The Plan

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At the tavern, the Londinium fiends are drying up from what happened.

Lady Peasoup: It's downright dangerous getting all wet like this.

Duchess: We done had our bath in 24 hours!

Lady Peasoup sneezed. Dr Terminus and Hoagy came into the tavern.

Girls: Bless you, Lady Peasoup

Terminus: Excuse me, folks. I witnessed what happened today, and I'm completely sympathetic with you.

Kit: What's "sympathetic" mean?

Terminus: I'm Doc Terminus. Like to talk to you.

Lady Peasoup: Doc, I got this here pneumonia. Sit down.

As he sits down, Lady Peasoup sneezes on him.

Girls: Bless you, Lady Peasoup.

Lady Peasoup: I got this terrible ache in my back!

Terminus: Good. What's rightfully yours is rightfully yours. Now, you want Dick, right?

All: Right!

Terminus: I want the dragon.

All: The dragon?

They laughed at this.

Lady Peasoup: Wait, wait, wait a minute. Now I got a stitch in my side.

Lord Ffogg: You really want the dragon?

Terminus: Very much.

Daisy: Well, then, what are you willing to give for it?

Terminus: The help you need getting Dick. I'll need the same kind of help getting the dragon.

They laugh.

Lady Peasoup: Now I think the pain's in my head!

Terminus: Have we got a deal?

Kit: Sure. We scratch your back, you scratch ours.

Terminus: The boathouse at sunset.

Rosamond: Doc. What you gonna do with a dragon?

Terminus: Maybe put him on a ranch, breed him? Big stud fees. (She looks confused. At the docks...) Ahoy. Ahoy. Here. How would you like to make the fishing good again?

Fisherman: How do we do that?

Terminus: Catch that dragon! Set a trap for him, throw a net over him, drag him away. Goodbye, Elliott. Hello, fish. Sunset, the boathouse. Spread the word.

Fisherman 1: Okay.

Fisherman 2: Right.

Fisherman 3: It's a good idea.

Fisherman 4: Yeah.

Later on a windy, thunderous night, the fishermen and the girls are carrying a net into the boathouse.

Terminus: Get back! Get back!

Lady Peasoup and Lord Ffogg are coming in with a harpoon.

Lady Peasoup: Dr. Terminus! Here's that there harpoon you wanted!

Terminus: Good! Put it right over there!

Lady Peasoup: Now you just remember our bargain!

Terminus Okay, I want separate trip lines on the primary tarp, the secondary net and on the tertiary.

Duchess: Tertiary? What's that?

Lady Peasoup: Dragon medicine.

They laughed.

Terminus: Okay, fix it.

Hoagy: We've done it!

Terminus: Don't signal till you're... (the net fell on them) Get this net up off of me! Will you get this... Will you get this net up! Up! Up! Now, I've got to go and get that kid. You rehearse this and make it run like clockwork or else.

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