BUFFY: They're just playing. What is it? What's bothering you?

Billy: Baseball. When you lose, it's bad.

BUFFY: Did you lose your game last week?

Billy: (nods) It was my fault.

BUFFY: Why was it your fault?

Billy: I missed a ball and I should have caught it.

BUFFY: You missed one ball and the whole game was your fault? What, you were the only one playing? There wasn't eight other people on your team?

Billy: He said it was my fault.

BUFFY: Who said? Billy, did he hurt you after the game?

Billy: Can we go another way to find your friends?

BUFFY: Sure. Okay. We can go around the cafeteria.

(The Ugly Man comes in their direction and punches a student out.)

BUFFY: Bad idea! Uh, this way! C'mon!

(She pushes Billy ahead of her through some bushes. When they get through to the other side they are in the cemetery, and it's night.)

BUFFY: What just happened?

Billy: Is this where your friends are?

BUFFY: No, it's not.

written by: David Greenwalt; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/10nightmares.html