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Scene 9 - Ferrari
Watson is driving along slowly.
Wallaby is tied to the front of
the Ferrari by a rope, and is leading the way.
Holmes (puzzled): The thing
that does not fit…is…a motive. For the life of me I cannot find one.
Bre: I wish I could help…
The Ferrari inches along behind the wallaby
The company begins to hear noises coming from the trunk
Marian (muffled): Noooo! PANCAKES!!!!
Mary (muffled): But I’m hungry!
Marian (muffled): Miiiine!
Amy (muffled): OW
Watson: I do wonder what is
going on back there.
Wallaby (stops in the middle of the road)
Watson stops the car so as not to run over the wallaby
Bre: What now?
Watson: The wallaby has stopped.
Grace: Maybe it’s tired.
Everyone stares ahead blankly, waiting for the wallaby to move.
Holmes: Enough of this nonsense. (jumps out of car and goes to wallaby)
Wallaby (dashes off)
Holmes: Bre! Did you not take sufficient care to fasten the rope securely?
Bre (hesitantly): Uuuum….
Grace (glares at Bre)
Holmes (exasperatedly sighs and dashes off after the wallaby)
Nobody moves or says anything
Watson: We should follow him.
Watson begins to accelerate and catches up to Holmes before slowing down. They drive beside Holmes as he runs to catch the wallaby
Watson (shouts): Any luck, old boy?
Holmes (panting): No.
Watson: Too bad…
Bre (rolls eyes)
Grace: Get in the car, Holmes!
Holmes (jumps in the car)
The company moves quickly in the direction of the wallaby
After a time, they come upon an old house, which they see the wallaby enter
Bre: What is this place?
Holmes (darkly): This…is the lair…of…Mr. Phace.
Everyone gasps
EXEUNT
