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: [admonishing Kassandra after stopping her crashing the car
] Let your attention lie before you, not beside you. Kassandra
: Check this! Some guy from the seventeenth century telling ME how to drive. How quick they learn!
: Let's tarry not!
: [pointing to Giles' weathervane
] Can I take that for you? Giles Redferne
: Over my rotting corpse!
: [to a wounded man
] Meddle not with the dressing.
[Kassandra has aged 20 years in a day after being cursed by the Warlock
: Why couldn't he just kill me? Nothing could be worse than this! Giles Redferne
: His very thought.
: Can I ask what your interest is in finding such a book? Giles Redferne
: Our interest lies in stopping those who would see all good falter. It lies in stopping the powers of misrule from coming of age. It lies in finding that damned book, and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down, and all of creation becomes Satan's black hell-besmeared farting hole! Kassandra
: You asked.
: So, you fear me. Warlock
: 'Tis I who others fear. Giles Redferne
: Not you, the magic.
: [Having been told the Warlock's true goal
] He scares the crap out of me... and he KNOWS it. Giles Redferne
: I'll not let him harm you. Kassandra
: Next time there won't be any spells, no hexes, no potions. Next time, he's gonna kill me. Giles Redferne
: I'll not let him harm you.
[He holds out Kassandra's car keys
: Now, brute, one last time will we play the game out.
: The alter table, he broked it? Kassandra
: Yeah, he "broked" it.
: Of all ingredients used by a witch, the most coveted is human fat. If that fat is cut from an unbaptized male child, there is but one purpose - one thing is will beget. Kassandra
: I'm listening. Giles Redferne
: Flying potion.
: The spell book. All witches keep grimoires, yet one is indestructible, one is the bible of black magic - the Grand Grimoire. Always witches have lusted for it, and now, here, I find a page - one lone page!
: The hammer! Take it! Where you find his tracks, nail the earth deeply!
: The warlock holds two parts of the book. This much he confessed. Know you what happens should he gain all three? Kassandra
: I don't want to know. I don't. Giles Redferne
: Hidden within that book is the name of God, the lost name of God. Kassandra
: The lost name of... Huh-uh, I don't wanna hear this. Giles Redferne
: 'Tis the name invoked during creation. Witches charge that should this name, this true name of God, be uttered back to front... Kassandra
: I'm not listening. Giles Redferne
: Should this name be uttered in reverse... Kassandra
: [fingers in ears
] Blah, blah, bah, blah, blah! Giles Redferne
: ...all creation will undo. 'Twill reverse.
: My boots work best with ground beneath them - DIRECTLY beneath.
] Lest you favor throttlings to the ears and face, bear west here. Cabbie
: [to himself
] They wonder why we hate the Lakers.
: [bursting into the farmhouse
] Tell me your woes! You are bewitched!