"No kidding," Autor says, shaking his head. He takes some popcorn from the bowl and thanks Rae. "She's quick to threaten to kill herself when Westley is apparently safe on his ship."
The scene opens up on Humperdinck and the Count in a forest, where the Count remarks on how Buttercup is a, "winning creature. A trifle simple, perhaps, but her appeal is undeniable."
"I know, the people are quite taken with her," Humperdinck says with a smile. "It's odd. But when I hired Vizzini to have her murdered at our engagement day, I thought that was clever. But it's going to be so much more moving when I strangle her on our wedding night. Once Guilder is blamed, the nation will be truly outraged. They'll demand we go to war."
The Count laughs, and then turns to a tree behind him. "Now where is that secret knot?" he says, opening a door in the tree with a press of a button. "Ah. Are you coming down into the pit? Westley's got his strength back; I'm starting him on the machine tonight."
"Tyrone," Humperdinck says, taking a step forward, "You know how much I love watching you work. But I've got my country's five hundredth anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, and a wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it. I'm swamped."
Tyrone steps towards him. "Get some rest. If you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything."
"That was an odd little scene," Autor says, finishing his tea. "I suppose they had to establish that the prince is the bad guy after all. But the friendship between these two men is quite odd."
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Date: 2015-11-24 05:21 am (UTC)The scene opens up on Humperdinck and the Count in a forest, where the Count remarks on how Buttercup is a, "winning creature. A trifle simple, perhaps, but her appeal is undeniable."
"I know, the people are quite taken with her," Humperdinck says with a smile. "It's odd. But when I hired Vizzini to have her murdered at our engagement day, I thought that was clever. But it's going to be so much more moving when I strangle her on our wedding night. Once Guilder is blamed, the nation will be truly outraged. They'll demand we go to war."
The Count laughs, and then turns to a tree behind him. "Now where is that secret knot?" he says, opening a door in the tree with a press of a button. "Ah. Are you coming down into the pit? Westley's got his strength back; I'm starting him on the machine tonight."
"Tyrone," Humperdinck says, taking a step forward, "You know how much I love watching you work. But I've got my country's five hundredth anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, and a wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it. I'm swamped."
Tyrone steps towards him. "Get some rest. If you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything."
"That was an odd little scene," Autor says, finishing his tea. "I suppose they had to establish that the prince is the bad guy after all. But the friendship between these two men is quite odd."