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Trithemius: Aye, sir, I is just wanting a seat with you fine gentlemen!

Harris: (Warmly) Why not? Certainly, we can make some space for you? (Looking over to
Morrison.)

(Morrison shakes his head, with a look of disapproval, he shifts to his left, followed by
Harris)

Trithemius: (takes a pompous step, descends very slowly onto his seat, crosses his legs with a
very slow pace, straightens the newspaper, and starts reading) (Artificially) HaHaHaHaHa

Harris: Sir?

Trithemius: Reading this always makes me laugh.

Morrison: (To Harris) told you so.

Trithemius: Well, they always miss out the important news.

Harris: Like?

Trithemius: Of course, the mass murder organized by the state!

Morrison: (In a sarcastic tone) Ahh, how could we forget?

Harris: (To Trithemius) well, why do you say so? I don’t think there have been any mass
killings?

Trithemius: Just because it hasn't happened yet does not; why should it mean it can't happen?

Trithemius: I don't think you know me, sir. I is Trithemius the third, a famous seer.

Harris: A seer?
Trithemius: The heavens above have gifted me with the vision of the future! I read the stars,
and the moon, and the sun, and they tell me what shall happen.

Morrison: Yes, I am still waiting for the catastrophe that was supposed to happen in June last
year. (Singing in a mocking tone) "Destruction Destruction Everywhere, Take thy family and
flee!”

(Trithemius tries to interrupt)

Morrison: That’s right, unlike my friend here, I am not new here. I travel through this station
every day, I know what you are, just an old fraud who makes doomsday predictions to get
into people’s pockets.

Harris: Well, let’s see what the man has to say.

(Morrison gives a loud sigh and pulls out his magazine)

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