Gardienne: I like your pants Valkyon: Thanks, they were 50% off
Gardienne: I’d like them 100% off
Valkyon: The store can’t just sell free stuff
Gardienne: No, that’s not what I-
Valkyon: That’d be a terrible way to run a business
Rey’s interrogation from Act IV, Scene II of William Shakespeare’s the Force Doth Awaken by Ian Doescher.
Where am I?
—Thou art welcome as my guest.
Where are the others, all my comrades true?
What hast thou done with them? Are they herein?
The comrades, ha! Thou meanest all the thieves,
The murtherers and traitors thou call’st friends?
Their treachery doth mock thy loyalty,
Their gross dishonor doth negate thy honor.
Thou shalt be wholly comforted to know
I have no knowledge of their whereabouts.
Yet let us speak of them no more. Instead,
’Tis thy mind that doth bring me interest:
Much like an open book, I look inside
And scan its contents like so many words.
Thy thoughts are clear: thou’d happ’ly see me dead.
If ’tis the story thou dost read therein,
’Tis but the consequence of being hunted
By one who hides beneath a coward’s mask.