EXT – WOODS
(FREAK, SARIA, PEASANTS)
THE FREAK IS TIED TO A TREE, DESPERATELY TRYING TO ESCAPE. SARIA KISSES HIM AND A GOB OF MUCOUS TRAILS FROM THE CREATURE’S CHEEK TO HER MOUTH AFTER THE KISS.
Don’t worry. I won’t judge you. I’m here to show that you have pathos before those villagers kill you. I mean…save you from the villagers.
THE ANGRY MOB APPEARS SEEMINGLY OUT OF NOWHERE.
There’s the beast! Destroy it!
Wait! Can’t you people tell that this is a thinking, feeling creature?
Well, we certainly hope it is.
Yeah, if it wasn’t, how would it feel what we’re about to do to it?
Yeah, and how could it think about what it had done as it dies miserably?
But it hasn’t done anything.
Well, yeah, but, I mean, it exists. Maybe technically existing isn’t an action, but it is a verb. It is doing something: it’s being.
Well, it’s tricky, you know, you don’t want to use the passive tense in this situation.
Well it is currently here. It offends us with it’s presence.
It’s offending, you could say.
Yeah, it’s offending us. That’s an active verb.
Don’t you people understand? You can’t kill it just because it’s different. Who here is the real monster?
Well, I mean, again, you’re talking metaphorically. You’re referring to us as monsters because of what we plan to do which might be a bit cruel. But technically speaking, you know…
Yeah, I mean, if you really look up monster in the dictionary…
Yeah, I mean it’s not ordinary. We could call it a chimera if you like. In any case it certainly needs burning.
"Manuscripts don't burn"
- Mikhail Bulgakov
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