Cut to the street. Anya and Xander are on either side of Giles, all walking down the street. Anya and Xander both talking at once.
XANDER:
It's a nightmare.
ANYA:
It has to be stopped.
XANDER:
It's a plague. It's
like a nightmare
about a plague.
ANYA:
It was like we were
being watched.
XANDER:
It's like, I didn't wanna
be saying things -
ANYA:
Like there was
a wall missing -
XANDER: -
-- but they just kept pouring out.
ANYA:
- in our apartment.
XANDER:
And they rhymed and
they were mean and --
ANYA:
Like there were only three walls
and not a fourth wall and --
XANDER:
-- My eyes are not beady!
ANYA:
-- My toes are not hairy!
They stop talking
over each other.
XANDER:
Giles, you've got to stop it.
GILES:
Well, I am looking into
some leads, and I -
ANYA:
It's just, clearly our number
is a retro pastiche that's never
going to be a breakaway pop-hit.
XANDER:
Work with me, British man. Give me an axe and show me where to point it.
We hear a woman singing but we can't see her or make out the words yet.
GILES:
Well now, Xander, it's not quite that simple.
But I have learned about some
disturbing things. Basically -
They continue talking in the background
as we focus on a woman (BTVS executive
producer Marti Noxon) who is standing
by her car singing to a policeman.
The cop is writing her a parking ticket
and we see that her car is parked
next to a fire hydrant.
As she sings we can see Giles, Xander, and
Anya standing and talking in background.
MARTI:
I'm asking you please no
It isn't right, it isn't fair --
There was no parking anywhere
I think that hydrant wasn't there
[cop gives her the ticket]
Why can't you let it go?
I think I've paid more than my share...
She continues singing in the background as
Xander, Anya, and Giles resume walking and talking. XANDER:
As in burnt up? Somebody
set people on fire? That's nuts!
ANYA:
I don't know. One more verse of our little ditty and I would've been looking for a gas can.
GILES:
Well, clearly emotions are running high.
(We see people in background dancing together)
But as far as I can tell these people burnt up from the inside, spontaneously combusted.
(Three street sweeper men in background dancing with brooms)
I've only seen the one. I was able to examine the body while the police were taking witness arias.
XANDER:
Okay, but we're sure that the things are related : the singing and dancing, and burning and dying.
They stop walking. The street sweepers continue their dance in background.
GILES:
We're not sure of much. Buffy's looking for leads at the local demon haunts, at least ... in theory she is, but ... she doesn't seem to-
XANDER:
She's easing back into it.
We pulled her out of an untold hell dimension.
Ergo the weirdness. The important thing
is to be there for her.
GILES:
(shakes head) I'm helping her as much as I can, but, uh...
Anya pats Giles awkwardly on the shoulder.
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