Script

MAYOR SHINN

That man is a spellbinder. I want his credentials.


(TOMMY tries to run away. HAROLD stops him and brings him to the CONSTABLE).

CONSTABLE

Thank you, Professor.

TOMMY

Jeazle Petes, lemme go.

MAYOR SHINN

You watch your frazalogy. And stay away from my oldest girl. Hill, I’ll talk to you Monday morning about this band thing.

(aside to CONSTABLE)

I want that spellbinder’s credentials.

(MAYOR SHINN exits.)

HAROLD

Constable. I’ll be responsible for the boy.

(looks around)

Oh, young lady. What’s your name?

ZANEETA

Zaneeta. I don’t have any idea you was beckoning me. Ye Gads.

HAROLD

Tommy, this is Zaneeta. Escort the young lady home – by way of the candy kitchen.

(HAROLD slyly passes TOMMY a few coins.)

TOMMY

(excited)

Do I hafta?

HAROLD

You hafta.

TOMMY

Yes sir!

ZANEETA

Ye Gads.