A WITCH'S CALLING
BY GUY MULLALLY
MARGUERITE: I
hope I’m not invited on this little excursion.
ROXTON:
Good morning, Marguerite, wouldn’t start without you.
MARGUERITE: Please
do. My back is sore, my arms are sore,
my legs are sore, need I continue?
ROXTON:
Please don’t, my ears are sore.
ROXTON:
Having a problem there, George?
CHALLENGER:
It was working fine last night and then this morning…I don’t know, it seems to
have a mind of its own.
MALONE:
A machine that thinks…now that really would be something.
CHALLENGER:
Right now I’d settle for one that just functions properly.
CHALLENGER:
Science has always been my greatest tool…when it works.
ROXTON:
You know, Ned, I’ve been meaning to ask and, please, I don’t mean to pry but, I
never really did understand what was going on between you and Veronica.
MALONE:
Well, let’s just say that I care for her deeply and we will always be great
friends but romantically, I think she’s looking for something else.
ROXTON:
Like what?
MALONE:
Well, she loves my stories, not me. I think
she needs a man of action, more like you.
MALONE:
Live while you’re young, write when you’re old, that’s my new motto.
ROXTON:
You tired of my company already?
MALONE:
Well I didn’t want to say but, uh, you are slowing me down a little.
CHALLENGER:
Can you see them? How many are there?
MARGUERITE: I
don’t know, I’m not Veronica.
CHALLENGER:
Maybe you’re just imagining it.
MARGUERITE: No,
when I use my imagination, it isn’t for raptors.
ROXTON:
Look, whatever you’re offering, I’m not interested.
MARGUERITE: Her
fascination for you equipment was just an obvious ploy to get close to
you, my friend.
MALONE:
The one I met was very attractive also.
ROXTON:
Yes, trouble often is.
DAME
ALICE: What is science if it isn’t magic?
CHALLENGER:
Magic is the apparent use of natural or spirit forces to produce a result that
is logically impossible. Science is
exactly the opposite.
CHALLENGER:
She was going to murder me without a moments hesitation.
MARGUERITE: I
tried to tell you that last night.
Lucky for you I decided not to sleep in this morning.
ROXTON:
Goddammit, I was hoping it was just a bad dream.
MALONE:
More like a nightmare.
ROXTON:
Yeah, thanks to you…or should I say, thanks to me for listening to you.
MALONE:
You didn’t have to follow me.
ROXTON:
What, and miss all the excitement?
ROXTON:
So much for a night of wild celebration.