Rev. - The Lord of the Dance
Angel and Lorne are hitching a ride on the back
of one of the pasty faced villager's donkey carts.
They jump off as the cart passes in front
of the dwelling of Lorne's Family.
Lorne :
Boy. I'd give my left horn
to not have to do this.
We see a group of Lorne's relatives, apparently engaged
in some kind of horse play, in front of their dwelling.
Lorne :
Hi-de-ho!
The big figure in the middle of the gathering
turns around to look towards them.
Unlike the other demons of Lorne's kind
we've seen so far, this one sports
a full beard in addition to the
usual attributes of his race.
Lorne :
Guess who's back.
Bearded-Demon :
Krevlorneswath?
Can it be True?
I've often prayed that
I might look again
upon your face.
Lorne:
Well, you're in luck then.
The bearded demon spits
in Lorne's face.
Bearded-Demon :
You have shamed Our Clan
and betrayed your kind.
Lorne dabs at the spit with a handkerchief.
Lorne :
Thanks, Mom.
Angel's head snaps up
and he mouths 'Mom?'
Mom :
Each morning before I feed I go out into the hills
where the ground is thorny and parched,
beat my breast and curse the loins that
gave birth to such a cretinous boy-child!
Lorne (spreading his hands) :
My Mother.
Mom :
Your Father was right.
We ate the wrong son.
Lorne :
Well, enough of this sentimental reminiscing.
Just a couple of quick questions, then I'll skeddadle.
You remember back around five years ago
when I first disappeared - Did you
notice anything - odd?
Mom:
We noticed feasting and celebrations.
Your Brother Numfar Did the Dance of Joy
for three moons --
Numfar! Do the
Dance of Joy.
Numfar (who is, btw played by none other
but Joss Whedon himself) starts some
weird dance routine, which includes some kicks and hops
as well as tapping himself repeatedly on the head.
Lorne:
Actually what I meant was more along the lines of
a strange flashing, kind of a weird pulsating...
(aside to Angel) You remember when I said
We Didn't have Music in My World?
Wish I could say the same
about The Dancing.
(Back to his mom) …lights. Really you couldn't
have missed it. Big, bendy, swirly...
Mom :
No longer Do the Dance
of Joy, Numfar!
Lorne: "Nothing like that at all then."
Mom: "Now take your cow and get off my lawn!"
Landok: "That is no cow."
Landok pushed Lorne rudely out of the way and claps Angel on the shoulder.
Landok: "My friend! It is good to see you again. I would have perished in your strange world were it not for your bravery."
Angel shifts on his feet and throws a look over at Lorne.
Mom: "You know Krevlorneswath's cow?"
Landok: "He's Angel! The brave and noble drokken k*ller."
Angel: "Just Angel is really..."
Landok: "He is as valiant and courageous a warrior as I have ever known."
Mom: "Then he shall be welcome in our home and we shall will him. (Lorne's mouth drops open) Numfar! Do the dance of honor."
Numfar launches into another series of leaps and gestures, including the bunny-hop.
Lorne: "Landok, hi. Say, the drokken k*ller and I have a few itty-bitty portal queries and then we'll..."
Two relatives come up and pull Angel's coat off.
Landok: "We shall adorn my gallant friend in raiments befitting a warrior, that our neighbors may know of his valor."
Angel watching them take his coat into the house: "Uh, guys - no wire hanger because that's leather!"
Two other are dropping a necklace around his neck and drape an elaborate cape over his shoulders.
Angel: "Oh. Guys, hey, - all this isn't really... (Another relative holds a mirror up in front of him) Nice! He-hey!"
Looks over at Lorne while adjusting the cape.
Landok: "Come! You will be our guest of honor at the village feast. There you will tell the tale of your bravery and courage against the vicious drokken."
Landok leads a smiling Angel away.
Angel: "Hey, now, about the hair - do you think that..."
Lorne shakes his head and looks over at Numfar, still hopping around.
Lorne: "Why, it's the homecoming I always dreamed of."
Follows the others, leaving the dancing Numfar behind.
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