(There's some very passionate kissing going on.)
CAROLYN:
I must say, Apollo, the way you ape human behaviour is remarkable, but there are some other things I must know.
Your evolutionary patterns and your social development.
APOLLO:
My what?
CAROLYN:
I'm sure they're unique.
I've never encountered a specimen like you before.
APOLLO:
I am Apollo.
I've chosen you.
CAROLYN:
I'm sure that's very flattering, but I must get on with my work now.
APOLLO:
Your work?
CAROLYN:
I'm a Scientist.
My particular specialty
is ancient civilisations,
relics, and myths.
Surely you know I've only
been studying you.
APOLLO:
I don't believe it.
You Love Me.
CAROLYN:
Love You? Be logical.
I'm not some simple shepherdess you can awe.
Why, I could no more love you
than I could love a new species of bacteria.
APOLLO:
Carolyn! I forbid you to go.
I order you to stay.
CAROLYN:
Is that the secret of your power over women, the thunderbolts you throw?
(She walks away, and a strong wind begins to blow. Thunder rumbles.)
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