SILAS: In what temper did you find her?

MARKALLO: She appeared grievously distressed, master.

SILAS: Good. We will add more heads to her collection that she might never forget who is the master here and who is the servant. (Turns to the blue faced captain of the palace guard.) Her two friends that escaped through the waste canal, send a hunting party south into the woods after them.

CAPTAIN: Yes, lord.

SILAS: As to the one they call Angel - you know what he is?

CAPTAIN: He is the animal who took apart two of my soldiers.

PRIEST: He is a Van-tal, a drinker of blood. He can only be killed by fire, decapitation or a wooden spear through the heart.

SILAS: Perhaps all three, just to be thorough. Hunt him down.

CAPTAIN: It shall be done, my lord. I will personally bury my spear in his rump.

SILAS: Captain! His heart is where a cow's is (touches his breast) here.

CAPTAIN: Disgusting.

(The Captain leaves.)

PRIEST: This Angel-beast has saved a runaway slave her rightful beheading. He ignores our laws and profanes our holy culture.

SILAS: He does worse than that. He brings hope to the cows, for if one can be free hope arises that *all* can be free. - Isn't that right, Markallo?

MARKALLO: My lord, as it was ordained in the beginning our lives belong to you.

SILAS: They do. Yet we live in a time where runaways become rebels - where portals open to worlds where the holy clergy have not decreed them. Even slaves supposedly loyal to me - give the enemy drawings of our sacred devices.

MARKALLO: I-it is not true, master.

SILAS: Don't be alarmed, Markallo. You did me a favor. The cows need to know what we can do to them - any time we chose.

(Silas turns around points a small silver device at Markallo and pushes down on a jewel set in its side. Markallo's head blows up and his silver slave ring falls empty to the floor.)

SILAS: (to the second cow slave, Kaldar) Please clean that up. (Looking at the silver device) And if one of thy slaves offend thee, thou shalt smite him down. (Pulls a cloth off a console, lets his hand hover over the outline of a hand set with jewels in the middle of it.) And if all of thy slaves offend thee, thou shalt smite them down, too, even upon the very last one in the land.

written by: David Greenwalt; Original transcript anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Sylvia.. Full transcript at:
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