Missing Scenes From Doppelgangland

["ebailey140" <ebailey140@xxxxxxx>]

Sigh...  Need to write the next part of In Rome, but need to go 
ahead and get this one out of my system.  This time, the actual 
episode parts are courtesy of the transcripts at http://www.buffy-vs-
angel.com/guide.shtml   Um, spoilers for Doppelgangland...


Cut to Sunnydale High. Willow is lying on a grassy area, 
concentrating hard. Soon a pencil floats up into view and starts to 
slowly turn end over end. Willow smiles at her successful 
levitation. Beside her, Buffy does sit-ups.

Buffy:  The Watcher Council shrink is heavy into tests. He's got 
tests 
for everything. T.A.T.s, Rorschach, associative logic... (grunts and 
sits up) He even has that test to see if you're crazy that asks if 
you ever hear voices or you ever wanted to be a florist.

Willow:  (looks over at Buffy) Ooo, I used to want... (reconsiders) 
Wait. Florist means crazy, right? (turns back to her pencil) I never 
wanted to do that.

Buffy:  You sure?  I like flowers...  The petals...  I like to...

Willow:  I'm sure!!!

Buffy does some stretching exercises while she watches the pencil as 
well.

Buffy:  (smiles, impressed) Neat.

Willow:  (grins) Thanks. It's all about emotional control. Plus, 
obviously, magic. (looks at Buffy, giddily) Hey, you wanna go to the 
Espresso Pump and get sugared up on mochas?

Buffy:  I'm gonna pass. Hit the pool and do some laps.

Willow:  (bewildered) How come the sudden calisthenics? Aren't you 
sort of naturally buff, Buff? (smiles and giggles) Buff buff.

Buffy:  Well, they've got us running around on the physical side, 
too. A lot of reflex evaluation and precision training, you know. I-
I just... Well, I-I wanna do...

Willow:  (smiles knowingly) Better than Faith?

Buffy:  (embarrassed) So very shallow.

Willow:  (sits up) Competition is natural and healthy. Plus, you'll 
definitely ace her on the psych tests. Just don't mark the box that 
says, 'I sometimes like to kill people.'

Buffy:  (ruefully) I know Faith's not gonna be on the cover of 
Sanity Fair, but... she had it rough. Different circumstances, that 
could be me.

Willow:  (shakes her head) No way. Some people just don't have that 
in them.

Buffy:  I just can't figure out where things went wrong between us.  
I mean, she was always intense, but that was part of the... 
(apologetically) Look, I'm sorry. I-I know how you hate talking 
about Faith.

Willow:  No, it's okay.

Buffy:  No, really, we should just... (glances at the pencil)

Willow:  No. I-it doesn't bother me. I mean it.

Buffy:  (notices the pencil) Uh, Will?

Willow:  (looks at it) Oh.

The pencil is spinning wildly. An instant later it darts off and 
buries itself deeply into a tree. Willow gives Buffy a concerned 
look.

Buffy:  Emotional control?

Willow:  (abashed) I'm working on it.

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Willow:  (with resolve) I'm eating this now. (daringly) It's not 
lunchtime, I don't even care.

Before she can begin peeling it, Buffy and Xander walk up to her.

Buffy:  Hey.

Xander:  Willow, did you remember to tape Biography last Friday?

Willow:  (absently) Uh-huh. (struggles with the banana)

Buffy:  (to Xander, proudly) See, I told you. Old Reliable.

Xander nods and smiles. Willow is not amused.

Willow:  (sourly) Oh, thanks.

Buffy:  (taken aback) What?

Willow:  'Old Reliable'? Yeah, great. (reprovingly) *There's* a sexy 
nickname.

Buffy:  Well, I-I didn't mean it as...

Willow:  No, it's fine. I'm 'Old Reliable'.

Xander:  She just means, you know, the geyser. You're like a geyser 
of fun that goes off at regular intervals.

Willow:  (disgustedly) That's Old Faithful.

Xander:  Isn't that the dog that, that the guy had to shoot...

Willow:  (incensed) That's Old Yeller.

Buffy:  Xander, I beg you not to help me. Will, I-I didn't mean it 
as a bad thing. I-I think it's good to be reliable.

Willow:  (stands up, annoyed) Well, maybe I don't *wanna* be 
reliable all the time. Maybe I'm not just some doormat person. 
Homework Gal.

Xander:  I'm thinking nerve strike.

Willow huffs at him and starts to go, but turns back.

Willow:  Maybe I'll change my look! Or cut class. You don't know.

Buffy and Xander just give her surprised looks.

Willow:  Since it seems that SOME people think cleavagy slut bombs 
in black leather are more FUN!

Buffy:  That's not TRUE!

Willow:  (holds up her banana defiantly) And I'm eating this banana. 
Lunchtime be damned! (strides off)

Buffy:  (goes after her) Will, wait. I'm really sorry...

Willow:  (interrupts, chiding gently) Buff, I'm storming off. It 
doesn't really work if you come with me.

Buffy:  (chastened) Oh.

Willow goes on her way. Buffy looks back sadly at Xander.

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Cut to the Bronze. k's Choice is on stage performing "Virgin State 
of Mind", a slow bluesy number, while several couples slow dance to 
it.

Lyrics:  There's a chair in my head on which I used to sit / Took a 
pencil and I wrote the following on it / Now there's a key where my 
wonderful mouth / Used to be

Buffy is at the bar, looking forlorn.  

Buffy:  Blew it...  Faith's still distant...  Willow's mad at me...  
OK, cheer up, don't think about Willow.  She's happy with Oz.  Don't 
think about Faith.  Don't think about Brooding Guy.  Why can't 
Willow come out, already?  No, stop it.  Have fun.  Meet someone and 
have fun...

Evil Willow enters and looks around. The place is calm, especially 
compared to what she's used to. People are hanging out, chatting, 
drinking, playing pool. Only a few eyes notice her in her black 
leather.  A pair of those eyes belong to Buffy, who watches her from 
behind and from a distance.

Buffy:  Ooooo...  Leather.  Redhead.  I like...

Lyrics:  Dig it up, throw it at me / Dig it up, throw it at me

Evil Willow stops by a pool table and looks forlornly all around, 
taking in the situation.

Lyrics:  Where can I run to / Where can I hide / Who will I turn to /
Now I'm in the virgin state of mind

A guy in a leather jacket can't help but notice Evil Willow as she 
walks around him, staring appraisingly at him with her evil scowl. 
She just keeps going. He doesn't want anything to do with her.

Lyrics:  Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear / Cut 
out words I've got written on my chair / Like, do you think I'm 
sexy / And do you think I really care

Evil Willow begins to get depressed about how things suddenly are. 
She doesn't watch where she's going, and neither does Percy, who 
bumps into her.

Percy:  Hey! (recognizes her, surprised, then amused) Rosenberg? 
What are you doing, trick-or-treating? (points at her) You're 
supposed to be at home doing my history report. I flunk that class, 
you're in big trouble with Snyder. (smugly) Till we graduate, I own 
your ass.

She raises her eyes and looks at him with weary amusement.

Evil Willow:  Bored now.

She shoves the heel of her hand squarely into his chest, sending him 
flying onto a pool table. He lands hard on his back, and his 
momentum forces him into a back roll off of it. Several guys around 
them are shocked.

Buffy watches from the bar.

Buffy:  And she can take care of herself.  I REALLY like...

Guy#1:  Whoa, whoa, whoa, man!

Guy#2:  Hey!

Guy#1:  What's up with *that*, man?

Guy#3:  What the heck?

Evil Willow now has the attention of the crowd as she slowly goes 
over to Percy.

Evil Willow:  (pensively) I'm having a terrible night.

She reaches down and lifts Percy up from the floor by his throat, 
digging her fingertips into his flesh and choking him.

Evil Willow:  (expectantly) Wanna make it better?

Percy tries to punch her, but she idly blocks him and looks up into 
his eyes, sadly at first but then with a wide grin when Percy can't 
pull her hand off. He clutches her neck with his other hand and 
tries to choke her. Some guys in the background make fun of Percy, 
unaware of the seriousness of his situation.

Guy#4:  Check it out!

Xander comes up behind him, eager to get in on the fun.

Xander:  What's going on? Is there a funny thing?

The guys laughingly point over at Evil Willow and Percy, who have 
both hands around each other's necks now. Percy is choking, while 
Evil Willow just continues to smile. Xander runs up behind Percy and 
yanks him off of her, throwing him to the floor.

Xander:  Back off! You stay the hell away from her!

Percy:  (panicked) Okay! Sure! (scrambles away)

Xander turns back to make sure Willow is okay, but is stunned by the 
way she's dressed. For her part, Evil Willow's face brightens, glad 
to finally see a familiar face.

Evil Willow:  (thrilled) Xander!

Xander:  (amazed) Will, changing the look not an idle threat with 
you.

Evil Willow:  (smiles widely) You're alive!

She hugs him, running her hands sensuously over his neck and back.

Xander:  Uh... Will, this is verging on naughty touching here. (her 
hands go further down) Don't wanna fall back on bad habits. (her 
hands reach his butt) (jumps, surprised) Hands! Hands in new places!

Evil Willow:  (realizes, confused, revolted) You're alive.

Xander:  (nods, eyeing her curiously) You mentioned that before. 
Will, are you okay?

At the bar, Buffy continus to watch.

Buffy:  Xander knows her?!!!  He's been holding out on me?  Well, 
time I introduced myself...  (walks towards them)

Evil Willow:  (distraught) No! Everything's different.

Buffy: Oh. There you are.

Xander:  (never looking away from Evil Willow) Hey, Buff.

Buffy:  Aren't you gonna introduce me to your... (recognizes) Holy 
*God*, you're Willow.

Evil Willow:  (recognizes the Slayer, vehemently) You.

Buffy:  You know what? (smiles supportively) I, I like the look. 
(stammers) It's, um... it's, it's extreme, but it, it, it looks 
good, you know, it's a (breathes deeply) leather thing, and, uh... 
(to Xander) I said extreme already, right?  I am SO busted...

Evil Willow:  (steps up to Buffy, eyes narrowed with hatred) I don't 
like you.

Buffy:  (taken aback) Will, I'm sorry about today. You know how my 
foot likes to live in my mouth. (puzzled) But you know... y-you 
really didn't have to prove anything.

Evil Willow glares at both of them with disgust. She has nothing to 
say to these humans.

Evil Willow:  Leaving now. (starts away)

Xander:  Will, gotta say, not lovin' the new you.

Buffy:  (goes after her) Will, wait...

She grasps Evil Willow's arm from behind and turns her around, and 
is 
dumbfounded when she sees her in her vampire guise.

Evil Willow:  (roars) Get off me!

She shakes the Slayer off and stalks away, leaving Buffy and Xander 
standing there in complete shock and dawning horror.


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Cut to the library. Buffy and Xander come in, both silent, very 
detached from reality. Giles hears them come in and walks out from 
his office.

Giles:  Oh, Buffy. I thought you were going out tonight. I didn't 
expect...

He sees the oppressive grief in their expressions.

Giles:  (very worried) What is it?

Cut to later, after they've explained. They all sit on the stairs to 
the stacks, detached and staring off into space. Giles dangles his 
glasses from his hands. Xander idly handles a cross.

Xander:  (takes a breath) This isn't real.

Buffy:  (numbly) I can't feel anything. Arms, legs, anything.

Giles:  She was truly the finest of all of us.

Xander:  Way better than me.

Giles:  (nods decisively) Much, much better.

Xander:  It's all my fault.

Buffy:  (despairingly) No, it's me. I-it's me. I'm the one that 
called her reliable. She must have gone out and gotten attacked, 
which she never would have done if I hadn't have called her 
reliable. And now my best friend is...

Willow walks in and finds them there.

Willow:  (curiously) What's going on?

They all look up surprised. Xander lifts his cross in defense. 
Willow notices their sad faces and is amazed at their expressions.

Willow:  Jeez, who died?

She notices just how deeply sad they really are and realizes she may 
have gotten it right.

Willow:  (almost panicked) Oh, God! Who died?

Xander jumps up and gets in Willow's face with the cross.

Xander:  Back! Get back, demon!

She doesn't cower from it, but instead shows deep concern for him, 
thinking maybe he's flipped out or something. Xander shakes the 
cross as though it were broken and puts it back in her face. Buffy 
and Giles notice that she's not frightened of the cross, and slowly 
approach.

Buffy:  (breathlessly) Willow, you're alive?

Willow:  (puzzled) Aren't I usually?

Without any further hesitation, Buffy runs the two steps to her best 
friend and hugs her hard and close.

Buffy:  Oh!

Willow is surprised, and lets out a little groan from the tightness 
of the embrace. An instant later Xander is also hugging her for all 
he's worth.

Willow:  (wonderingly) I love you guys, too?

The hug goes on for a long moment before it gets too intense for 
Willow.

Willow:  Okay. Oxygen becoming an issue.

They both let go, smiling at her with tears in their eyes. She 
smiles back, but still doesn't know what to make of it all.

Willow:  And which one of you had their hand on my ass?

Buffy looks away guiltily.

Willow:  Giles, what's going on with these...

Before she can finish she finds herself being warmly embraced again 
by the normally reserved Watcher.

Willow:  Oh!

Again she groans from the tightness of the hug, and Giles quickly 
releases her, a bit embarrassed at his emotional display.

Giles:  Oh. Sorry. (backs away)

Willow:  (still wondering) It's really nice that you guys missed me. 
(wide-eyed) Say, you all didn't happen to do a bunch of drugs, did 
ya?

Xander:  (breathless) Will, we saw you at the Bronze. A vampire.

Willow:  (startled, then insulted) I'm not a *vampire*.

Buffy:  You are. (gets a look from Willow) I-I mean, you, you were. 
(very confused) Giles, planning on jumping in with an explanation 
any time soon?

Giles:  (very unsure) Well, uh... something... something, um, very 
strange is happening.

Xander:  (facetiously) Can you believe the Watcher's Council let 
this guy go?

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Cut to later. Angel and Xander drag Evil Willow by the arms into the 
book cage.

Giles:  (dumbfounded) It's extraordinary.

Willow:  (appalled) It's horrible! That's me as a vampire? (Angel 
closes the door) I'm so evil and... skanky. (aside to Buffy, 
worried) And I think I'm kinda gay.

Buffy: I wish...  (catches Willow's look, tries to cover, quickly)  
Um...  (reassuringly) Willow, just remember, a vampire's personality 
has nothing to do with the person it was.

Angel:  (without thinking) Well, actually... (gets a look from 
Buffy) That's a good point.

Xander:  So, uh, what do we do now?

Giles:  We still have to get to the Bronze.

Angel:  Well, even if they're supposed to wait for her they may 
start feeding. Vampires are not notoriously reliable.

Xander:  (hopefully) So we charge in, much in the style of John 
Wayne?

Giles:  High casualty risk. I haven't any other plan, though.

Buffy:  Damn, I'd like to pour Willow into that outfit...  (catches 
herself)  Um... (raises her hand) Uh, I have a really bad idea.

Cut to the Bronze. The camera pans from the sign down to the group. 
Angel drops down from the roof onto a crate, then down to the 
pavement.

Angel:  They're still in a holding pattern. That's good. It means 
they must really be afraid of you.

Willow walks up to them wearing Evil Willow's leather ensemble.

Willow:  Who wouldn't be?

She shifts around uncomfortably, trying to get the feel of the tight 
outfit.

Buffy:  Are you okay in that?

Willow:  It's a little binding. I guess vampires really don't have 
to breathe. (notices her cleavage) Gosh, look at those.

Buffy: I am!  Um...




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