Act Two, Scene Six
The road. MARY, CUTHBERT, MELT and DR BUTLER enter. MELT has become more of a chair.
Mary: Which way now?
Dr Butler: (looking back and forth). This way, I think. (She steps forwards then halts). Or maybe it’s this way.
Mary: We’re not lost again, are we?
Dr Butler: Not lost, just taking a moment to assess the situation.
Cuthbert: (to Mary). We’re lost.
Mary: (exasperated). We don’t have time for this; Melt Is getting worse by the minute.
Melt: I can’t feel my intestines.
Cuthbert: (intrigued). Could you ever feel your intestines?
Melt: That’s beside the point; I can’t feel them now.
Mary: Doctor, we need to go.
Dr Butler: And what would you have me do? Ask for directions?
Mary: There’s no need to be facetious.
Dr Butler: Then stop stating the bleeding obvious.
Cuthbert: Mary does not state the bleeding obvious.
Dr Butler: Oh, no, sorry, she’s a model of subtlety and sophistication.
Melt: Will you three cut it out? I’m turning into furniture.
ODR and TRUSTEES enter.
ODR: Well, that should simplify things. Although it will look a bit odd on the paperwork.
Dr Butler: You!
ODR: Dr Butler, we meet again.
Mary: Do you know this man?
Dr Butler: Ah, yes … we had a little … liaison … on an Open Day several years back.
ODR: (conspiratorially to MELT). It wasn’t just the furniture that was made of wood that night. (MELT looks disgusted).
Dr Butler: Representative, what are you doing here?
ODR: I’m afraid you’re all under arrest. If you would like to come with me quietly, there’ll be no need for this to get nasty.
Cuthbert: You can’t fool us; your goons have tried this already. There’s nothing you can do to make us move: your red tape means you can’t even touch us.
ODR: I believe you will find that that red tape has been quite convincingly cut. I now possess full DSU authority, and I have the forms in triplicate to prove it.
Dr Butler: Let me see that.
ODR hands DR BUTLER a copy of the form, DR BUTLER, MARY and CUTHBERT study it.
Mary: He’s right, you know.
Dr Butler: Yes, it seems so. The devils.
Cuthbert: So, what do we do?
Dr Butler: (pause). Run!
DR BUTLER, MARY, CUTHBERT and MELT exit.
ODR: After them, you fools; don’t let them get away.
ODR and TRUSTEES exit.
DR BUTLER, CUTHBERT and MELT enter.
Dr Butler: I think we lost them.
Melt: Shame, I could have done with a good fight: I’m feeling quite stiff.
Cuthbert: (looking around). Where’s Mary?
Dr Butler: The Representative must have caught her.
Cuthbert: We’ve got to rescue her.
Dr Butler: Oh no, no way. The Trustees are not to be messed with. No, we need to get to the Door.
Cuthbert: But they’ll kill her.
Dr Butler: No, they won’t, not while we’re still running free.
Cuthbert: So, we’re just going to leave her.
Dr Butler: I never said that. If we can get to the Door, we can negotiate Mary’s return. You’ll see, the Trustees will bring Mary to us.
Cuthbert: All right, but if you’re wrong, I’ll smash you round the head with Melt.
Enter MARY, running on.
Mary: Lost them. Damn, I’ve lost everyone.
ODR: Not quite everyone.
Mary: You! Who are you? Where are my friends?
ODR: Your friends are quite safe, for now. As for whom I am, I am your Open Day Representative, I am your guide, counsellor, and friend.
Mary: Like Klute you are.
ODR: I’m sorry you think like that, because I really am on your side. In time, you may come to see that. Unfortunately, time is the one thing we don’t have (he produces a gun), so I’m afraid we’re going to have to play it this way.
Mary: Are you going to kill me?
ODR: Oh no, I’m talking you to the edge of the Bubble, to the Door.
ODR: Because I think your friends would be most disappointed if you didn’t make an appearance. Especially, I am led to believe, would Cuthbert.
Mary: You leave him alone, he’s done nothing wrong.
ODR: Maybe not, but justice is blind. Now, we’ve wasted enough time here, let’s go.