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Now you listen up. I'm only going to say this once. The legend says that the Chattan curse began with two sisters. / Two sisters who were also witches. / One was an absolute marvel at spellcraft. Her name was Aingeal. / She loved magik. / The other, Mór Sine was a shapeshifter. / These sisters were night and day. Aingeal had a fiery spirit and was into everything. / Mór Sine was much more delicate. She hated her power. / You can guess these two didn't quite get along, and when they fell in love with the same man... / His name was Seamus Uasal, meaning, Seamus the Noble. He was rich for back then. That means he had cows. / Now, ol' Seamus liked Mór Sine and she liked him back. / Trouble was, Aingeal liked him too and she aimed to win him. / To win Seamus, the sisters betrayed each other. / In the end Aingeal was dead and Mór Sine and her line was cursed forever. / I don't recollect the details of what happened, but it was the three-fold law that won in the end. Anything you do that's bad, comes back to you three times as bad. / Now you know. It wasn't magik, but the bad people do that cursed our Chelsea. |
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Oh my Lord. That was quite a story. / You, uh, said that you could not remember the details of how the sisters betrayed each other. Was that... forgive me, but is that true? / That's all I'm going to say Diane. I've said way yonder too much already. / What are you looking at cat? / ? |
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I'm going to go and check on Chelsea. / I'll be up there in a moment. / You told her of the curse? / Yes, Sebo, I did. / Was that wise? / No, but Diane is Chelsea's mother and that is reason enough... I hope. |
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How are you doing? / I feel much better now. My strength is back now. / Chelsea you are a very special girl. I'm afraid that you may have troubled times ahead. If you ever need anyone... / You're not alone. / I never have been Mama. |
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When you fall off a horse, you gotta get back on. / I think what I did wrong the first time was that I focused on sweeping the whole yard at once. / Now please put the broom in front of me. / Okay. / Is it doing anything? / No, unless just lying there is something. |
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I'm sorry, but I should really do this alone. / Not a problem. I need to get back to work anyway. / Good luck! / Thanks! Love you. / One of these days you and your mother shall make me physically ill. / Go choke on a hairball. |
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Lick, lick, lick / Will you stop. I can't concentrate with you licking over there. / And I can't stand a witch who can't move a broom because she is afraid to focus. / What if I faint again? / I'll lick your face to revive you. |
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I'm going to try to lift this broom again. / So, don't you scratch me this time. / Sorry, I can make no promises. / Plop! / ? / Well now. How about that. You finally managed to pull it off. / Swat! |
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I bet it's been ten years since we had a good snowball fighting, hillside sledding, snow cream making... snow. / Yep. I think you're right. It's been about ten years. / We could cast a snow spell. / Now kitten, you got to have a mighty good reason to work a spell. / What? Snow cream isn't a good reason? |
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Okay, if I cast a snow spell, then kids get out of school and parents get off of work. People will be able to enjoy on of nature's wonders. / Snow makes people happy. That's reason enough to make it snow isn't it? / A Singapore sling makes people happy. Frozen slush makes them homicidal. / You are a weird cat. / Look who's talking. |
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Here's the snow spell I came across earlier. All I need is a single white rose, which I have... / Hmm. Stealing from Madam's collection. Yet another reason for her to be furious with you. / You know. No matter how I try to rationalize this, it's still a selfish thing to do. / But I really want to see it snow. / Tsk tsk. Oh the crosses we must bear. |
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I'm going to make it snow. / Fools rush in, so they say. / You have a point. Maybe... / Oh go ahead. Spread your wings a bit. / Before you begin however... / What? / Let me check my food stock. If we do get buried under tons of snow I certainly do not wish to run out of any of the necessities. |
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A spell for snow: Pure light, ancient white / Hear the silence, feel the night / The fire is so delightful, and there is really no place to go, / Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. / Don't knock it. The thing just might work. |
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WEDN, we play the music of paradise. / Yes, I know it's corny. What do you want? / Snow? Are you out of your mind? It's almost 50 degrees outside. It can't be... / ... snowing? |
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If you looked outside your window this morning, then you were as surprised as we were. / Folks, this storm has literally appeared from nowhere. Here in New Hanover county we have ten to fifteen inches of the white stuff. / Needless to say, if you don't have to go out, stay inside... / Chelsea Chattan! Get in here! / Girl, I told you not to work a spell unless you have a good reason. / Oops. / I'm sorry. I... I guess I got carried away. / You got carried away? Child there is near about a foot of snow out there! / A foot? Wow. / Now don't gloat. You can't gloat when you done wrong. / Okay. / A foot of snow on her first try. Now if that ain't something. / I thought we weren't going to gloat. |
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Je-sus kee-reist!! What is all this?!! / It was freakin' 50 degrees yesterday. Somebody tell me what's going on. What is all this? / Splat!! / It's snow. |
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Don't you like this? Snow is magical. Snow is pure. Snow is really, really cool. / You can hear it. Listen to the snow. It sings... / Slosh! / It sings all right. Like a pig in heat. |
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So, why are we walking to the radio station? / It'll take an hour to get the bus out of the snow and then it'll take another half an hour for the thing to warm up. / Besides, it's only six minutes to the station as the crow flies... / Skreee!! / Uh, yeah, flying would be a really good idea about now. |
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That c-car... headed straight for... us! / Yaaahhh!!!! / Yaaaahhh!!!! / Whatdoyaknow. / Crash!! Boom!!! Tink. Bam!! Crackle!! |
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Hey Lady, you okay? / I-I don't know. I think so. I hit your friend. Is he... okay? / Hey Jubal! You dead or what!? / Yes. / He's okay... want a smoke? |
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What's up? / Oh, I dunno. / I think it's snowing in my head. / You break anything? / I... I don't think so. / Too bad. Try and fake something when they come for you. We'll get more out of the settlement. |
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Grandma? Are you still mad at me? / I ain't mad kitten, but I AM disappointed. Magik ain't something to play with and you know better. / I know. I guess I was so... eager to prove myself. I was impatient. / It's hard to resist, but you have to remember, there are always consequences to what we do. / That's why you really got to be sure about the spells you work. / Knock! Knock! Knock! / Cynthia? Child what are you doing in all this mess? / There's been an accident. It's... Jubal. / Paul called me from the hospital... / What? What happened? / It's because of all this freaky snow... Jubal and Wald were walking... / Chels... Jubal was run over... / By a car. / I think I'm gonna throw up. |
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Love is the drug that I'm thinking of... / Hello Mr. McRae, I'm here to draw some blood from you. / You're cute for a vampire. / I see they've already given you something for pain. / Love drugs baby! Love is the drug... |
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Hello, I am Dr. Brody. / Hey! Just like the police chief in Jaws. / Yes, just like the police chief in Jaws. / Da-dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum... / Please, Mr. McRae. / Da-dum. / I must remember my Hippocratic oath. |
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Mr. McRae, you... / Jubal, call me Jubal. / Mr. McRae, you have a very bad sprain in your wrist and a few abrasions, however... / You are in pretty good condition to have been struck head on by a car going sixty miles an hour. / Is that what Wald told you all? Gotta love him. Always thinking of his friends when he's trying to scam somebody. |
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Okay, this is what happened. The car skidded on the icy road, out of control. I tried to get out of the way, but the side view mirror tagged my hand. Then I stumbled and fell. / Then the car plowed into a tree. The lady driving it is probably in worse shape than I am. / She's fine. Just a few cuts and bruises. / I really don't want to sue her, but Wald says we need a new television. What can ya do? |
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Mr. McRae, you need to keep that wrist wrapped and elevated. / We will send you home with some medication for pain. / Oh Boy! / This is only for when you are IN pain. / Rats. |
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Now, I've got the insurance information, medical, family and work history all completed for my brother. / Now can I SEE my brother? / Sure. / Let's go home. |
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Is he okay? Is Jubal okay? / Nobody's asked me to be a pallbearer yet, so I guess so. / Jubal? Wha? I - I thought you were hurt? / Nope, I'm fine. This is just the next fashion to replace piercing. / I thought you were REALLY hurt, near dead. / At least that is what we were all told. / Hey, it looks good on an insurance claim. / Are you disapointed? I could run out into traffic if you want. / You hush. / Y'know Wald, I'm not going to sue that lady who it me. It wasn't her fault. It was an accident, because of the snow. / Wha??? / What about my television? I want a new TV! Think of it! Those "Charmed" babes on a 56 incher! Jubal!!! |
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How have you been? / Good. Fine. I think. / Um, Jubal, could you come to the house with me. There's something I need to talk to you about. / Can't we talk here? / I need to work up the nerve and, uh, fresh air would help a lot. |
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