Enter GLOUCESTER, and a peasant dressed like EDGARGLOUCESTER
When shall we come to the top of that same hill?PEASANT
You do climb up it now: look, how we labour.Peasant drags Gloucester into the air. The two are flying.GLOUCESTERAside
We actually climb? It should be flat according to the script…PEASANT
Hark, do you hear the sea?GLOUCESTER
I do. This is passing strange.
Let go my hand.
Here, friend, 's another purse; in it a jewel
Well worth a poor man's taking: fairies and gods
Prosper it with thee! Go thou farther off;
Bid me farewell, and let me hear thee going.PEASANT
Now fare you well, good sir.Lets Gloucester fall to the floor.GLOUCESTER
O you mighty gods!
This world I do renounce, and, in your sights,
Shake patiently my great affliction off.Dies. Curtain.DIRECTOR
Could the killers look at the script before they murder people? We're never going to get through Act V at this rate.Sabrar
Good news, sir. That LaserGuy we killed earlier this Act just disappeared in a puff of ectoplasm. I'm sure that's not normal.Gopher of Pern
But poor SirGabriel broke his neck when he started strangely flying through the scene. I think there was foul play there.Madge
He seems to have been a good friend of bessie. That probably means he was O.K.kalira
Though we have eliminated a lot of bad people, I fear for the success of the play.SirGabriel is dead. He was a mason.
LaserGuy is dead. He was a roleblocker for the Phantoms of the Theater.
Six players remain. 4 to hammer. Deadline on Friday. Deadline clock.