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| Inside the garden, he finds
the |
young shaman and pulls him
into the shadows, to avoid the passing guard. |
But why are you doing this?
Oh, think of it as post-surg
rounds. |
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| Now where can I find a rope? |
Yup, that'll do. Wonder who
Montoya is expecting to hang in his garden? |
Helms interrupts one of the
guards as he steps outside for a smoke. |
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| And then he tosses up the
rope and ascends. |
Once in Montoya's office,
though, he's stymied as to where the mask would be....then he gets an idea |
and starts searching the bookshelf
for a latch...when suddenly... |
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| Oh, hello again.
Have you suddenly turned into
a thief, Doctor? |
Well, you don't much look
like a second story man to me, either, Queen.
You don't really know what
you're doing, Doctor. |
Oh, yeah, well just watch
this. Let's see, ummm....Oh, of course, St. John's Revelations and the
Art of Power Riding. |
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| Once in, he asks the Queen
for a dagger and proceeds to pick the lock.
Where does a doctor learn how
to do that? |
I'll show you mine, if you'll
show me yours, Senorita.
That was cute about three repetitions
ago, Doctor. Did you hear something? |
Dr. Helm goes to check and
is met by an armed guard. |
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| Oh, Doctor, what has a yellow
bill and white feathers and waddles? |
The Queen takes the guard
out with a swift throw of a well-aimed dagger. |
You killed him! He's dead!
And you're alive, Doctor. |
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| YOU KILLED HIM!
The Queen hauls him up and
boots him out the door. |
Just as Montoya enters. |
So, we meet again, Senorita. |
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| Ah, Death by Moonlight--he
was always my favorite--er, I mean, How romantic. |
Just when Montoya thinks he
has the Queen cornered, she jumps off the balcony and onto her horse... |
who was patiently waiting
in the no-parking zone beneath. |