Episode 14 - Mousetrap

                               MOUSETRAP

                                 TEASER


          INT. SOME UNDISCLOSED PLACE - DAY (DAY ONE)

          Cue : Dramatic Fighty Music.

          ANGLE : BUFFY

          as we watch her fight some large, unrevealed demon.
          Buffy ducks and weaves as an arm swings wildly at her.

                                          BUFFY
                         You're gonna have to do better than
                         that!

          More wild air-swings from the demon which Buffy easily
          avoids.

                                          DEMON (O.S.)
                              (deep and booming voice)
                         Check your watch slayer. It's
                         checkout time!

          Fighty music suddenly ends. Buffy immediately stops,
          gives the demon a strange look.

          REVERSE ANGLE : HATHOS

          a kinda blank expression on his face. He too has now
          stopped fighting.

          Buffy leans over and peers past the wide demony frame
          to look behind it.

          REVERSE ANGLE : WILLOW AND TARA

          hands joined, sitting on a table. We now see that we
          are in the Magic Box training room. Willow turns to
          look at Tara.

                                          WILLOW
                         It's checkout time?

          An embarassed Tara looks at Willow, then at Buffy.

                                          TARA
                              (smiling apolegetically)
                         Too hotel lobby?

                                          BUFFY
                         No, that's.. valid. I mean, who
                         hasn't been terrifed at the prospect
                         of receiving that call.

          ANGLE : ANYA, XANDER AND DAWN

          watching from another corner.

                                          ANYA
                         Personally, it's those uppity
                         concierge people I have problems
                         with.
                              (turning to Xander)
                         'Concierge'.. that's French you
                         know. I think it means 'spawn of the
                         devil'.

                                          XANDER
                              (indulging)
                         Really.

                                          ANYA
                         Well, it would have to be, being
                         French and all. All they do over
                         there is eat ungodly helpings of
                         cheese and cake and cream and not
                         get fat. Don't try to tell me they
                         didn't sell out their souls for that
                         little perk. Plus, what's with all
                         the beheadings?

                                          WILLOW
                              (to Xander)
                         And you said you had trouble
                         composing your wedding vows.

                                          BUFFY
                         Okay, what say we move away from the
                         impromptu Franco-sociology lesson
                         and get back to work. Will.. Tara,
                         can you guys get Hathos here to
                         speed up a little?

                                          WILLOW
                         Haffy.

                                          BUFFY
                         Haffy?

                                          WILLOW
                         Yeah, cause we were thinking, now
                         that Haffy's on our side and all, we
                         want him to be more, you know,
                         Haffy-like.

                                          TARA
                         It's just.. Hathos. That name's so
                         evily.. destructy.. Monster Trucky.

                                          ANYA
                              (to Willow,
                              contemptuously)
                         Haffy. Why don't you just name him
                         Marmalade, so all the other giant
                         puppet assassins can make fun of
                         him, beat him up and steal his
                         bounty money.

                                          BUFFY
                         Anya does have a point. We wanna
                         intimidate the demons here and let
                         me tell you.. Haffy? It's like..
                         Happy Haffy.

                                          DAWN
                              (happily joining in)
                         or Puff Haffy.

                                          XANDER
                         David Hafflehoff.. wait, that guy's
                         funny without having to mess with
                         his name.

                                          WILLOW
                         Fine, we can call him Hathos in the
                         field.. but here, he's among friends
                         and.. 
                              (as if addressing a
                              favourite pet)
                         we're calling him Haffy.

                                          BUFFY
                         Whatever. Could you guys also give
                         him a little more tude'. I mean,
                         more with the snarly and growly,
                         less with the 'Look at my pretty
                         posy of petunias'. We want demons to
                         run away from him, not come up and
                         have their pictures taken with him
                         or, you know, lead the Macy's
                         Thanksgiving Day Parade?

                                          TARA
                         Oh.. Okay.

          Tara concentrates for a second.

          ANGLE : HAFFY

          looking down at Buffy. We see one side of his lip curl
          up in a kinda snarl.

                                          TARA
                         How's that?

                                          BUFFY
                              (looking at Haffy)
                         Elvis lives.

                                          WILLOW
                         We'll keep working on it. Good to go
                         again?

          Buffy nods and assumes a fighting stance. Willow and
          Tara begin to concentrate, focusing on Haffy.

          Haffy and Buffy spar again. More wild swooshes from
          Haffy which Buffy neatly avoids. Haffy's tail flicks
          up and almost catches Buffy's head.

                                          BUFFY
                         Hey guys. Watch the hair!

                                          WILLOW
                         Sorry.

                                          TARA
                         Sorry.

                                          HAFFY
                         Sorry.

          ANGLE : ANYA AND XANDER

          watching the sparring session.

                                          ANYA
                         It's like the Three Stooges.. if Moe
                         was a seven-foot bull-demon with
                         horns.

          More sparring. Buffy avoids a punch, ducks and rolls
          to get to Haffy's other side.

                                          WILLOW
                         Tara! Left Hook! Left Hook!

                                          TARA
                         That's you Will! I got the right
                         remember?

                                          WILLOW
                         Oh!

                                          TARA
                         Legs! Legs!

          Haffy twists and turns, getting his legs all tangled
          with each other. Haffy falls to the ground clumsily.
          Buffy stands over Haffy and appraises him for a beat.
          Haffy looks up at Buffy. He is in a tangled mess,
          hands and feet all over the place.

                                          HAFFY
                         This would really hurt if I wasn't a
                         giant puppet.

          Buffy turns back to Willow and Tara.

                                          BUFFY
                         Still gotta Comaneci the dismount
                         guys.

          Willow and Tara share a smile.

          Anya looks at her watch.

                                          ANYA
                         Okay, if Punch and Judy's finished
                         their little puppet show, maybe we
                         can skip the encore and all proceed
                         to the exits.
                              (off looks)
                         What? Giles left me in charge of
                         closing the shop. It's a lot of
                         responsibility.
                         There's the switching off of the
                         lights, the closing of the doors,
                         the herding of tardy vagrants to the
                         nearest exits.. It's the first step
                         you know.

                                          XANDER
                         First step?

                                          ANYA
                         To the day Giles lets me run the
                         shop of course.

                                          XANDER
                         An, I hardly think Giles taking off
                         early and letting you close shop
                         means that he's planning a
                         coronation for his favourite
                         employee.

                                          ANYA
                              (patting Xander's face
                              affectionately)
                         Baby steps baby.

          Anya heads over to the entrance to the training room
          and stands next to the light switch.

                                          ANYA
                         Let's move it. This thing's gotta be
                         closed by seventeen-thirty.. that's
                         five-thirty people. 

          Anya walks over to the light switch and starts
          flicking it on and off as she speaks.

                                          ANYA
                         Anyone who's still here in five
                         minutes gets to play nightwatchman.

          ANGLE : BUFFY, XANDER, DAWN, WILLOW AND TARA

          as they begin to pile out of the training room as Anya
          continues to flick the lights on and off.

                                          WILLOW
                              (to Tara, re the lights)
                         That thing never gets old.

          A little smile from Tara as the two exit.


          EXT. THE MAGIC BOX - DAY

          almost dusk. We see Xander and Anya saying their
          goodbyes to the rest of the group as they head off in
          another direction. We TRACK Buffy, Tara, Dawn and
          Willow as they walk in a group. Buffy and Tara walking
          up front while Willow and Dawn are a few metres back.

                                          TARA
                              (turning back to Dawn)
                         So, you all set for the sleepover
                         tommorow?

                                          DAWN
                              (mental checklist)
                         Sleeping bag, PJs, marshmallows..

                                          BUFFY
                         Toothbrush, homework..

                                          DAWN
                              (quietly to herself)
                         At least I'll be checking nagging
                         elder sisters at the door.

          Willow smiles. She then hears something and starts to
          look around worriedly as she walks.

          REVERSE ANGLE: SUNNYDALE STREET

          from Willow's POV as she spins around. Lots of people
          walking by, nothing out of the usual.

          ANGLE : BUFFY AND TARA

                                          BUFFY
                         Thanks for taking Dawn again. Just
                         with the extra patrols set down for
                         tommorow..

                                          TARA
                         It's totally okay. I mean, you know
                         she can come over any time. We love
                         having her with us.
                              (turning behind her)
                         Right Will?

          Willow is preoccupied and doesn't hear Tara. She still
          looks nervously around her. Tara and Buffy take a
          quick look around but see nothing. 

                                          BUFFY
                              (pointedly)
                         So, Will.

          Willow finally snaps out of it. She turns to Buffy.

                                          BUFFY
                         What's this thing between Miss Kitty
                         and Amy? A furry feud? Pet peeves?

                                          WILLOW
                         Oh, it's nothing really. They've
                         just been giving each other these
                         looks ever since we bought Amy a new
                         treadmill. I guess I can see where
                         Miss Kitty is coming from. I mean, I
                         would get pissy too if, you know,
                         instead of everyone buying lunch for
                         me to play with, everyone started
                         buying play-things for my lunch.

                                          DAWN
                         Oh. Tell her about Amy's toys.

          Buffy looks at Willow quizically.

                                          WILLOW
                         We think Miss Kitty's been clawing
                         Amy's toys to shreds. We haven't
                         actually seen her do it but she
                         always has this smirk on her face
                         when we find the mess.

                                          TARA
                         I keep getting this mental picture
                         of her taunting Amy.. slowly
                         destroying her favourite toys in
                         front of her.. It's unsettling.

                                          WILLOW
                         Well, I don't think it's a smart
                         move to tick Amy off. I swear, if
                         she ever found a way to get out of
                         her cage and get her powers back..


          EXT. SUNNYDALE DUMP - NIGHT

          as we TRACK a brown rat, scurrying along the ground,
          heading somewhere with purpose. 

          We come upon a clearing in the dump, where we see a
          large number of brown rats have gathered. We see a
          dishevelled man in rags, next to a garbage can which
          has been set alight. He is throwing down scraps of
          food for the rats.

                                          RAG MAN
                              (to the rats, in a
                              polished upper-class
                              accent)
                         Yes, yes. Eat well my friends. Soon,
                         you will need all your strength.

          He throws the last bit of food in his hands to the
          rats. He reaches into his coat pocket and gently takes
          out a white rat. He kneels down and places the rat on
          the ground.

                                          RAG MAN
                         There you go Hugo. You'll always be
                         my friend won't you? My little white
                         friend. Soon, you will come into my
                         world. A world that won't think
                         twice about tearing you down,
                         spitting on you, discarding you and
                         washing you away like common filth.

          Hugo looks up at Rag man, not responding.

                                          RAG MAN
                         Well, we're above that.. well,
                         current surroundings aside. We will
                         rise from the ashes and wreck our
                         vengeance upon this world. And you..
                         you shall lead my army and carry my
                         sword.

          Rag man stands back up and reaches into a sack. He
          pulls out a strange receptacle. Some sort of stand
          with three demon-like claws placed in a circle,
          reaching out ready to hold on to something. He places
          the receptacle on an oil drum.

          He then reaches into the sack again and pulls out a
          large, white, oval-shaped orb. He takes a long,
          admiring look at it. He walks over to the receptacle
          and gently places the orb on it. It glows a bright
          white. He smiles.

          He spreads his arms out, closes his eyes and starts
          chanting; some strange dead language. He chants with
          fervour and passion. As he chants, the orb glows
          brighter and brighter.

          Rag man finishes his spell with a flourish. A rippling
          wave emanates from the orb, spreading out in all
          directions. 

          ANGLE : HUGO

          as the ripple passes through him. We see Hugo
          magically transform into a giant rat-like creature
          with human-like qualities. He stands on its hind legs,
          slighty taller than his creator.

          ANGLE : SUNNYDALE DUMP

          A wide view from high up. We see the ripple spread
          out, passing through the entire dump. We PAN to follow
          as the ripple heads out to the bright lights of the
          town.


          INT. A HOUSE - NIGHT

          CLOSE ON : A RAT

          as we TRACK it as it scurries along a carpeted floor,
          dashing past table legs and a pair of feet in high
          heels. We hear a high-pitched female scream. The rat
          runs into a closet. We see a ripply wave pass through
          the closet.

          ANGLE : A WOMAN

          dinner-party dressed. She continues to scream as she
          looks down on the floor.

                                          WOMAN
                         Donald! I thought I told you to
                         clean up this mess! The guests will
                         be arriving any minute!

          ANGLE : A DEN

          in a wide shot. The room is very messy with papers and
          all kinds of junk littered everywhere. In a corner, we
          see a guy backed in a corner, looking at the closet.
          He seems a little fearful.

                                          WOMAN
                              (noticing)
                         What is it?

                                          MAN
                         In the closet.. Rat!

                                          WOMAN
                              (rolling her eyes)
                         Oh, for heaven's sake. Again?

          She goes to a corner where she picks up an umbrella
          and starts heading towards the closet.

                                          WOMAN
                         For the last time dearie, it's just
                         a rat. It's nothing to be afraid of.
                              (as she opens the closet
                              door)
                         Maybe if you cleaned up in here once
                         in a while..

          A giant brown demon-rat leaps out into the center of
          the room.

          ANGLE : MAN

          screaming his head off.

          ANGLE : WOMAN

          screaming her head off.

          The rat snarls at them both, then leaps through a
          closed window, shattering the glass. A silent beat
          between the couple.

                                          MAN
                         You were saying?


          INT. WILLOW AND TARA'S DORM ROOM - NIGHT

          Where we see Miss Kitty chewing on one of Amy's toys.
          We PAN over to Amy in her cage, just watching
          proceedings. A ripply wave passes through her. Nothing
          discernible happens.


          EXT. SUNNYDALE DUMP - NIGHT

          ANGLE : RAG MAN

          as he smiles in the warm glow of his creations.

                                          RAG MAN
                         Look at you all.

          ANGLE : HUGO

          now a giant, white demony-rat, standing to attention
          and looking at Rag Man. We WIDEN to reveal a whole
          group of brown, vicious-looking giant demon-rats
          standing behing Hugo.

                                          RAG MAN
                              (appraising Hugo)
                         Yes. You will do very nicely. Soon
                         we will have power.. we will have
                         money.. we will move to Chicago and
                         host our own chat show, and expose
                         the world to the literary works of
                         Chaucer, Dickens and Bronte.. Emily,
                         not Anne.

          Hugo watches Rag Man with interest as he paces around.

                                          RAG MAN
                         Now.. where to start? where to
                         start? So many people to kill.

          Hugo steps forward towards Rag Man. Rag Man looks up
          to Hugo.

                                          RAG MAN
                         Hugo?

          Hugo smiles menacingly. He makes a signal and the
          brown rats behind him come forward, past Hugo and
          towards Rag Man. 

          Rag Man backs away, terrified. He stumbles and falls
          to the ground.

                                          RAG MAN
                         Hugo?

          ANGLE : HUGO

          as we hear the rats attack. Screams off-screen as Hugo
          smiles. We PUSH IN on his rodent face, all evily
          snarls and rodent twitches. Then..

                                          HUGO
                              (in a polished accent)
                         I was always partial to Charlotte
                         myself.

                                                             BLACKOUT
                               END OF TEASER


                                                  CONTINUE TO ACT ONE