Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 7, Episode 10 - Bring on the Night - full transcript

Previously on
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

- Dear God, I thought you were...
- Gather them.

I understand.

- I saw Mom.
- It's the big bad, Dawn.

The one we knew was coming.

I did what you told me. It's
not my fault it didn't work.

I would do this stuff
if I could.

I just don't think
I can kill anybody else.

It's my fault
the ritual didn't work.

Look who I found. Guess who was buying
mass amounts of blood at the butcher shop?

- Just tell us what you know.
- Ow!



I believe in you, Spike.

They were after Spike
all along.

I'm getting a little
tired of subtle.

It's about time you bring some
authority to our presence.

Now, Spike, you want to see
what a real vampire looks like?

It's a loop.
Like the mummy hand.

I'm doomed to replace
these windows for all eternity.

Maybe we should just board these things
up until things are less Hellmouthy.

Nothing. And nothing.

Cliffs Notes to nothing.
Nothing abridged.

Yeah, my search isn't
turning anything up either.

Are you sure this thing
called itself the First?

Pretty sure. It claimed to be the original
evil, the one that came before anything else.

Please. How many times have I
heard that line in my demon days?



"I'm so rotten they don't even
have a word for it. I'm bad.

Baddie, bad, bad, bad.
Does it make you horny?"

- Or terrified. Whatever.
- It wasn't a line.

When I came up against this
thing, it... I felt it.

It was...
ancient and enormous.

It nearly got Angel
to kill himself.

And if we don't rescue Spike soon, God only
knows what the First will get him to do.

I wish Sleeping Ugly would come to.
He's been out all night.

Yes, he was just starting to squeal
when the spooky SWAT attacked.

Said the First was
held up at the Seal of...

Danzar-something.

Hmm.

Maybe he's just faking so he doesn't
have to answer any more questions.

Hmm. Or maybe
he's in a fugue state.

Dawn.
What?

He'll come to
when he comes to.

Keep reading.

If we're gonna rescue Spike, we need
to figure out how to fight this thing.

Anya gets to hit him.

Hey. Here. The First.

Bank of Delaware.
Sorry.

Hand me The Watchers
Codex again.

Can I get you
anything else, baby?

How about some tea?

Mom?

You're not real.

Okay, is that, uh, slang like,
"You're not for real," or...

You're the First.

Oh, baby, you're so tired.
You're not making sense.

Maybe you should
get some sleep.

No. You can't win
against this thing.

Not if you don't rest.
Stop.

Stop being like this.

It's a lie.

I don't want to scare you,
but I want you to take care.

You need to wake up.

- What?
- You're dreaming.

Buff, wake up.

Did you see it?

There's nothing to see.

You were just doing a little
dream talkin'. That's all.

Oh.
Are you okay?

What'd you see?

Nothing.

It was nothing.

Go on.
Give him a kick then.

You always liked that,
didn't you?

Kick a dolly when he's down.
That was always your style.

Has buckets of energy,
poor dear.

Been layin' in wait
for his moment...

since before the bug walked.

There, there, pet.

Soon as the moon comes,
you'll have your carnage.

Little girls tear so easily,
like pink paper.

Till then, we'll have
our way with this one.

Got it coming, he does.

Oooh.

That was something.

Maybe if you threw hot water on him?
Good thinking.

Whoa, hey.
Hi.

- Nothing.
- What?

Oh, um, I thought you were gonna
ask us what we were doing.

No, I was going to ask...

Oh! Look who's awake.

Silly Andrew.

You drooled
all over yourself.

I'm... I was about to be dead.

- You saved me.
- For the time being.

But if you don't tell us
what we need to know,

then I'm gonna offer you
to the First on a platter...

and let him chop you
into tiny pieces.

The first what?

The evil thing that pretended to be
Warren to get you to kill Jonathan.

- Oh. Not very ominous sounding.
- No, it is if you understand the context.

No. Evil names should be like
Lex or Voldemort or...

Hey! I was intimidating here.

Sorry. Um, go ahead.

Forget it.
Where's the Seal?

It's around this corner,
I think.

You better be right this time.
I told you I'm not sure.

Maybe you should get sure.
I'm sick of all the runaround with you.

Whoa. Check out
the goat-heady badness.

What's it do?

I don't know.
Something not good.

It didn't work 'cause
there wasn't enough blood.

Okay.

There's blood on this. Lots. Looks
like the First made another sacrifice.

Or a music video.

The Seal could have
been activated.

Maybe that's what the First
needed Spike for.

- That wasn't there before. I had nothing to do with that.
- Thanks for clearing that up.

Otherwise, we might have thought you were up to
no good here with the satanic manhole cover.

You killed your best friend.

He's in a place of
joy and peace. He told me.

No, nobody told you.

You got tricked
by a fake ghost.

Boys, can we save the encounter session?
We need to cover this thing up.

Whatever it does, we can't
leave it exposed like this.

Man, this place
gives me the creeps.

It's like in Wonder Woman,
issue 297-299.

"Catacombs."
Yeah, with the skeletons.

That was cool.

Move it. This way.

So, what next?
We found the Seal, but no Spike.

I don't know. The First was camped
underground last time I found him,

but it wasn't really...
Buffy?

Hey.
Hey.

I thought that you were, um...

Sick? She was.

Oh, vomiting and oozing
from various places and...

Yeah, I remember,
so, please, don't go on.

Oh, but now...
It's amazing.

The doctor gave her
some cream... Pills.

And a cream.
And I'm all better.

Oh, yeah, um,

apparently somebody left this in the
courtyard, and I was just returning it.

That's some full-service
"principaling."

I try.

Oh. I was down here helping
Dawn with a school project.

For science.
We buried a... a time capsule.

"Hello, people of the future. Kids today
like Red Bull and, uh, Jackass." Yeah.

We'd better go.

Buffy, you know, if you are feeling better,
I could really use you back at work.

I've been wait-listing kids
who really want to see you.

Oh, uh, yeah. Uh, I'm sorry.
You know, I just...

I've been ill and stuff.

No, no, it's fine, and I understand.
It's just...

things are startin' to back up.

Well, I'll... I'll be there tomorrow.
No problem.

Uh, 100% ooze-free.

Good.

Okay.

How's it goin'?

Dawn's trying to find out anything she
can about the Seal of Danzalthar.

Willow's about to do a locator
spell, see if we can find the First.

Why don't you go get some rest? You
haven't slept for, like, two days.

We'll call you if we find anything.
No, I couldn't sleep.

Too much going on.
It'll be okay, Buff.

We've faced
this kind of stuff before.

You didn't see the First.

I did.
I felt it. It was...

Wil!

You only make me stronger!

Wil.

- It's still in me. I feel it.
- No, it's not.

- It's gone. You're okay.
- I don't want to hurt anybody.

Please, don't let it
make me. Oh, God.

It won't. I promise, okay?
I promise.

We won't use magic to fight
until we know what we're doing.

I can't. I... I can't.
I'm... I'm sorry.

At least let me come with you.
I'm going alone.

You said yourself you don't know how to
fight the First... or even where it is.

It's out there. It's hurting my friends.
I'll find it.

Buffy.

Giles.

Nice place.
Bit of a mess.

This is the Slayer?

Huh.

Sorry to barge in.

I'm afraid we have
a slight apocalypse.

- They're all Slayers?
- Potential Slayers.

Waiting for one
to be called.

There were many more like them
all over the world, but, um,

now there's just a handful, and they're
all on their way to Sunnydale.

The others were murdered.

In cold blood.

As well as their Watchers.

We always feared
that this day would come,

when there'd be an attack against
not just an individual Slayer,

but against
the whole line.

It's started.

The First.
That's what it wants.

Yes.

To erase all the Slayers-in-training
and their Watchers,

along with their methods.

And then Faith...

and then me.

And with all the Potentials gone
and no way of making another,

it's the end.

No more Slayer.

Ever.

But we haven't found
any information on the First.

No documentation.

That's because it predates
any written history.

And it rarely shows
its true face.

The only record I know
was in the council library.

What about the council?
What do they say about this?

Gone.

What?
Obliterated.

They were in session, and,
uh, there was an explosion.

That means all the council's
records are... are destroyed?

Annabelle.

That's what's left.

The mystic secrets
of the Watchers.

And whatever I could find
on the First.

When I learned what was
happening, I... I, um...

- I stole them.
- And you blew the council up.

See, this is what happens when
you're all stuffy and repressed.

- You overreact.
- Not... I didn't.

It must have been an agent of the First,
after my little burglary session.

The knowledge contained
in these files...

had to be protected, and there wasn't
time for... for bureaucracy or debate.

- The council knows no other way.
- And it cost them their lives.

Go on.

Can we gag him?

But what do these records
say about the First?

Uh, very little.

Um, it can change form.

Uh, it only appears in the guise
of someone who's passed away.

- Our ghosts.
- Also, it's not corporeal.

It can't touch
or fight on its own.

It only works through
those it manipulates...

and its followers,
the Bringers.

Those freaks
in the black robes.

Yeah, with the hoodies
and the crazy alphabet eyes.

I never saw 'em.
I just heard...

Shh. Molly. Mr. Giles doesn't
need us prattling on.

The First is unlike...

anything we've faced before.

There's evil, and...

then there's...

the thing that created evil...
The source.

And that's what
this thing claims to be?

That's what it is.

It has eternities to act,

endless resources.

How to defeat it,
I... I... I...

Honestly, I don't know.

But we have to find a way.

If the Slayer line
is eliminated,

then the Hellmouth
has no guardian.

The balance is destroyed.

I'm afraid
it falls to you, Buffy.

Sorry.
I mean, we'll...

do what we can, but...

you're the only one
who has the strength...

to protect these girls...

and the world
against what's coming.

But no pressure.

That's it?
That's the plan?

I don't see how one person... even
a Slayer... could protect us.

I saw what those
Bringer guys can do.

- They tore apart my Watcher.
- Of course, we'll use all our resources.

And if this thing is the root of all evil, isn't
the Hellmouth its number one vacation spot?

Don't you think we should be hiding our
asses on the other side of the globe?

- Kennedy.
- No.

She's not wrong.

We need more muscle. That's
why we need to find Spike.

Yeah, he'll help. You know,
if he's not crazy or...

off killing people
or dead.

Or, you know,
all of the above.

That's why our kind
make such good dollies.

Hard to kill.

Tried to enlighten
little Buffy, didn't you?

Spilled, spilled, spilled
our secrets like seed.

But you forgot.

I say what you tell
and what you know.

I say when this is over.

And I'm not
done with you yet.

Not nearly.

This place you originally saw the
First, you say it was a... a...

Christmas tree lot?
Under it.

There was a hidden cavern. It just
happened to be under a tree lot.

The Bringers were doing
some kind of ritual.

Giles, this is bad,
isn't it?

A new kind of bad.

Just in time for Christmas.

You know, I didn't even
realize it was December.

Maybe when we get home, we
should decorate the rubble.

You think you'll ever
show up for a real visit?

The kind where the world
isn't about to end.

If we survive this,
I promise.

Good.

'Cause I miss you.

I miss you too.

So, how long
have you followed Buffy?

I don't follow her.
She's my best friend.

Huh.

She seems like
a good leader.

Her hair is shiny.

Does she make you stab things?

Okay, so Annabelle
can sleep down here.

Uh, Molly can sleep
in Dawn's room.

Not if Dawn
actually wants to sleep.

Molly will talk her ear off.

Okay, then Molly down here, you with
Dawn, and Annabelle in my room.

Bad idea.
Annabelle snores.

You want to do the sleeping
arrangements? Okay.

You, uh, better not
hog the covers.

- Does she want to eat?
- What?

Huh? Oh, she's...
Oh, she's new.

Well, Annabelle and Molly are starved,
and I totally burned the mac and cheese.

Oh. I'll put hot sauce on it and tell them
it's an American thing. Say it's blackened.

Actually, it's not blackened
so much as ruined.

Or we can order pizza.

As long as it's plain.
I'm veggie.

Cracked, you mean.

Just because
you'll eat any kind of trash.

Brill! Biscuits!

You don't mind, do you? I got a case of
the nerves after Mr. Giles's lecture.

Knock yourself out. I feel a
cookie problem coming on myself.

I'll just rub away with
this stinky, old sponge.

So, the entrance
to the cave...

was aboveground... here.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure
it was around here somewhere.

Well, we'll just keep...

Found it.

Good Lord,
are you all right?

Peachy.

Except my knees
bend backwards now.

Okay. Giles, stay up there.

I'm gonna check it out.

All right.

No!

The others just yet.
It'll give us a chance to...

Sorry about
the British invasion.

We've been up for hours.

4:00 p.m. London time.
Are you all right?

- You look...
- Oh. Yeah, I'm okay.

I just...
got into a fight is all.

You want to tell me
with what?

Yes, Buffy, but don't you think we
should, uh, discuss this privately?

You mean not in front of
the next generation?

No time to
coddle them, Giles.

Welcome to the war room, guys.

Uh, what you fought was a vampire, but
it was, um, something more than that.

It was a... a Turok-Han.

As Neanderthals are to human beings,
the Turok-Han are to vampires.

They're primordial,

ferociously powerful
killing machine,

as single-minded as animals.

They are the vampires
that vampires fear.

An ancient and entirely
different race.

And until this morning,
I thought they were a myth.

So, the First shows up,
and now this.

We think it's a coincidence?

I think it's more likely that the Turok-Han
is here as an agent of the First.

Um,

did you slay it?

No.

It's still out there.
Somewhere.

What's it want?

All of us dead.

But for now it looks like sunlight's
keeping this ubervamp away.

So, until sunset,
I suggest you get some rest.

A few hours' sleep will
do a world of difference.

No sleep today.

Can't. Oh, come on.
You're exhausted.

Oh, it comes with the gig.

Somehow I don't think taking on
prehistoric evil comes with nap time.

Sorry, Potential guys.

I know you came a long way,
and you want to get into it,

but the best thing you can do right
now is just sit tight, wait it out.

I'm gonna go to work,
see what I can find out.

I'll be back before sunset.

How do you plan to research something
as ill-defined as the First?

I have the best plan ever.

Yeah, well, I already
rechecked the basement.

Wait. You know what? Hold on.
I'm gonna try something.

Maybe the First just isn't
ready for modern technology.

"Displaying results
one through 10 of...

900,517."

Okay, I've gotta
narrow this down.

I'll call you back? Yeah.

"Manifestations of evil"?

"In the movies."

You're searching for
evil movies?

I know it's not the all-time most
kosher use of my office hours,

um, but, you know, looking at some
downtime, and what can I say?

Just love those
evil, evil movies.

Like Exorcist, you know,
Blair Witch. Hmm.

As opposed to, say,
Rob Schneider's oeuvre.

Different kind of evil.
Yeah.

Buffy, I'm not that big
a fan of scary movies.

Even the hokey ones.

Sometimes they go to a place that I
think kids could stand to avoid.

Well, it's not for the kids.
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm only saying
that once you see true evil,

it can have
some serious after-burn.

And then you can't unsee
what you saw.

Ever.

It's just one opinion.

I better get back to work.

What kind of movies
do you like?

Oh, me?

Mysteries.

I love finding out what's
underneath it all at the very end.

Think of it as a game.

A fun funny game.

Without all the rules or any of
the bothersome winning part.

But still, there are sides.

You have to choose
a side, Spike.

Then we can fly, be free and
visit all our friends...

as they come squirming up
from out the earth.

I know you like
a good wriggle.

And a giggle.
And a squiggle.

You're not Drusilla.

No, I'm really not.

- She was crazier than you.
- Mmm.

Daddy, no kicking.

It's almost Christmas Day today,
and you've gone spoiling it.

I've been
so very good all year.

But I could be bad
if you like.

Bad Daddy.
Needs a caning.

Never learned
his headmaster's lesson...

while all of
the school bells ring...

and ring and ring.

Ring. Ring.

Choose a side.

Choose our side.

You know that
it's delicious.

What do you say?

Dru, love.
Hmm?

Get bent.

Stupid, stubborn Daddy.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Ow.

Buffy, what happened?

Uh... Oh...
Uh, it's okay, Mom.

I tried to warn you, but...

Right. The last thing
you need now is, uh,

one of helpful Mom's
guilt trips.

I'll get you some ice.
No.

Mom, I... I can't.

Buffy, you have to heal.

I don't have time.

Are you worried about
the sun going down?

Because there's some things
you can't control.

The... The sun always goes down.
The sun always comes up.

Everyone's counting on me.
Well, they do that.

And I'm sorry, but these friends of
yours put too much pressure on you.

They always have.
Something evil is coming.

Buffy, evil isn't coming.

It's already here.
Evil is always here.

Don't you know?
It's everywhere.

And I have to stop it.
How are you gonna do that?

I... I don't know yet, but...

Buffy, no matter what
your friends expect of you,

evil is a part of us.

All of us.
It's natural.

And no one can stop that.

No one can stop nature.
Not even...

Oh, I'm... I'm... I'm sorry.
What were we talking about?

Only my life. You're just
like all the others.

No. No, no, no. I'm different. I'm hip.
I relate to the young people.

No, don't go.

- Uh... Uh...
- Roger.

Roger. See?
I knew that.

This day's almost over.

The sun will go down
in 17 minutes.

Hey, Junior Slayers,
don't look so worried.

I mean, sure, we don't know where
Spike is or how to fight the First...

or if and when the super-styled
vampire is gonna attack us all.

However, house...
Boarded up.

Now all we gotta do is trap
this ubervamp in the pantry,

and it's game over.

Xander.

Newbies. Let's ease them into the whole
"jokes in the face of death" thing.

Who's jokin'?
That pantry thing could work.

You sayin' M. Night
Shyamalan lied to us?

You'll be okay.
Okay or... or even better.

It's...
It's like our guarantee.

Um, Buffy, I just, uh...

I want you to know that I'm... I'm
really sorry for letting you down.

You know, here, before with the
magic going all "Aaah!"...

and me going all "Eee!" and
everything getting all "Rrrr."

- I wish I could help out.
- No one expects you to make everything right.

So, I can't
do everything, but...

I should at least
be able to do something.

I have so much power,
but when I try to use it...

Don't. Okay?

Okay.

But... you need help, Buffy.

I know you, and I know you'll
never admit it, but...

you need help.

I'll be okay.

Okay or better.
It's like my guarantee.

Hey, are we getting weapons?

Trained fighters,
badness coming.

I've heard worse ideas.

We'll be armed when the
Slayer feels we're ready.

I feel ready.

You're frightened. You must
learn to control your fear.

Hey, you know
what would help with that?

Weapons.

- Uh, I don't know about that.
- We're sitting ducks without them.

We're with the Slayer.
Safe as houses.

You see the house we're in?

It'll come straight for us,
won't it?

- We should load them up, Giles.
- Girls, help yourself.

Listen to me man. I got a
bad feeling about this.

Of course you've got a bad feeling, dude.
You're... You're tied to a chair.

No. Yeah, but above and beyond that. I'm
telling you, my spider sense is tingling.

This is gonna get hairy.
I'm talkin' weird with a beard.

Better untie me.

And that'll help us how?

Okay. I know what
you're thinking.

Andrew, bad guy.

You think I'm a supervillain
like Dr. Doom...

or Apocalypse or the Riddler.

But I admit I went over
to the dark side,

but just to pick up a few
things, and now I'm back.

I've learned.
I'm good again.

And when were you
good before?

Okay, technically never.
Touché.

But I'm like Vader in the last five minutes
of Jedi, with redemptive powers of...

Mine is a redemptive
struggle...

of...

epic redemption
which chronicles...

These ropes itch.

How we doing on time?

Sunset should be
any minute now.

We've done
everything we can.

And don't worry. Everyone here understands
that you're calling the shots.

I just hope
I'm calling the right ones.

You have all my faith.

And they're depending on you.

- Giles, that's not exactly what I needed to hear right now.
- Guys!

Annabelle split.

Buffy.

Oh, God Almighty.

Do you know why you're alive?

Never figured you for...

existential thought, love.

I mean, you hated Paris.

You're alive
for one reason...

and one reason only.

Because I wish it.

Do you know why I wish it?

Because I'm not done
with you.

Give it up.

Whatever you are,

whatever you get away with,
I'm out.

You can't pull this puppet's
strings anymore.

And what makes you think
you have a choice?

What makes you think you will ever
be any good at all in this world?

She does.

Because she believes in me.

We could make plans,
as we always do,

but the truth is
Buffy was our plan.

There is no backup.

Giles, she looks bad.

She does.

I'm afraid there may be
internal bleeding.

What does that mean?
Will she...

Die? No, I don't think so.
I... I don't know.

Well, what do we do
if she can't fight?

If she can't
beat this thing?

We're back at square one.

Which square
would that be exactly?

I'm not sure.

The First predates
everything we've ever known.

Or can know.

It's everywhere.
It's pure.

I don't know
if we can fight it.

You're right.

We don't know
how to fight it.

We don't know
when it'll come.

We can't run.

Can't hide.

Can't pretend it's not
the end, 'cause it is.

Something's always been there
to try and destroy the world.

We've beaten them back.

But we're not
dealing with them anymore.

We're dealing with
the reason they exist.

Evil.

The strongest.

The First.

Buffy, um,

I know you're very tired.

I'm beyond tired.

I'm beyond scared.

I'm standing on the mouth of hell,
and it is gonna swallow me whole.

And it'll choke on me.

We're not ready?

They're not ready.

They think we're gonna
wait for the end to come...

like we always do.

I'm done waiting.

They want an apocalypse?

Well, we'll give 'em one.

Anyone else who wants
to run, do it now,

'cause we just became an army.

We just declared war.

From now on, we won't just
face our worst fears,

we will seek them out.

We will find them and cut out
their hearts, one by one,

until the First shows itself
for what it really is.

And I'll kill it myself.

There is only one thing on this
Earth more powerful than evil.

And that's us.

Any questions?

Grr! Arrgh!