PROPHECY
BY
SCOTT KRAFT
MARGUERITE: Isadore, Queen of the
Travelers, is becoming a royal pain in the ass.
VERONICA: The men seem taken by her.
MARGUERITE: Yeah, well don’t sweat
it. Take away the lips, eyes, perfect skin,
plunging neckline, what do you have?
Just another common jungle tart.
MARGUERITE: Sleeping Beauty awakes.
MALONE: Well, it’s about time.
KACEN: You weren’t invited to our party.
ROXTON: Don’t worry, I won’t hold it
against you.
KACEN: There’s only one way to avoid death
here.
MARGUERITE: Sign me up.
KACEN: Become one of us.
MARGUERITE: My stuff’s already here, I
don’t need to unpack.
KACEN: There is a small initiation.
MARGUERITE: What? Secret handshake, bandit
oath?
KACEN HOLDS A PISTOL TO ROXTON’S HEAD
KACEN: Kill him.
MARGUERITE: Couldn’t I just kill you
instead?
ROXTON: Listen, whatever Kacen asks, you
do it.
MARGUERITE: You mean kill you? Oh, I don’t think so.
ROXTON: Marguerite…
MARGUERITE: I mean, what’s today? Tuesday.
I never kill anybody on Tuesday’s.
ROXTON: For once in your life will you
just shut up and listen? Now, either
way, I’m dead.
MARGUERITE: Roxton…
ROXTON: I won’t have your death on my
hands.
MARGUERITE: But I’m supposed to have yours
on mine? No!
MARGUERITE: Listen, Kacen. Even if I do this, how can I be sure you’ll
let me join?
KACEN: Oh, you don’t trust me?
MARGUERITE: I don’t trust anyone.
ROXTON: You’re a fool for coming back,
Malone, but thank you.
ROXTON: Question of the hour. Will we ever get off this plateau?
ISADORE: Yes…and no.
MARGUERITE: Oh, what a time to go
diplomatic.
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