone at the time so I guess
                                he sort of fixated on her.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                And eventually they got together.
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                Did they ever, on her seventeenth
                                birthday. Which kicked in his
                                "knowing a moment of true happiness"
                                curse and then it really got ugly.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                He went bad, tried to kill her.
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                He tried to kill everybody. You
                                weren't really goin' out much after
                                dark in those days... then she ran
                                him through with a sword, sent him to
                                hell. He popped out four months
                                later which was like a hundred years
                                of torment in demon time or
                                something... his hair's never really
                                been the same.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                And then?
                                
                                CORDELIA
                                Then they were on again off again --
                                you sort of need a score card at this
                                point -- but finally they broke up
                                for real last spring. That's when he
                                took off for L.A. The story thus far.
                                
                                DOYLE
                                Great. So what happens now?[/b][/indent]
                                
                                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
                                It's heading toward the ocean...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                You sure?
                                
                                ANGEL
                                (looks away)
                                It's wounded, I can smell its blood.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Oh. Right. Handy skill.
                                
                                She moves a little in front of him, as they continue the hunt.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Maybe if your crack staff hadn't run
                                at the first sign of trouble, they
                                could've done some research, found
                                out what it was and why it wants to
                                kill us.
                                
                                They hear a noise. She turns fast, raising the stake -- Angel 
                                watches something skitter away O.S.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Just a rat...
                                (re: stake poised over his chest)
                                So you can put that down now.
                                (she does)
                                He's not a vampire, I don't know why
                                you brought that anyway.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Because I know how to use it. This
                                thing gets you to the ground or in
                                close, stake's a lot handier than
                                your fighting ax.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Unless he chops it in two, maybe
                                takes some of your hand with it.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Can we just get on with the hunting?
                                I'd kinda like to get home before dark.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I can handle this by myself.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                You bailed me out last night.
                                I'd like us to be even.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                We're keeping score now?
                                
                                She gives him a look, moves off; he follows. They come to a fork in 
                                the tunnels. He sniffs the air.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Getting anything? I sure smell sewer.
                                
                                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
                                So it's tunnel number one...
                                
                                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
                                Angel?
                                
                                He looks up, his brow furrowed.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Are you okay?
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I feel weird...
                                
                                Buffy, grateful for his honesty, starts spilling...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                I know... I do, too. I mean I only
                                came so I could see you face to face
                                and tell you not to... see me face to
                                face anymore -- and I know there's a
                                fly in that logic ointment somewhere --
                                next thing I know we're being attacked
                                by that mutant ninja thing, then we're
                                on the floor on top of each other and I,
                                you... it's just really confusing being around you.
                                
                                Beat.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I meant I felt weird from the demon's blood...
                                (holds up fingers)
                                ...it's powerful...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                (humiliated)
                                Oh. So let's just rewind Buffy's
                                little outburst and forget it ever
                                happened.
                                
                                Now Angel lets down - moving toward her.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                No -- it is confusing. When we're
                                apart it's easier. It hurts -- every
                                day -- but I live with it. Now
                                you're right here, and I could
                                actually reach out and...
                                (steps even closer)
                                ...it's more than confusing...
                                it's unbearable.
                                
                                Buffy feels his nearness - the desire between them building to an 
                                excruciating level. Their defenses clearly weakening.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                But we have to bear, right? What
                                else can we do? I mean, it doesn't
                                work with us, it can't...
                                
                                ANGEL
                                No. I can't give you a life or a future
                                or anything a real girl would want.
                                
                                Despite their words, they are still drawing nearer to each other...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                I know. And no matter how much we
                                miss each other...
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Or what we feel in the moment...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                If we let something happen here...
                                
                                They stop and really think it through. It's not a pretty picture. Buzzkill.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                We'd want more. And nothing's
                                changed. We'd just end up having to
                                leave each other again.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                And that's the best case scenario.
                                
                                They back away from each other. Buffy's attitude shifting, growing harder...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Great. I was really jonesing for
                                another heartbreaking sewer talk.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I'm sorry. I-
                                
                                BUFFY
                                You know, I'm on the brink of
                                something back home... I'm actually
                                heading towards a pretty good life.
                                Now that...
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I'm out of the picture.
                                
                                Buffy doesn't deny it.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                That's why I left. I want you to have--
                                
                                BUFFY
                                (cutting him off)
                                Let's just find this thing and get it
                                over with.
                                
                                She moves on, past the ladder; stops, moves back to it.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                What if he went up?
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Into the day. Where he knows
                                I can't follow.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                (pointed)
                                But I can.
                                
                                She starts up the ladder. But Angel stops her.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                I don't want you going after him alone.
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Look. It's better all around if we
                                split up -- and I can handle it.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                (beat)
                                There's a dive on Second near Beach,
                                the Lone Bar, demons go there
                                sometimes...
                                
                                BUFFY
                                Got it.
                                
                                ANGEL
                                Be careful.
                                
                                And she disappears up the ladder into the light. Angel stands there for a 
                                beat, a little spun from their encounter.

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                                • #17
                                  1x08 - I Will Remember You (continued)

                                  Extended dialog:
                                  Code:
                                  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
                                  Would you like some more...
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  No thank you.
                                  
                                  He sets the pot down. Suddenly:
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  I'm really sorry I kissed you like that.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  You are?
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  Not for the kiss itself --
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  (cutting him off)
                                  Oh. Good. 'Cause, as kisses go - I
                                  though it was well above average.
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  It was incredible. It's just... I
                                  think maybe we'd be asking for
                                  trouble, rushing back into things.
                                  (quickly)
                                  Not that I don't want to. Rush. I
                                  do, believe me...
                                  
                                  Buffy takes this in. Nods. He's talking sense.
                                  [indent]BUFFY
                                  Right. I mean, okay, you talked to
                                  the Orcas--
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  Oracles.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  --they say you're cured for good.
                                  How do we know for sure they speak
                                  for the powers? They could be
                                  pranksters.[/indent]
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  Or there could be another loop hole-
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  Exactly. Then the two of us are in
                                  even deeper and it's GRRRR all over
                                  again.
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  It would be smart to wait a while.
                                  See if this mortal thing takes...
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  And even if it does - it's still
                                  complicated.
                                  [indent]ANGEL
                                  (nods)
                                  You're still the Slayer. And I'm not
                                  sure what I am now. I don't know
                                  what my purpose it...
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  (helpfully)
                                  Xander's talking about starting an
                                  internet company. Plus he has an
                                  extra cot in his basement.
                                  (off his look)
                                  Kidding.
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  But that's what I mean. I can't just
                                  wedge myself into your life back in
                                  Sunnydale. It wouldn't be good for
                                  either of us. Not to mention the
                                  fact that you just started college.
                                  (then)
                                  And what about slaying? If you had
                                  me to worry about you might not be as
                                  focused.[/indent]
                                  
                                  Buffy takes this all in - saddened by the truth in it.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  Are you going to pull a pie chart out
                                  now? Because it's not necessary. I
                                  think I got it.
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  (emphatic)
                                  I'm not saying I don't want you,
                                  Buffy. You know how much... I'm
                                  just saying - it's worth the wait to
                                  know it's right. I need to be sure
                                  you won't get hurt again.
                                  
                                  Buffy nods. Smiles sadly.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  (wryly)
                                  Good thing I didn't fantasize about
                                  you turning human about ten zillion
                                  times - 'cause today would have been
                                  a real let down.
                                  
                                  Buffy drains her cup. Gets up and moves to the sink.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  So, how does the mature plan go? I
                                  call you. You call me? Or what?
                                  
                                  Angel follows with his mug.
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  We stay in touch. Just not-
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  Literally. Funny.
                                  (then)
                                  Then I guess I'd better...
                                  
                                  ANGEL
                                  Right. Remove the temptation.
                                  
                                  Buffy offers her hand for a no-nonsense shake.
                                  
                                  BUFFY
                                  Okay. We'll talk soon.
                                  
                                  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...

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                                  • #18
                                    1x08 - I Will Remember You (concluded)

                                    I can't quite decide if I agree with their decision to strip some of the levity from that dialog. Certainly, it's meant to play as an emotional, rather than a humorous, moment, but making bad jokes is a well-established coping mechanism of Buffy's, so the cut lines don't seem out of place to me.

                                    Also, there are a couple of interesting stage instructions:

                                    The very first line of the script is
                                    Code:
                                    AN OLD FASHIONED MANTEL CLOCK -- IT READS 8:43.
                                    In the actual opening shot, the clock reads 8:53. Which works out pretty well, Buffy gets to the "So let's just, you know, stick to the plan" (which is the first thing she repeats after the 9:00 reset) about six minutes later. There isn't anything in the script, as far as I can see, which could account for an extra ten minutes of elapsed time, so this may just be a typo or transcription error, rather than a deliberate change.

                                    Then, there's
                                    Code:
                                    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.
                                    I never actually noticed the broken table on-screen before, so I had a bit of an "awww" moment there.

                                    Lastly, there's
                                    Code:
                                    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
                                    Anyone know what "overcrank" means in this context? I don't recall ever having come across the term before in any of the several hundred scripts I've read...

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                                    • #19
                                      1x17 - Eternity

                                      Code:
                                      EXT. STREET - NIGHT
                                      
                                      Post play. Angel and Wesley walk with Cordelia, who drinks water from a 
                                      wide-mouthed clear sports bottle (we'll see this later) through the 
                                      Westwood like district.
                                      [indent][b]WESLEY
                                      I've always regarded Nora as one of
                                      the seminal characters of late 19th,
                                      early 20th century literature.
                                      
                                      CORDELIA
                                      Yeah, but I thought I managed to
                                      breathe a little life into her, anyway --
                                      (drinks)
                                      You have to train for a tour de
                                      force like this, lots of water,
                                      lots of power walking.
                                      
                                      WESLEY
                                      Yes, I uh, don't recall ever seeing
                                      Ibsen's Nora portrayed as a power-
                                      walker before.
                                      
                                      CORDELIA
                                      I brought that to the part, the
                                      director was like, clueless. So
                                      what'd you guys think?[/b][/indent]
                                      
                                      WESLEY
                                      Well... your projection was excellent.
                                      
                                      ANGEL
                                      Yeah, I could hear every word. And
                                      we were way in the back.
                                      
                                      CORDELIA
                                      Okay, so I was loud. Was I any good?
                                      
                                      WESLEY
                                      You took the role and made it your own.
                                      
                                      CORDELIA
                                      Really? Thanks. Angel? Was I good?
                                      
                                      ANGEL
                                      I, uh... wouldn't say it
                                      if I didn't think so.
                                      
                                      CORDELIA
                                      Thanks.
                                      (then)
                                      You didn't say it.
                                      
                                      ANGEL
                                      I didn't... ?
                                      Last edited by kassyopeia; 09-09-11, 08:09 PM.

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                                      • #20
                                        1x17 - Eternity (continued)

                                        Two small scenes cut entirely:
                                        Code:
                                        INT. REBECCA'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - LATER
                                        
                                        Various COPS and BODYGUARDS are making their way out. The huge 
                                        picture window now has several sheets of plywood nailed across it. 
                                        We FOLLOW a BURLY COP across the room to find Rebecca standing 
                                        with Oliver.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I am sure, Oliver.
                                        I'd rather be alone tonight.
                                        
                                        OLIVER
                                        Alone, though? After all this?
                                        Don't you at least want someone in
                                        the house?
                                        
                                        Rebecca looks around, scanning the place. Back to Oliver:
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Look, for weeks you've been begging
                                        me to bring the police in on this.
                                        Fine. Done. Now half the LAPD is
                                        camped out on my front lawn. He
                                        won't be back tonight.
                                        
                                        OLIVER
                                        (placating)
                                        All right, all right. I should
                                        probably go deal with the press.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        You do that, Oliver.
                                        
                                        OLIVER
                                        (genuine, searching)
                                        I love you, kid. You know that.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I know.
                                        
                                        Oliver gives her a warm hug, then exits. He's the last one to go, and 
                                        now Rebecca's alone in her living room. She walks forward a few steps, 
                                        turns slowly. A beat, and then...
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I know you're still here...
                                        
                                        Angel EMERGES from the dark recesses of the room. She gazes at him, not 
                                        so much wary as again fascinated.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Don't scream.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        (had no intention)
                                        Okay.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        I'm not what you think.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        You're not? Because... no
                                        reflection... dark, private office...
                                        instantly knowing those letters
                                        weren't written in blood. I guess
                                        what I would think is, vampire.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Then again...
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Which is impossible. Bela Lugosi,
                                        Gary Oldman -- they're vampires.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Frank Langella was the only
                                        performance I believed, but...
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        This is real. You're real.
                                        
                                        Rebecca circles him --
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Do you... drink blood?
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Yeah, but not people.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Unlike the bloodsuckers I'm used
                                        to -- You're not a killer.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        I gave that up.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Well, there's a support group for
                                        everything in this town, I guess.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        It's a long story.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        How long?
                                        (guessing)
                                        A hundred years?
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Two. Hundred. And some change.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Two hundred years. But you look --
                                        
                                        Rebecca comes back to face him, closer now.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        If I touch you, will you be cold?
                                        
                                        Angel looks at her. She moves even closer, reaches up... gently touches 
                                        his face, in wonder. Their eyes meet.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I've felt colder...
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        You're really not afraid --
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        No.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Most people who saw what you saw...
                                        or didn't see what you saw... or saw
                                        what you didn't see...
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Angel -- I'm not most people.
                                        
                                        He nods at that. She regards him. Grows more sincere.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I lied to Oliver. I don't really
                                        want to be alone tonight.
                                        
                                        And off the two of them gazing at each other...
                                        [indent][b]INT. REBECCA'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - A LITTLE LATER
                                        
                                        Rebecca, in a nightgown or sexy nightware, moves to her bed.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Sure you wanta do this...?
                                        
                                        We now reveal Angel, clothed, sitting in an easy chair a comfy distance 
                                        from the bed.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Yeah, I'm not much of a sleeper anyway.
                                        
                                        She reaches for one of the MYRIAD PRESCRIPTION BOTTLES (15 or 20 
                                        of them) lined up along the back of her nightstand.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Me, either, but I have a big meeting
                                        tomorrow. Gotta get my beauty rest.
                                        
                                        She unscrews a cap, pops a pill or two... off his look:
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        I know, I'm weak -
                                        and doctors never say no to me.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Or anyone else, I'm guessing.
                                        
                                        She smiles at that, gets into bed. She turns out the light. We can still 
                                        make out their shapes in the blue light of night.
                                        
                                        REBECCA
                                        Angel... Thank you.
                                        
                                        As she snugs up the covers and closes her eyes...[/b][/indent]
                                        
                                        INT. ANGEL'S OUTER OFFICE - NEXT DAY
                                        
                                        Early morning. Wesley's at the computer, working. Cordelia takes a 
                                        seat across from him, having only recently arrived.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        He took the case?
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        Yes, he phoned early this morning.
                                        We're to follow up on the stolen vehicle.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        What made him change his mind?
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        Apparently he didn't. He was quietly
                                        keeping tabs on her all along.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        And he called you early this morning?
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        Yes. Isn't this what you've been
                                        lobbying for?
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        How early? Did he spend the night?
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        One assumes.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Great. He spent the night with the
                                        fantasy of millions. All alone.
                                        "Protecting" her...
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        Now you're worried about the curse.
                                        Well, I wouldn't be.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Hey -- you weren't around the last
                                        time Angel went mental. I, on the
                                        other hand, was first wave on the
                                        clean-up crew. He knows perfect
                                        happiness, he goes evil, so don't
                                        tell me not to worry.
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        Angel's moment of true happiness
                                        occurred because he was with Buffy.
                                        Do you realize how rare that is --
                                        true happiness? And what are the
                                        odds he finds it with an actress?
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        What's that supposed to mean?
                                        
                                        WESLEY
                                        I was... uh... uh... I meant a TV actress.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Save it.
                                        (grabbing her bag)
                                        Angel spent the night at Rebecca's
                                        last night. I owe it to that poor
                                        girl to see if he wound up chowing
                                        down on my single link to fame.
                                        [indent][b]INT. REBECCA'S HOUSE - DAY
                                        
                                        Angel talks to one of Rebecca's bodyguards who takes note:
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        I want every door, window and screen
                                        in this house hard wired to the
                                        police. I also want the exterior
                                        phone wires encapsulated in metal
                                        conduit and a cellular back-up --
                                        
                                        BZZZ! An intercom. Bodyguard moves to it, depresses a button...
                                        
                                        GUARD VOICE
                                        Tell Mr. Angel his Senior Vice
                                        President of Marketing's here.[/b][/indent]
                                        
                                        INT. REBECCA'S HOUSE - FRONT DOOR - DAY
                                        
                                        The DOOR swings open, revealing Cordy with a HUGE CROSS around her 
                                        neck, carrying a tray of three coffees. Angel's in the (shaded) entryway. 
                                        He sees the cross, flinches.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Cordelia -- you're here.
                                        And you brought a cross.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        (offering tray)
                                        Along with three double half-caf
                                        non-fat skinny lattes!
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        And a cross.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        (looking him over)
                                        Well, judging by the outfit, I guess
                                        it's safe to come in. Evil Angel
                                        never would've worn those pants.
                                        
                                        She enters (walking out of the sun), looks around:
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Where's Rebecca?
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        She had a lunch to go to.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Lunch? It's like noon. Shouldn't
                                        that be more of a "brunch" for her?
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        Actually, she was up before dawn,
                                        working out.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        So she went to lunch and just left
                                        you here all by yourself to rummage
                                        through her things?
                                        
                                        Which is what Cordy's doing now. Angel closes the drawer she's gotten into.
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        No. I told her I was a vampire and
                                        that daytime patio dining was out.
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Did you just make a joke?
                                        
                                        ANGEL
                                        I really told her.
                                        
                                        A beat as she lets the enormity of that register, then --
                                        
                                        CORDELIA
                                        Wow. So you think she'd still set me
                                        up with her manager?

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