The Gambler

An original teleplay written for

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

Jos Claerbout
8/24/97
Copyright 1997

INT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL CLASSROOM

The setting is in an urban high school; the class is ethnically mixed, but predominantly black. Mrs. Jones, a teacher, is querying her students.

MRS. JONES

And you Letishia? What would you like to be when you grow up?

LETISHIA

I'd like to be scientist.

MRS. JONES

And you, Jackson?

JACKSON

I'm going to be a fireman, like my father.

MRS. JONES

And how about you, Noah?

NOAH

And how about me what?

MRS. JONES

Do you have any plans for a career?

NOAH

Hadn't though much about it.

MRS. JONES

Well, what are you going to be when you grow up?

NOAH

Dead.

INT CLASSROOM AT SUNNYDALE HIGH

TEACHER

Class, I would like to introduce Miss Stevens. She is the Principal of PS 209, the elementary school just east of the railroad tracks. She has an opportunity I think that some of you will be interested in. Miss Stevens, a black woman in her early fifties, stands up to address the class.

MISS STEVENS

Thank you, Judy. Now, looking around, I don't see any familiar faces, so I don't think that any of you went to my school. Of course, had you recognized me, you'd probably be one foot out the door by now. There is laughter around the class.

MISS STEVENS

Yes, I'm known to be quite a disciplinarian. Well, the kids call me something else. But you have to be tough with these kids; they too rarely have discipline at home. And it hurts them in school. That's where you can help. We need after-school tutoring for these children. Many of them, their parents, sometimes just their mom, don't get home until six or seven o'clock. These kids could really use some help tutoring after school, with their math, their English, maybe just having someone there who cares. I'll pass around a sign up sheet and contact all those who are interested. I thank you for your time. Miss Stevens hands a clipboard to Buffy, who is seated in the front row. She then gives a slight bow of her head and leaves the class. Buffy begins to write her name immediately. Cordelia can't hold back a comment.

CORDELIA

That's just what you need to round out your loser friends, Buffy. A couple of ten-year old basketcases to take to the prom! Buffy, ignoring the comment, hands the clipboard to Cordelia.

TEACHER

All right students, this is a great chance to help some kids who haven't been as fortunate as yourselves ... Cordelia is about to pass the clipboard right along,

TEACHER

... and, well, I suppose that the hours would count toward your volunteer requirement for graduation. But upon hearing that last comment, Cordelia realizes that she should sign up. Glaring at Buffy, she does so.

CORDELIA

You get the basketcases, okay Mother Theresa?

INT PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE

The scene is the inside of Miss Stevens' office. The walls are decorated, although the room is bare. Seated around her desk are Cordelia, Xander, Willow, and Buffy. Cordelia is clearly not happy to be here.

MISS STEVENS

Thank you all again for signing up. We're happy to take help from wherever its offered. Now, I've gone through the forms you filled out for me and have taken the liberty of assigning each of you to one of our students, according to mutual interests. What I have here are the student's transcripts and teacher commentary, so that you can know what you're getting into. Miss Stevens pulls out a small pile of folders. Now, Buffy, I've matched you up with Violet. Very precocious girl, scores very high on the aptitude tests, but the other children make fun of her. You will have to be very considerate of her because she's new to the school, and not quite sure yet how she fits in. Willow, I've paired you with young Bobby. He's quiet, and could use extra help in his English studies. He also, don't let him know I told you this, seems to have a little thing for his teacher, Mrs. Jones. Ah, the pains of unrequited young love. Alexander, I've got you with Tiffany. She's really filled with energy, but sometimes has a little trouble focusing on her studies. I'll trust you to crack the whip. Finally, Cordelia. After looking at your form, I came to understand that ... popularity ... is very important in your life, so I've assigned you to Noah. He's the most popular kid in the school. Cordelia suddenly looks relieved. Of course, the popular kids are usually the troublemakers, and our little Noah is no exception. He goofs off in all of his classes, and is failing everything. Everything except math. His teacher says that he has a mind for mathematics like nothing she's ever seen. First kid in class to memorize his multiplication tables, also the only child I see in my office on a regular basis. He gets sent up here so frequently that we're practically family. Miss Stevens leans forward over her desk. The kind of family that you really don't look forward to seeing, if you know what I mean.

INT HALLWAY OF ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

It is 3 o'clock, and when the class bell rings, the hallway fills with children, aged eight to twelve. One boy, no older than eleven, dressed in all the latest athletic fad clothing and swaggering with confidence, is surrounded by other children as he exits the classroom. They keep on peppering him with questions, about whether or not he is going to "play" today. He remains quiet. The group suddenly runs into the legs of Miss Stevens. All scatter except NOAH, who looks up at the principal.

NOAH

So what did I do this time?

MISS STEVENS

Well, you should be grateful I haven't found out yet. I'm just here to introduce you to your new tutor. Cordelia here is going to helping you in those topics where you have difficulty. In spelling, social studies, reading ... well, you know the list. Noah takes a long look at Cordelia, approvingly. Another boy passes him and asks:

BOY

So, are you goin' to play today, Noah? Noah looks at his friend, then at Cordelia.

NOAH

Nah, today I think I'll, uh, hit the books.

INT CLASSROOM

Buffy is sitting with a rather bookish looking girl in an empty classroom.

BUFFY

Now, Violet, I don't know what there is for me to do! Buffy picks up some of the books lying on the desk. You don't have any trouble with the social studies, you mastered fractions, and you could diagram three sentences before I could even take out my pen! So what's going on with you in school?

VIOLET

It's nothing.

BUFFY

Don't be silly. It's got to be something. Miss Stevens, the principal, said that you're new here. How do you like it?

VIOLET

I hate it. The other kids make fun of me because of my glasses. They make fun of me because of the way I speak. They make fun of me when I answer questions in class.

BUFFY

What about at lunch time? What about the kids you eat lunch with?

VIOLET

There aren't any. I eat alone. It's not so bad. I usually just read a book.

BUFFY

Yeah, I know how it feels. What are you reading now?

VIOLET

I don't think I should tell you.

BUFFY

Why?

VIOLET

Because you'll think it's funny. You have to promise not to laugh.

BUFFY

I promise. Violet reaches into her backpack an pulls out a very old looking book.

VIOLET

It's about witches, vampires, and stuff. I found it in my Grandma's attic. Now, you promised not to laugh!

BUFFY

Oh, I wasn't going to laugh. I was just going to say that, if you're interested, I know a little about witches and vampires and ... stuff. Maybe if we're done doing homework, I could tell you a few ... stories. Violet smiles broadly.

EXT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

Young children swarm out of the school building as the three o'clock bell rings, and about 20-30 surround one side of a Volkswagon bus that has parked across the street. The van has enormous dice painted on the side. The camera pans around to reveal a withered and wretched old man who, through a lengthwise opening in the side of the bus, is talking to the children.

OLD MAN

So, who shall it be? Who feels lucky today? Why, some little girl might even get herself a pony! Who's that going to be? Three to one ... A pony for three to one. Yessir, there's going to be one very lucky girl going home tonight. You can't lose with three to one, now can you? A girl steps forward from the mass of kids, nervous, but clearly excited. She is otherwise physically plain, but has very striking eyes. The old man reaches out a skeletal hand with long fingernails and grasps her wrist.

OLD MAN

So ... we have a taker! What a wise little girl! She's going to go home with a pony ... if she's lucky ... Now, what shall we play for? The camera fades out on a shot of her, taken from within the van. Once again, we notice her striking eyes.

BACK AT THE HIGH SCHOOL

Buffy, Willow, and Xander are sitting outside during lunch at their high school, talking about their tutoring experiences.

BUFFY

And so then, out of nowhere, she pulls out this book on vampires and witches! It was wild. I had never seen anything like it in the library. She said it was from Haiti, that her grandmother had had it in the attic. She seemed really interested in it, so I told her a few stories of my own.

XANDER

What?! How could you do that? You told a ten year old girl that you slay vampires as an after-school hobby?

BUFFY

Don't be silly. I told her stories about some fictional girl named Muffy who ... slays vampires as an after-school hobby.

WILLOW

At least you got some work done. All I could get Bobby to do was draw some pictures. Then he just kept on talking about Mrs. Jones, his teacher. He's got this little schoolboy crush on her! It's so cute!

XANDER

Well, it sounds like you two are having a lot more fun that me.

BUFFY

Why? What happened?

XANDER

I went to meet the girl I'm tutoring, I went to meet her after school, but she didn't show. Then Miss Stevens came out and apologized. Says that the girl didn't come to school today. And that they weren't going to expect her come in for a few weeks.

WILLOW

What? Why?

XANDER

She's gone blind.

INT HOUSE, BLANKWELL RESIDENCE

The scene is set in a room where TIFFANY is lying in bed, her eyes pointed to the ceiling. We recognize her as the girl from the earlier scene with the van. By her side is her mother, holding her hand and talking softly. Xander enters the room

XANDER

Mrs. Blankwell? Your son let me in. Miss Stevens sent me over ... I'm supposed to help Tiffany with her studies when she's feeling better ...

MOTHER

How can the girl study? She woke up two days ago blind as a bat! Couldn't see a thing, and now Miss Stevens wants me to worry about her studies? Well, you can tell her from me that ...

XANDER

I'm sorry, I didn't mean any disrespect. I just want to let you know that I'm here to tutor her when she's feeling better, so she doesn't, you know, fall behind.

MOTHER

Fall behind? Fall behin… Honey, my child woke up two days ago screaming, because she couldn't see a blessed thing. Now she's just been lying here, not moving at all, just going on and on about how she wants her pony. And I don't know if you've taken a good look around, but hon, I ain't got no hay and I ain't got no stable, just one blind daughter mumbling about her pony. You can tell Miss Stevens that when my daughter can count the fingers in front of her face, that's when she'll need a tutor. Until then, she just needs her mother! The camera moves until it is directly above Tiffany, looking down. She is prone, only her lips are moving. Her eyeballs are completely white.

INT CLASSROOM

Buffy and Violet are again sitting together, talking. Violet is drawing.

BUFFY

So, was Tiffany a friend of yours? Violet scowls at Buffy

BUFFY

Sorry, I forgot I was dealing with the Lone Ranger here. All right, did you know Tiffany?

VIOLET

Yeah, she was pretty nice to me when I first came here. But lately she was avoiding me. She started getting stuff.

BUFFY

Getting stuff?

VIOLET

Yeah, you know, clothes, toys, stuff.

BUFFY

So her parents were buying things for her. Were you jealous?

VIOLET

That's not it! It wasn't parent stuff. It was kid stuff. Candy, music, the kinds of things that a kid would buy if she had all the money herself.

BUFFY

So she had a big allowance?

VIOLET

No, it was .... Never mind.

BUFFY

What is it?

VIOLET

I shouldn't tell you.

BUFFY

Well, if you can't tell me, I know one little girl who's not going to hear any more stories about Muffy the Vampire Slayer ...

VIOLET

She started going to the van after school.

BUFFY

The van? What's that?

VIOLET

Now I know that I shouldn't be telling you this.

BUFFY

Oh, come on.... Don't you want to hear about the time that ... Muffy the Vampire Slayer met a girl so unpopular that she had actually turned invisible? Violet giggles.

VIOLET

Well, I don't know that much about it. I just know that there's a van parked right out on the street every day after school. All the popular kids go there. You know that Noah? He's new to school this year too. He was unpopular like me at first. We'd eat together. And then I started seeing him more and more going to the van after school. He started dressing differently, you know, wearing expensive shoes and clothes, taking all his friends to the arcade, letting everyone ride these bikes he buys ... Everyone likes him, they think he's so cool. It scares me though, so I don't go near it. He scares me too.

BUFFY

Do you think it's drugs?

VIOLET

I don't know. None of the other kids ever talk to me about it. I could go over there and check it out, but I think it's real creepy, so I always make sure to avoid it on my way home.

BUFFY

Well, I don't think I will.

VIOLET

What?

BUFFY

Nothing. I was just going to tell you another story about Muffy.

EXT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

The scene is once again at the van. There are about 15 kids swarmed around one side of it. Noah is clearly the closest to the side where the man speaks to the children. There is a good deal of yelling and excitement. Buffy approaches just as Noah is rolling up the sleeve of his jacket and offering it to the man in the van. Buffy, swearing to herself, runs and tackles Noah to the ground to keep him from (she assumes) being injected with some sort of drug. The old man in the van starts to laugh. Buffy turns, gets up, and walks toward the van. Noah starts to get up himself.

NOAH

Girl! That was whacked out ...

BUFFY

Hey you, what the hell do you think you're doing to these kids? Get away from here! The old man, instead of driving away, just continues to laugh.

OLD MAN

Well, I don't know what's wrong with my selling candy, Missy. A little sugar never hurt anybody. Why, our little friend here was just extending his arm for a delicious bag of M&M's. Here you go, son. Do you like candy, Missy? Maybe it's time for you to have a Snickers. Help you relax.

CORDELIA

I'm with the weird old man, Buffy. Like usual, you're being totally mental.

BUFFY

Cordelia!? What are you doing here? You're supposed to be a mentor to Noah? But you're just sitting here watching him get injected?

CORDELIA

Buffy! Would you quit living in like, a Spike Lee movie? Noah was just taking me to meet his friend here. Buffy looks back to the old man, who affords a tooth-less grin. Buffy notices a pair of dice on the ledge by the man's hand, shudders and grabs hold of Cordelia's arm to lead her away from the van.

BUFFY

Cordelia, you can't be this naive! Something is going on with this van. And if it's drugs, then it's your job to make sure that Noah doesn't go anywhere near it! Okay? Cordelia? Cordelia! Hey, is that a new necklace you're wearing?

INT BUFFY'S HOUSE

Buffy is sitting at the table with her family. The phone rings. Mother picks it up, and after saying hello, resigns the phone to Buffy.

BUFFY

Hello?

WILLOW

Buffy? You've got to come over here. Something seriously weird is going on.

BUFFY

Why? What is it?

WILLOW

You know Bobby, the boy I'm tutoring?

BUFFY

Yeah ...

WILLOW

I went to see him today after school, for our fourth session together. But it didn't go very well. He had forgotten everything. Buffy is relieved.

BUFFY

Well, you can't expect kids to remember everything! What was he having trouble with?

WILLOW

He had no idea who I was.

INT BUFFY'S ROOM

Xander, Willow, and Buffy are sitting on and around the bed.

WILLOW

I met him on the school steps after class, but he just had no idea who I was. He responded to his name, but then just looked at me blankly. He asked me if I was Mrs Jones.

BUFFY

Mrs. Jones … the teacher he has a crush on?

XANDER

And Tiffany wanted to know about her pony ...

WILLOW

What was that?

XANDER

When I went to go talk to Tiffany's mom, she mentioned that her daughter kept on mumbling about a pony.

WILLOW

Was this before or after she threw you out on your ear for being an insensitive clod?

BUFFY

Xander, is there any way that we can talk to Tiffany?

XANDER

There's no way I'm going back into that house.

BUFFY

Willow, do you get along with Bobby's parents?

WILLOW

I think so, we've talked on the phone a few times. His parents were really concerned about his schoolwork.

BUFFY

Has anyone had dinner yet?

XANDER

Why?

BUFFY

There's something going on. I think that that man in the van is using these kids as drug runners.

XANDER

Buffy, reality check! Their school might be on the other side of the tracks, but this is still Sunnydale, not Brooklyn!

BUFFY

So you guys think I'm over-reacting? Willow and Xander both nod vigorously.

BUFFY

Well, how about this, then? Why don't I invite you two over for dinner? Pizza okay? Willow and Xander readily assent.

BUFFY

Great. I'll order it. While we're waiting, Willow, why don't you go pick up Bobby? I'd sure like to meet him! Xander and Willow look at each other and sigh.

INT BUFFY'S HOUSE

The doorbell rings. It is Willow and BOBBY, a boy of about nine or ten years, by her side. He seems a little "spaced", but is very polite. Buffy extends her hand.

BUFFY

Bobby, my name is Buffy. This is Xander. Do you like pizza?

BOBBY

I'm not sure. What is it? Willow looks at him with exasperation. It is apparent that she's been hearing him say that quite a bit this evening.

BUFFY

Oh! What's on it? Pineapple, green peppers, onions. You're okay with onions, right? Bobby looks up at Willow, then back to Buffy.

BOBBY

Yeah, I guess. Are you Mrs. Jones? Can we get married now?

BUFFY

Why don't we ... move into the kitchen and get some plates ready for the pizza? As they turn to go to the kitchen, Buffy puts her hand on Bobby's head.

BUFFY

So, have you been having fun with Willow, Bobby? Have you been learning a lot?

BOBBY

Having fun with who? Buffy shoots a troubled glance at Willow and Xander. The foursome walk the rest of the way to the kitchen in silence. Upon entering, Buffy picks up Bobby and sits him on the counter.

BUFFY

So, Bobby. How has school been for you this year?

BOBBY

I'm not sure. The last couple of days have been all right, though.

BUFFY

Well, do you ever go after school with the other kids, and go that van that's parked outside?

BOBBY

The van? The van? Van, van, van. Suddenly, the doorbell rings. Bobby cocks his head in curiosity.

WILLOW

I'll get it. That must be the pizza guy.

BOBBY

Is he Mrs. Jones? Xander is finally exasperated.

XANDER

We're not going to learn anything here, Buffy. Willow re-enters the kitchen, the pizza box perched on her fingertips. With a flair, she throws it upon the counter, right next where Bobby is sitting. Bobby nonchalantly turns his head to look at the pizza box. Emblazoned on the top are the words "Dice Pizza" and a picture of two large, red dice. Bobby begins to scream uncontrollably at the top of his lungs. Buffy turns to Xander.

BUFFY

I think we just learned something.

INT MISS STEVEN'S OFFICE

Buffy is seated across from Miss Stevens.

BUFFY

And I don't know if it's drugs or what it is, but I think these things that have been happening, Tiffany's eyes, Bobby's memory, I think they're related to that old man in the van.

MISS STEVENS

I knew I should have done something about him long ago! You said that Bobby started screaming when he saw the dice? That does it! I'm calling the police. He's not going to get to any more of these children!

INT BUFFY'S HOUSE, NIGHTTIME

The phone rings and Buffy picks it up. It is Miss Stevens.

MISS STEVENS

Buffy? I'm sorry to bother you at home, but I wanted you to be the first to know. The police raided the van today shortly after our meeting. They took that ... peddler to prison. They searched him and his van. They couldn't find any trace of drugs. Not any. They're going let him out tomorrow, and I know he's just going to go right back to it. I want you to talk to Violet. Make sure that she never goes near there. The same goes for you, Buffy, just stay away. And I want you to talk to Cordelia. I can't seem to get through to that girl at all. I think that Noah is really tied up in this whole thing, and it scares me. He's a good kid, he’s smart. Do what you can to keep him away from that van. I'll let you know if anything happens.

BUFFY

I'll do what I can, Miss Stevens. Buffy hangs up the phone then leans against the wall and slumps down. The phone rings again. Buffy rushes to pick it up, expectantly

BUFFY

Hello??

VIOLET

Buffy! Hi! It's me, Violet!

BUFFY

Oh, hey Violet! How are you doing? How's studying for the big test coming along?

VIOLET

It's not bad ... You are coming over to help like you said you would, aren't you Buffy? Buffy glances at her watch and curses under her breath.

BUFFY

Oh shoot! Yes, I'll be there, Violet. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Buffy hangs up the phone and runs toward the door.

BUFFY

Mom, Dad, I've got to run out! I'll be back in a while!

INT VIOLET'S HOUSE

Violet is in her pajamas in bed. Buffy is seated on the floor, telling her a story.

MUFFY

So then Muffy said, 'But I won't let you take her to the fifth circle of Hades, for I am a Vampire Slayer, and am sworn to stand in your way' which didn't make the arch-demon very happy, so he spread his wings, as far as they would go, and his teeth glimmered in the moonlight as he laughed at her fate. And then ... Violet, what am I doing? I thought you were going to study for your big exam! I can't just sit here and tell you scary stories all night.

VIOLET

But I've studied all night! Stay for a little longer, please? Violet's eyes light up when she looks over to her night-table and sees her book of vampires taken from her Grandmother's attic.

VIOLET

Let me read to you for a while Buffy! I found this really scary part of the book! It's all about kids! Buffy adjusts her sitting position, as if settling in for a good story.

BUFFY

Scare me.

VIOLET

All right. This is the 13th chapter of the book. It's about the Soul Catcher.

BUFFY

Sounds scary.

VIOLET

[reading] And whenever the village would throw a carnival, or other festival, there would be sightings of the Soul Catcher. He was said to only prey on children, and he always managed to evade adults. Usually an old or decrepit man, the SoulCatcher was said to prize children for the things they had that he had lost long ago: innocence, vision, memory, but most of all, their youth. The SoulCatcher would lure children to his booth at the festivities with promises of sweets or toys. He especially, it is rumored, liked games of chance, involving bones, sticks, or dice. The SoulCatcher would play one of these games with the children. If the child won, he would deliver on his promise of the goods. But if that child lost, he would take something far more valuable; he would take a piece of that child. Pretty scary, huh? Violet looks up from her book, but Buffy has disappeared.

INT LIBRARY

Giles is sitting in the library reading when Buffy, Xander, and Willow enter.

BUFFY

So, what did you find?

GILES

It's always nice to see the New World make a contribution to the accumulated store of evil and troublemakers.

WILLOW

What do you mean?

GILES

Buffy's 'SoulCatcher' that she told me about last night. At about 10:30 PM, if I recall, is entirely a New World phenomenon. Most of my expertise, and my books, focus on the demons and haunts of the Old World. It's almost refreshing to come across something from the other side of the Atlantic.

XANDER

Why do you say 'almost'?

GILES

Well, this 'SoulCatcher', or 'Huapoloko' as the natives called him, is a particularly nefarious fellow. He lures children, his victims are always under 12, into games of chance. He will promise them something: a new toy, good health, a baby brother, you name it, and then set the odds for them to win it. Maybe two to one, three to one, ten to one. The better the odds of the child winning, the less valuable their prize will be. The SoulCatcher then rolls dice, to see if the child wins.

WILLOW

But if the child doesn't win?

GILES

Yes, the unfortunate result. Well, apparently before rolling, the child agrees to wager something intangible. It could be as dramatic as their voice or eyesight, or as insignificant as the memory of their first kiss. Willow shoots a glance at Xander, then turns back to Giles.

GILES

The SoulCatcher then grasps the child's forearm, like this, and from that bond, he is able to able to exact his winnings.

WILLOW

But that doesn't make any sense! Buffy said that the van has been going to the school for at least the last six months, but Tiffany was the first kid to lose a bet?

XANDER

Yeah, Giles, are you saying that the only two kids who can't gamble are the one's that we tutored?

BUFFY

Perhaps you should have spent some more time with statistics.

GILES

Not quite, Buffy. Alexander asks a pertinent question. One that troubled me for most of the night. Well, let me ask you. If you needed to extract a gambling debt from somebody, but you needed to make sure that no one would ever find out, what would you do?

WILLOW

Make the debt invisible?

GILES

Very good. That's it exactly.

XANDER

But that's ridiculous! How can you lose your voice with no one noticing? How is no one going to notice you walking around without any eyeballs in their sockets?

BUFFY

What if he took something no one could see?

GILES

Which is exactly what he does. Giles opens one of the books near him to a page with a woodcut drawing.

GILES

Cuerna del Pato. The first European settlement in what is now the Dominican Republic. 1545. The settlers took scrupulous records, especially, Giles produces another book

GILES

when somebody died. I went through these death records last night and I discovered something quite unsettling.

BUFFY

What?

GILES

I discovered that in Cuerna del Pato, unlike many settlements in North America in the same time period, everything flourished. The crops never failed, the natives never attacked, and the inhabitants never fell ill.

XANDER

That sounds like a success story. Why didn't we ever learn about it in school?

GILES

Well, I haven't told you the whole history. I went through this record of deaths, and I discovered why you never heard of Cuerna del Pato. Among the first generation of children, all those who were under twelve years old when they were brought to the colony, or those who were born there, not a single one lived to see their thirtieth year.

XANDER

But people were always dying early back then.

GILES

True. But not in this settlement. There was not a single death recorded among any of the adults who emigrated tol Cuerna de Pato. Only among the children who grew up there.

WILLOW

How did they die?

GILES

Any number of ways. A slipped axe head while chopping timber. A sudden disease. A wild animal. Quite a few, in fact, died while trying to flee the island. There are numerous instances of children in their late twenties perishing on hastily constructed rafts and boats. With no younger generation, the colony withered.

BUFFY

The young people died trying to escape from their debts.

XANDER

So what you're saying is that these children gambled away their adulthood in order to have good crops and not catch a cold? That makes no sense!

WILLOW

The mortality rates in some of those settlements went as high as 90 percent, Xander.

GILES

Let me give you another example. Would you like ten dollars today, or one hundred next week?

XANDER

That's not a very hard choice.

GILES

Well then let me stir the pot. What if I told you that you had a terrible disease and that you probably wouldn't live 'till Friday. Now, would you like the ten dollars today, or the hundred next Monday? Xander gives a slight grunt and nods.

GILES

It's something that economists call inter-temporal discount. What something you have now is worth in the future.

BUFFY

So what you're saying is that those children didn't even expect it to make it through the winter, and that ...

WILLOW

the possibility of dying at 30 sure beats the probability of dying tomorrow.

XANDER

But I don't see what this has to do with the elementary school!

GILES

Look at these kids that you're tutoring. Their peers bring guns to the classroom; they pass drunkards on the way to school; they all know people in prison; there are few good jobs in their communities. These kids aren't stupid. They're not worried about how they're going to spend their retirement, they're worried about how they're going to make it to the three o'clock bell. They have, in technical terms, a very high discount on the future.

BUFFY

And they found someone who was willing to deal. Someone who was willing to trade their future for a pony, or the love of a teacher, or just popularity.

WILLOW

But why has he moved past just taking their old age? Why did he take Bobby's memories? And Tiffany's eyes?

GILES

That brings us to the last entry for SoulCatcher in this tome. [reading] The SoulCatcher will not be satisfied in only collecting the years of adulthood from its prey, eventually it will grow more bold in its bets, and offer odds on things that are unique to a child: the ability to see the world as a child sees the world; a collection of childhood memories, or the most prized bet of the SoulCatcher, the very childhood itself.

EXT VAN

Buffy is again approaching the van, this time with an intent to confront the SoulCatcher. She approaches the open side of the van.

SOULCATCHER

Oh, it looks like I have a visitor. Do you want to play, Missy?

NA

No, I don't want to play. I want you to give back everything you've taken.

SOULCATCHER

Are you sure? Are you sure that you don't want to play a little ... The SoulCatcher reaches his hand out of the van to grasp Buffy's arm. Instead, Buffy grabs his arm, twists and pulls the SoulCatcher out of the van onto the grass beside the sidewalk. Instead of screaming in pain, the SoulCatcher starts to giggle.

SOULCATCHER

Wheee! The SoulCatcher, who looks like he would break in half with the slightest touch, bounces right back up after having been thrown to the ground. Buffy looks confused.

SOULCATCHER

Those little kids. Bones just made out of rubber, I tell you. Buffy moves in to kick the SoulCatcher in the head. He nimbly performs several cartwheels to get away.

SOULCATCHER

Woo-Hoo! You can thank Cathy for that one! She was a gymnast for ten years. Buffy throws a punch at the SoulCatcher, which he catches in his hand mid-air.

SOULCATCHER

Don't think that I didn't see that one coming! I've got some sharp eyesight, I do. What was her name? Tiffany, yes, beautiful eyes. With one hand occupied, Buffy throws her full weight against the SoulCatcher, who falls to the ground, Buffy's full weight bearing down on him. She pulls a stake out of her back pocket, which she prepares to drive through his skull.

SOULCATCHER

Before you do something so drastic, let me tell you what my favorite thing that I've ever won over the years.

BUFFY

And what would that be?

SOULCATCHER

The voice of a little girl. The SoulCatcher starts screaming in the voice of an eight year old girl.

SOULCATCHER

Oh! Help me! Somebody please get her off me! Help! Buffy, realizing that people are starting to look and come to the scene, decides a quick getaway would be better than trying to explain what's going on. She gets off the SoulCatcher and runs away. The SoulCatcher gets up and brushes himself off. Still speaking in the voice of an eight year old girl,

SOULCATCHER

Ooh, that stings.

INT CLASSROOM

Cordelia and Noah are seated in the middle of the room. They are going over math drills. They are wearing matching tri-color (red, black, and green) leather jackets. Buffy is standing in the doorway, listening.

CORDELIA

Okay, good. Seven times five?

NOAH

Thirty-five.

CORDELIA

Sixty-four divided by eight?

NOAH

Eight.

CORDELIA

Twenty percent of 80?

NOAH

Sixteen.

CORDELIA

The remainder of 96 divided by seven?

NOAH

Five.

CORDELIA

That's incredible, Noah! So why are you failing all your other classes, but are unstoppable in math?

NOAH

Practice, I guess.

CORDELIA

Practice doing what?

BUFFY

Practice betting your life away?

CORDELIA

Buffy! What are you doing here? Did you and Miss Bookworm lose your membership at the library?

BUFFY

Well, I'm sorry Cordelia, I didn't even think to mention. How cute, that you two are wearing matching leather jackets.

CORDELIA

Aren't they fresh? Noah got them for us. He says that his uncle is an importer and ... Buffy, ignoring Cordelia, pulls a chair up to the table where she and Noah are sitting.

BUFFY

So, when are you going to die, Noah?

NOAH

You're talkin' crazy. I'm not going to die.

BUFFY

Yeah, and Tiffany's not blind and Bobby never lost his memory!

NOAH

But I'm not ever going to lose. I don't ever take the sucker bets. I know the good odds.

BUFFY

You've already lost, Noah. Maybe not your hearing, or your vision, but for as long as you've been playing, I'm sure you've lost. So, when do you kick it? Forty? Thirty-five?

NOAH

Twenty-three.

BUFFY

Twenty-three? That doesn't leave you much time to wager. Your friends, they've come to expect a lot from you, with the presents that you're always giving away. Cordelia cuddles herself in her leather coat.

BUFFY

You play much longer, and you're going to have to start putting other things up for wager. What's it going to be? Noah suddenly pushes himself from the table gets out of his chair.

NOAH

Whatever it takes to be popular. Noah leaves the room.

CORDELIA

You hear that Buffy? The rest of us want something more than just checking out the cemetery with some werido friends. You should listen to Noah. He's really good with numbers.

BUFFY

And his is almost up. Buffy leaves the classroom to follow Noah.

EXT CITY STREETS

Buffy follows Noah out of the school, into the city streets, where night has fallen. Insert show's quota of Buffy running around in revealing mini-skirt. Buffy eventually loses track of Noah, but finds herself close to Violet's house. She decides to pay her a visit.

INT VIOLET'S ROOM,

TWO STORY HOUSE

Violet is sitting at her desk, doing homework. Buffy, who has scaled a tree and is now on the roof, peers in through the window.

BUFFY

Psst! Violet looks around, shaken.

VIOLET

Buffy!

BUFFY

Violet, I don't have much time to talk ... do you still have that book with all of the stuff about the SoulCatcher?

VIOLET

Yeah ... It's right around here ... Why do you need it? Why are you in such a hurry? Why are you sitting on my roof?

BUFFY

Well, I always love a touch of the dramatic. I've got to keep an eye out for Noah. ... Violet produces the book. Good! Does it say anything in there about how someone goes about ... you know, how someone would ... how they could ...

VOICE FROM OFFSCREEN

kill a SoulCatcher? Both Buffy and Violet look surprisingly at the doorway, where Miss Stevens is standing.

BUFFY

Miss Stevens?

VIOLET

Grandma? Buffy looks very confused.

MISS STEVENS

Yes, Buffy, I'm Grandma. Violet's parents wanted her to get away from her old school, they figured she needed a fresh start. So they sent her out here to live with me. But there is a rule around this house that extends to that school.

STEVENS AND VIOLET

No favorites.

MISS STEVENS

Violet receives no special treatment. In fact, I probably treat her harder than any of the other kids in that school. Violet rolls her eyes. Miss Stevens' attention turns back to Buffy.

MISS STEVENS

So, Miss Buffy, it seems we miscalculated.

BUFFY

How do you mean?

MISS STEVENS

Something makes you think that our friend in that van is a SoulCatcher?

BUFFY

It would explain an awful lot. How do you know so much?

MISS STEVENS

Let's just say that I'm not the first in my family to be in charge of hundreds of screaming little devils.

BUFFY

I see.

MISS STEVENS

But enough about my parents. Do you know where the SoulCatcher is?

BUFFY

Noah ran out of his tutoring session ...

MISS STEVENS

You call fluff-talk from that airhead tutoring? I just humored that Cordelia girl as long as she kept Noah out of trouble.

BUFFY

Well, it didn't last long. He ran out after I confronted him. I'm really worried that he's going to make a bet that he can't win.

MISS STEVENS

It's worth worrying about, girl. So what makes you think that you have what it takes to bring this thing down?

BUFFY

Let's call it 'related job experience'. I just came by to find out if there were any special instructions on, you know ... Buffy makes several motions illustrating killing, maiming and torture.

MISS STEVENS

Oh, there's special instructions all right. First, you need the blood of a dozen virgin turtle doves raised in total darkness. Boil that for three days, saving the last drop to place on your tongue as you dance circles naked in the moonlight, chanting "omoway sowlcatcha" riding on the back of a wild boar.

BUFFY

... And if that doesn't work?

MISS STEVENS

I don't know what to tell you. My parents never told me about a SoulCatcher actually being caught. The only thing I know is that the things he takes, the voices, the years, the innocence, he keeps in his dice. That's where all his power is. But if you're going to take him on, you have to be careful.

BUFFY

Why's that?

MISS STEVENS

Well, if the SoulCatcher sees you coming, he's liable to grab hold of you and take something.

BUFFY

What can he take?

MISS STEVENS

Anything he wants. You've got to get him when he's occupied with something else. Buffy crouches down to prepare to jump off the roof. Miss Stevens turns to Violet.

MISS STEVENS

Pray for that girl.

EXT CITY STREETS

More gratuitous shots of Buffy traversing city streets at night in skimpy clothing. Finally, near the corner of an abandoned playground, Buffy sees the distinctive van with the painted dice on the side. There is light pouring out of the far side of the truck, the only bright light for blocks. An occasional siren is heard. Buffy runs in for a closer look. Noah is just rolling up his sleeve and extending his arm. He sees Buffy.

NOAH

Don't even start with me, Miss Tutor! What's the difference between going at age 25 or twenty? It's not any different than you deciding to die at two hundred or two hundred and fifty! Ain't no difference. If I can help myself now, why are you trying to stop me?

BUFFY

Because I know you're better than that. You've got a quick mind; that's why you play the game so well; but you've gone too far Noah. You've got to stop. We can still help.

NOAH

You don't care about helping me! None of you do! This is all just school credit to you people! Cross over the railroad tracks and get credits to graduate! I don't need your fake concern here, Miss Tutor. I've got a life to lead. Buffy circles around so that she is standing aside Noah, in front of the van.

BUFFY

My fake concern, huh? Well, what are you betting here?

NOAH

I'm betting to get all those years of my life back. Betting that against checking out the day I turn sixteen.

BUFFY

So what kind of odds did you take?

NOAH

One to one. Buffy takes a deep breath, turns to SoulCatcher in the van, and extends her arm.

BUFFY

I'll take that bet, and I'll take those odds. My life for his. Noah is shocked, unbelieving. The SoulCatcher leans out of the bus, his gnarled head coming into view.

SOULCATCHER

You're a slayer, aren't you?

BUFFY

Yes. The SoulCatcher begins to laugh.

SOULCATCHER

Well then let's at least make this an interesting bet.

BUFFY

How's that?

SOULCATCHER

Well, instead of a couple of years of ... life, let's wager something ... unique.

BUFFY

What have you got in mind?

SOULCATCHER

Well, I'll take you up on the years of his life. I think I've got too many of them anyway. But if you lose, I want something that distinctly belongs to a slayer. I want ... your virtue. Your integrity. I want everything that makes you good and pure. And I want it on one to one odds.

BUFFY

You got it. Buffy extends her arm again. The SoulCatcher wraps his long, skeletal fingers around it and picks up the dice that lie on the shelf between them. He is just about to roll ...

NOAH

No! Don't take that bet! I'll make a different bet. An even better bet. One you can't refuse. The SoulCatcher turns his attention back to Noah.

SOULCATCHER

And what, little boy, are you prepared to bet that you think I can't refuse?

NOAH

What you've wanted this whole time. My childhood. The whole thing. No more waiting until I'm sixteen crap. I'll wager my whole childhood, right now, if you let go of her arm. The SoulCatcher does let go of Buffy's arm and once again grabs on to Noah's.

SOULCATCHER

Odds or evens?

NOAH

Odds. While Buffy watches in horror, the SoulCatcher rolls the dice. It comes up four, one of the numbers that Noah bet against. The SoulCatcher tenses his grip on Noah's arm, prepared to absorb Noah's childhood. Nothing happens. Buffy screams at Noah,

BUFFY

The dice! With his free hand, Noah quickly throws the dice to Buffy, who catches them and casts them full speed at the head of the SoulCatcher. They embed themselves in his skull and start to glow brightly, emitting smoke as they do so. The screaming of hundreds of children is heard as their souls reap vengeance through the embedded dice. The SoulCatcher releases Noah's arm and tries to pick the dice out of his head, but it is clear that they are stuck. The screams of the children get louder and louder until the SoulCatcher finally collapses over the side of the van, dead. Noah and Buffy are breathless.

BUFFY

I don't get it. You lost the bet. But nothing happened.

NOAH

You're crazy. It was a sucker bet.

BUFFY

What do you mean?

NOAH

My father walked out on us when I was six, my mother got arrested when I was nine. I was the oldest, so when it came to looking out for my brothers and sisters, that was my job since I could crawl. He wanted my childhood; what was there to take? Dummy, serves him right taking a bet like that.

BUFFY

So you ready to get out of here?

NOAH

Sure. Noah begins to cross the street.

BUFFY

What, you don't look both ways?

NOAH

What do I have to worry about? I'm not checking out 'til I turn twenty-three.

BUFFY

Oh right. I guess I should go get those dice, huh? Noah nods slowly.

NOAH

Yes. I think you should go get those dice. The camera zooms out as Buffy works on prying the dice out of the SoulCatcher's steaming, motionless head. Noah stands by, like a nurse, handing her tools to make it easier: a pen, a protractor, a ruler. Buffy is heard mumbling at her task.

EXT SCHOOLYARD

Buffy, Willow, and Xander are all sitting around talking. Buffy is wearing Noah's tri-color leather jacket.

BUFFY

You know, in order to find the spell to release the spirits from the dice, Giles had to make some new friends around town.

WILLOW

Visited some of those used bookstores, eh?

BUFFY

He said if he ever has to smell jasmine incense again, that it would be too soon.

WILLOW

It's good for him to get out. What if we run into another New World creep?

XANDER

Yeah, like the ToothCatcher, or the EyebrowPlucker, or maybe even the dreaded FootTickler!

WILLOW

I'm being serious here!

BUFFY

Now, stop fighting. We got it all worked out this time. Noah even gave me his leather jacket. And he said that if I ever needed a math tutor ...

WILLOW

I went to tutor Bobby last night. He's doing much better. Got his memory back. Still spooked by the whole thing though. Refuses to eat pizza ever again. Mrs. Jones says she was flattered by the attention, but very, very, disturbed. They put Bobby in the other class.

XANDER

I can relate. Mrs. Blankwell finally let me go talk to Tiffany again, but she said I am under no circumstances ever to mention a pony . Cordelia walks by in her tri-color leather jacket. Seeing that Buffy is wearing the matching one, Cordelia strips it off in disgust and throws it on the ground. Willow rushes to pick it up and put it on.

WILLOW

Cool!

BUFFY

It better be. He wagered five years of his life for it.

WILLOW

Oh.

END

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