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Current Talk '05 I / Re: Coping Skills in Collinsport
« on: March 01, 2005, 06:39:55 PM »
Lots and lots of sedatives.
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If Petofi did mention unicorn blood as a cure for lycanthropy, can anyone provide the episode number?
[spoiler]798 - ...
Aristede talks to Victor but Quentin can't hear them. The fact you killed Julianka has nothing to do with me, says Aristede. I would not have had that emotional reaction if you had gotten the hand and kept it, says Victor--we should have been out of here by now. Julianka must have had the hand, Aristede reminds him--why didn't YOU get it from her? Victor grabs his lapels and shakes him, asking, are you criticizing me? No, Aristede assures him, never. See that you don't, warns Victor, infuriated. I'm not complaining, not at all, says Aristede. Do you know what it's like to fall into the deepest sleep you've ever known? asks Victor--and the first thing you see upon awakening is blood on your pillow?--you rush to the mirror and what do you see--not that face you love so well, Aristede, but another face, a gift from the unicorn! Aristede, horrified, begs, "Tell me what to do!" Again, they converse, but Quentin can't hear. Aristede protests, I can't talk to Quentin--he'll kill me! Perhaps that's what I have in mind, says Victor.
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[spoiler]801/802 - Quentin holds up Victor's fake hand and presents it back to him. Don't give it back, warns Magda, he is Count Petofi, demon from hell! You're a romantic, says Victor--if I really were who you think, would I let you babble on so? Yes, says Magda, if you did something to me, they would know you are him. If I were Petofi, says Victor, would I be ashamed of it? Magda turns to Quentin and says, 100 years ago, he was a werewolf. Victor laughs. 100 years ago, continues Magda, we cut off his hand as payment for the cure! Quentin looks at the gloved fake hand. Fascinating story, says Victor, and true, I've been informed--I do admit to knowing of the strange, sad story of Petofi, the last recorded man to own a unicorn. Oh, says Magda, you are the only one who could know that. But you know it, too, points out Victor--the saddest morning in the late Count's life was when he awoke after the might of a full moon to find his unicorn had been killed by a wolf. "Just a minute, Count Petofi," says Quentin, citing the one thing that convinced him--the saddest morning of the count's life was when he found a unicorn slaughtered. Werewolves don't remember what they do--I know that, and so do you, from personal experience. Magda warns Q, don't make him madder. Your interruptions, says Victor, are intolerable, the cawing of a mad cat--shall I silence you? Victor bows and says to Quentin, "Count Petofi, sir, at your service." Quentin gives him back his hand. "Quentin, he is dead," warns Magda. A mere conjecture, says Petofi. He's got to be, says Magda. What does it matter? asks Q, I've seen ghosts before. So, you believe her about that, too, says Petofi--how eagerly you believe your own lies, ignoring the truth wherever you can--I'll humor you. He picks up a letter opener. You have seen ghosts, you say? Petofi cuts his face with the letter opener and asks, do ghosts bleed, Mr. Collins?--and you, Madame, have you heard tales around the tribal campfire of ghosts that have blood?--what would a ghost want with a petrified hand?--I've never heard of a gypsy being logical--but try, do try! Urges the Count--only a man would want that hand, says Petofi. Surely you have some explanation for how long you've lived, comments Quentin. I'm not required to give it to strangers, says Petofi, all you need know is that I'm determined to have that hand. We don't have it, says Magda. You have until morning, warns the Count, I still have some powers left, but would hate to use them--I feel a certain kinship for you, Mr. Collins, you make me remember feelings I'd forgotten for a hundred years--I will be at Collinwood for a while, says Petofi. Quentin walks behind him and picks up the letter opener. I think it would be wise for you to decide what you are going to do, advises Petofi. Quentin holds the letter opener aimed at the burly Count. Since you're human, says Q, you can also die!--now, how were you cured--tell me, if you want to live. Petofi smiles broadly.
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I'll try to contain my anxiety.
you seem to have SLIGHT, albeit, SLIGHT troubles with this SMF.
Tall and tan and young and handsome
Carolyn: "Oh mother, I know you've disapproved of some of my relationships in the past, but for once, trust me! This chain-link fence and I are going to be very, very happy together!"
As for Petofi... ...my fave villain.
Such a gregarious, infectious laugh.
I'd thought ever since childhood that Petofi had resurfaced in the "present".
Hmm....unless there is a font called Lucinda.....and I just don't have it on my computer.
I am sure David was just as obnoxious as my brother and myself and hid in the clothes racks on poor Roger. They wonder wny parents drink.
(I'd have joined last year, if the board had let me.)