ACT III
OPEN TO- INT. –CENTRAL PARK- AFTERNOON
SAM is walking down the sidewalk, looking very shaken up. She looks from right to left, as if she thinks someone is going to sneak up on her. She then looks straight ahead, crossing her arms over her chest. She looks like she has been crying.
FLASHBACK
CUT TO-INT. – CAMPUS- MORNING
The scene is blurry and the entire image is static. A caption comes on the screen that says ‘Earlier This Morning’, and after about five seconds, it fades away. SAM is standing in the hallway, her eyes widened. The camera pans over to DAVID who is standing in front of her.
SAM: D-daddy?
DAVID smiles weakly.
DAVID: It’s me, Sammy.
SAM’S eyes well up with tears.
SAM: H-how...?
DAVID: That doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’m here.
Tears fall from SAM’S eyes.
SAM: But I saw you die...
DAVID shakes his head.
DAVID: That wasn’t real. What’s real is standing in front of you.
SAM tries to hug her father, but he steps away. She looks confused.
DAVID: (cont’d) I can’t touch you. Not after what you did.
SAM: What are you talking about...?
DAVID sighs.
DAVID: C’mon Sammy, you really don’t remember?
SAM remains looking confused, and shakes her head.
DAVID: (cont’d) Oh, really? You don’t remember that it was all your fault.
SAM: What was?
DAVID: That those people were killed.
SAM widens her eyes and tears begin to form again.
SAM: That wasn’t-
DAVID: Yes, yes it was. And it was your fault Kevin killed me.
SAM can’t speak. She begins to cry full force, and then quiets down a bit, a look of realization coming onto her face.
SAM: You’re not real. Those...those people are making me see you. You can’t be real...M-my dad would never say those things to me.
DAVID: Not real? I suppose you could say that...but that doesn’t make what you did less real.
SAM shakes her head and more tears fall from her eyes. She looks down.
SAM: (quietly) Go away.
DAVID: What’s that, sweetie?
She picks up her head, and looks at him.
SAM: (cont’d, louder and more firm) Do
not call me sweetie...(yelling) And get the hell away from me!
DAVID smiles, and then disappears. There is no sign that he was ever there. SAM begins to cry full force.
END OF FLASHBACK
CUT TO-INT. –CENTRAL PARK- AFTERNOON
SAM continues to walk down the sidewalk, crying as she did in the flashback. The camera begins to slowly move across the park- we can see children playing and their mothers watching them. People biking, people walking, couples walking on the street.
Suddenly, the camera zooms out high above the park, and moves to the other side, zooming back onto a man walking. The camera moves in front of him to reveal that he is BRIAN. He looks as if distracted. We see an OLDER WOMAN walking behind him. He stops, as if he senses something, and turns around. There is no one there, sans the dog that is walking by itself next to the sidewalk. A child runs up to it, and takes it back to a man and a woman, presumably his mom and dad. BRIAN continues to walk. He is looking down. And when he looks up again, the OLDER WOMAN is standing in front of him.
OLDER WOMAN: Hey son.
BRIAN’S brow furrows in confusion.
BRIAN: What?
MRS. EDWARDS: I know this is sudden and spontaneous...but I’m your mother.
BRIAN looks a bit freaked out, and he backs away a little bit. MRS. EDWARDS only smiles.
CUT TO-INT. –CELLAR- AFTERNOON
The CLOAKED WOMAN is walking down the hallway, and she turns left, to a doorway. She doesn’t bother to knock, but instead just opens the door and walks in. LILY is sitting there on the couch.
LILY: Uh, may I help you?
The CLOAKED WOMAN stands in front of her. She does not look pleased.
CLOAKED WOMAN: Maybe you’ll be more helpful than that brat at the door.
LILY looks confused.
LILY: What are you talking about?
CLOAKED WOMAN: I wish to speak with your leader.
LILY: You don’t by any chance live on a UFO, do ya?
CLOAKED WOMAN: I live in a mansion. Why does this matter?
LILY: Well that’s different then. (pause) She’s in the other-
The door to the room opens, and ALTHANEA walks in. She looks surprised at the CLOAKED WOMAN standing in front of her.
ALTHANEA: Why, hello.
She smiles.
CLOAKED WOMAN: This is not a happy occasion, Althanea.
ALTHANEA’S smile fades. She turns to LILY.
ALTHANEA: Could you excuse us?
LILY: Whatever.
She gets up from the couch and walks over to the door, and out of the room. ALTHANEA watches her leave, and then turns back to the CLOAKED WOMAN.
ALTHANEA: Hello Freya.
FREYA takes the hood off of her cloak and looks at ALTHANEA.
FREYA: We need to talk.
ALTHANEA nods, and moves over to the couch, FREYA following her.
CUT TO- INT. –LIVING ROOM- FAITH AND ROBIN’S APARTMENT- AFTERNOON
FAITH is sitting on the chair with her feet up on the table- reading a newspaper. The camera pans over to the newspaper, where there is an article with the title of “Girl Has Freak Barbeque Fork Accident”. FAITH rolls her eyes.
FAITH: Last time I checked, vampire teeth weren’t used at cookouts...(pause) And I hope they never did...that’s just nasty.
She shakes it off and continues reading. We can hear footsteps and FAITH looks up. It’s ROBIN.
FAITH: (cont’d) Hey.
ROBIN moves over and sits on the couch.
ROBIN: Hey. (pause) What are you reading?
FAITH: People’s lame excuses for the supernatural.
ROBIN: Fun.
FAITH: More like
funny. Some of the excuses they make up are just...ridiculous.
ROBIN: There’s humanity for you.
FAITH shrugs.
FAITH: At least they’re not paranoid.
There is a long silence, which is eventually broken.
ROBIN: So, about the Coven...
FAITH: That just seems to be the topic of the week.
ROBIN: Well, they are-
FAITH: I know.
ROBIN: Do you know what to do about them?
FAITH: No, I don’t. And I wish people would stop asking me that.
ROBIN: Faith...you’re our leader. Th- We. We look up to you.
FAITH: I know...it’s just...
She sighs and then leans her head on the back of the chair. She holds her forehead as if she’s in pain. ROBIN gives her a look of concern.
ROBIN: You okay?
FAITH shakes her head, but it doesn’t seem as she means it as a no.
FAITH: I’m fine. It’s just...it’s a lot to handle. Taking care of everyone. My friends, if you can call them that.
ROBIN nods.
ROBIN: I know.
He takes her hand and puts it on hers, which is on the arm rest on the chair. He smiles, and she smiles back at him. The camera slowly starts moving toward the hallway and begins to head down it. The camera turns and heads into MARIE’S room, where we see MARIE sitting on the bed. She is again holding a picture. The camera pans down to it- this time, it is MELODY and SKYE. MARIE smiles, despite that she didn’t like MELODY that much.
VOICE: (O.S.) You know, I don’t look very good in that picture.
The camera zooms out to reveal that MELODY is sitting on the bed next to MARIE. MARIE quickly sets the picture down on the bed and jumps off of it.
MARIE: What are you doing here?
MELODY: Sweetie, you know what I’m doing here.
MARIE: Actually, I don’t. And you know what? I don’t think you should be here at all.
The next time that MARIE’S eyes blink, the camera moves over to the bed. MELODY is no longer there.
VOICE: (O.S.) Do you think
I should be here?
MARIE turns around to see who’s behind her- it is SKYE.
MARIE: Skye...
SKYE: Well,
!
MARIE: You’re-
SKYE: Dead? Yeah, I know. It severely sucks. I mean, I can’t go to parties anymore! Who wouldn’t miss that? (beat) How’ve ya been, Mar?
MARIE once again winces at the nickname. SKYE notices this.
SKYE: (cont’d) Oh, c’mon...my voice isn’t
that bad! (beat) Is it?
MARIE stares at her blankly.
MARIE: You’re not real.
SKYE: That’s really mean!
MARIE: You know what they say- the truth hurts. They’re just making you up to distract me. (yelling) It’s not fooling me!
MARIE looks back to where SKYE was standing, and sees no one. She sighs with relief.
MELODY: (O.S.) Over here, Mar.
MARIE spins around and sees MELODY standing there and smiling.
MARIE: Why won’t you leave me alone?
MELODY: Because of what you did.
MARIE rolls her eyes.
MARIE: On that kick again? I’m
not the one who killed you. Cate is.
MELODY: Doesn’t make it less your fault. You could have been there.
MARIE: And gotten me killed too? No thanks.
MELODY: You could have saved us.
MARIE: You really believe that?
MELODY: You really don’t?
MARIE looks down at her feet. MELODY smirks.
MELODY: (cont’d) You could have stopped Cate. And all you did was kissy-kissy with your boyfriend. And then you killed him. Hm...shows what kind of person you are.
MARIE: (through her teeth) Shut. Up.
MELODY: Oh, hit a nerve, did I? Good.
MARIE: What do y-you want?
MELODY: Still little Ms. Stutter, I see. (beat) Anyways...I want you to pay.
MARIE: Pay?
MELODY: Man, you have a short attention span. What, are you a fish?
MARIE: I never did anything. To you, or anyone else.
MELODY: Oh really?
Anyone? MARIE: We’ve been over the Joseph thing.
MELODY shakes her head, chuckling.
MELODY: Oh no, hun...not him. (beat) Us.
MARIE looks confused and annoyed.
MARIE: What are you talking about? I just told you, I didn’t do anything to you guys.
MELODY: Yes, you did.
MARIE: So I wasn’t there. It could have been any of you who wasn’t-
MELODY: Not that. You burnt our bodies to the ground.
MARIE looks at her sadly for a moment.
MARIE: I h-had to-
MELODY: No. You really didn’t. You couldn’t even let our bodies be buried.
MARIE: I couldn’t let the police find your-
MELODY: But you could have! You could have made Cate pay!
MARIE looks down at her feet, looking ashamed. MELODY smiles, and then chuckles again.
MELODY: (cont’d) That doesn’t matter now though...Now?
She pauses and continues to smile.
MELODY: (cont’d) We’ll make
you pay.
And with that, MELODY blinks out of sight. MARIE looks up to see that she isn’t there, and tears fall from her face.
MARIE: (quietly) What have I done...
CUT TO-INT. – CENTRAL PARK- AFTERNOON
BRIAN is watching MRS. EDWARDS with suspicion.
MRS. EDWARDS: What, you’re not happy to see me?
BRIAN shakes his head.
BRIAN: It’s not that...it’s just...how did you find me? And why now?
MRS. EDWARDS: Dear, there is such a thing called the Internet.
She smiles, but then her smile begins to fade.
MRS. EDWARDS: (cont’d) And this was the first safe opportunity there was to see you.
BRIAN: Safe?
MRS. EDWARDS: Hector could have found me. Or those dreaded witches.
BRIAN: You knew about the Coven? You didn’t contact me and tell me about them?
MRS. EDWARDS: That wouldn’t have been logical.
BRIAN eyes her suspiciously again.
BRIAN: But it would have.
MRS. EDWARDS: You’re just not thinking straight, honey.
BRIAN: You don’t get to come here and just be my mother.
MRS. EDWARDS: I
am your mother!
BRIAN: Then tell me two things.
MRS. EDWARDS nods for him to go on.
BRIAN: (cont’d) One- why did you give us up?
MRS. EDWARDS takes a minute to think about this.
MRS. EDWARDS: I didn’t have the money to support you.
BRIAN: That, I can understand. (pause) Two- why did you sign that contract to make Bishop work for Hector?
MRS. EDWARDS: Well I had to get rid of him somehow.
BRIAN:
What?! MRS. EDWARDS: He was always the troublesome type.
BRIAN looks at her with an angry look.
BRIAN: You don’t give up a kid because he’s “troublesome”!
MRS. EDWARDS: Why not? It’s why I gave you both up.
BRIAN: What?! You just said-
MRS. EDWARDS: I lied. You both had these...powers...it was just too strange. I couldn’t possibly be seen with you.
BRIAN: (angrily) You know what? Screw this!
He turns quickly and starts walking in the other direction.
MRS. EDWARDS: (O.S.) Wait!
BRIAN turns around to face her.
BRIAN: (through his teeth)
What. MRS. EDWARDS: You know...when you have to face them...Faith isn’t going to try to save you.
BRIAN: How do you know about Fa-
MRS. EDWARDS: I know a lot of things. (pause) Just remember what I said.
BRIAN: Why should I trust you?
MRS. EDWARDS: Because I’m your mother.
BRIAN looks at her blankly.
BRIAN: No. You’re not. You’re not good enough to by
anyone’s mother.
MRS. EDWARDS gives him the same blank look that he gave her, and BRIAN turns around once again- walking away. We can see MRS. EDWARDS smiling in the background, slowly fading away until she’s no longer there.
CUT TO- INT. –CELLAR- AFTERNOON
The camera is set on ALTHANEA and FREYA sitting on the couch- facing each other. FREYA looks serious- she doesn’t want to play games. ALTHANEA is drinking tea, and then sets the cup back on the table.
FREYA: She wants to know what you’re doing here.
ALTHANEA: I told her. I’m recruiting Slayers.
FREYA: Yes...but for what? I would think if you were using them for a good purpose, you would not need to hide in a dank lair.
ALTHANEA: It’s not a lair, my dear Freya. It’s a cellar. And it’s safer.
FREYA: What are you trying to be safe from?
ALTHANEA: Vampires and demons, of course.
FREYA does not look convinced.
FREYA: You hide from creatures of the darkness...by hiding in the
darkness? Is it just me, or have you lost all of your sanity?
ALTHANEA: (firmly) Do not forget that I’m your elder.
FREYA: I’m not forgetting anything. But I am remembering who is of higher power.
ALTHANEA: That is by luck.
FREYA: No. It’s by skill.
ALTHANEA: I have been in the craft longer than you.
FREYA: That doesn’t make you
better than me.
There is a long silence, and you can tell that ALTHANEA is extremely angered by what FREYA is saying to her.
FREYA: (cont’d) Back to the subject- We aren’t pleased.
She is not pleased.
ALTHANEA: It is none of your business what I do.
FREYA: Actually, it is. We have power over you.
ALTHANEA: You do not have my will.
FREYA sighs.
FREYA: Nothing can go through that thick skull of yours, can it?
The camera pans down to ALTHANEA’S right hand, which has a ball of green energy slowly forming in it. FREYA closes her eyes, and then opens them quickly as if she senses something.
FREYA: (cont’d) Trying to hurt a fellow Wicca? That just makes you lean more towards the side of evil.
FREYA gets up from the couch. The ball of energy in ALTHANEA’S hand fades away, and ALTHANEA watches her.
ALTHANEA: Where are you going?
FREYA: Back to the mansion, of course. To report to her and the rest of them.
ALTHANEA: Report what exactly?
FREYA: Well, let’s see...that you are using Slayers for dark actions, that you seem to be working along the side of evil, and that you were going to try to kill me.
ALTHANEA: I can’t let you do that.
FREYA: Oh? And what are you going to do? Kill me?
ALTHANEA remains silent. FREYA smiles.
FREYA: (cont’d) Oh, and one more thing...When you do whatever it is you plan to do? We won’t be helping you. In any way.
With that, FREYA turns around and walks out of the door, leaving ALTHANEA with a look of anger on her face. But then, she smirks.
ALTHANEA: (quietly) I’ll show them.
FADE TO BLACK
END OF ACT III