Bell Book and Candle Page #5

I've come to a decision.

I'll publish your book. Tell you the truth,

I wouldn't think of not publishing it.

I've watched everything from arthritis

to the Dead Sea hit the best seller list.

Why not this? Great, boy.

You'll never regret it.

Well, this calls for a little celebration.

I think I'll join you.

This is just

an amazing coincidence.

Only the other night, Gillian was asking

me if I'd like to meet Mr. Redlitch.

It was in this room, wasn't it?

Remember?

Toast.

"Ring the bell, close the book,

quench the candle."

That's how they used to exorcise them,

put them out of business.

In medieval times, of course.

Of course, of course.

Tell me, Mr. Redlitch,

is it safe to write about all this?

- Aren't you afraid of reprisals?

- As a matter of fact, I am.

But, you see, there's a woman

very high up in the movement.

If I can find her,

I hope to get her on my side.

- Who's that?

- It's a Mrs. de...

Ah. I can't tell you.

Oh, Mrs. de Passe?

[Meows]

How do you know that?

I heard someone mention her name

at the- at the Zodiac.

They say she smokes cigars

made of seaweed.

Sounds like her all right. Sure hope I can locate her.

I'm going to start looking tonight.

[Clears Throat]

[Clears Throat] [Purring]

Hasn't this cat got

anything better to do?

Couldn't you give him

something to read?

[Continues Purring]

[Gillian] I'll put him out.

[Clearing Throat, Sniffing]

I don't know.

There's something about that cat.

- They make excellent familiars.

- [Shepherd] Familiars?

Almost all witches have them- pets who

have to carry out their master's bidding.

Shep, you did say we're going dancing,

didn't you? Oh, oh! Yes, yes!

Oh, my! I forgot.

I've got something on the stove upstairs.

Don't dance all night.

Good-bye.

Yes, I've got to go too. I'll get my coat.

[Shepherd Clears Throat]

Turn off the lamps, won't you, Shep?

Oh, surely.

Sorry we have to run,

Mr. Redlitch. Oh.

I don't like him looking

for Mrs. de Passe.

Put him off the track.

Yeah.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

Mr. Redlitch, what you said

is terribly interesting.

If wonder if you'd mind

if I walked along with you?

Oh, that's a wonderful idea.

Maybe we can stop some place

and have a little drink.

I know just the spot- a little

bar called the Mumbo Jumbo. Oh.

Keep in touch with me now.

Oh, don't worry.

I'll touch you for an advance.

[Chuckles]

That's a little play on words.

Good night.

Good night.

Quite a fellow, that Redlitch.

I thought you'd be interested in meeting him.

Don't forget your shoes.

Here. The amazing part about it, I think he

really believes there are such things as witches.

Just so he doesn't think I'm one.

Yeah.

[Chuckles] Now, now, we're

going dancing. Remember?

Yeah, yeah. But first...

Why do we have to go dancing?

I like it here.

You'll be back.

You bet I will.

[Meowing]

Let's see now.

Laundry, hotel room, mon-money.

Barbershop. A good barber.

A little trim. Not too much.

And a typewriter.

I've got to get a typewriter.

I'll loan you mine.

Really?

Yep. That's very friendly.

Thank you.

Listen, you know something?

There's one thing that you might...

need I%ah.

He's closed.

And that would be a collaborator.

[Scoffs]

No, I mean it. Someone that could

really scout around for you.

[Mumbling] You know,

get some dope for you.

Let you in on some things.

Let me in?

Yeah.

Listen. I am as in as anybody...

but one of them himself could be.

And if I got you one of them

to collaborate with?

Uh, that would be different.

Would you split 50-50?

Su-Sure.

Be worth it.

Uh-huh.

[Scoffs] You're naive, boy.

They're very tight with

their trade secrets.

They wouldn't- I could never

get near a deal like that.

You are nearer than you think.

See them?

Watch.

[Snaps Fingers]

[Horn Blaring]

[Blaring Continues]

[Mouthing Words]

[Blaring Stops]

You.

[Chuckling]

[Orchestra:
Romantic Ballad]

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You know, you get better

all the time.

So do you.

Your nose is cold.

Mmm. I'm cold-blooded.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

[Phone Rings]

That's not fair.

[Ringing Continues]

Hello.

Oh, Nicky, what is it?

I know I haven't.

I've been busy. Quite busy.

No, no, not the way you think.

Just busy.

Now, what do you want?

Very well then.

Say it over to me,

and I'll correct you.

- That's it.

- [Tea-kettle Whistling]

Oh, just a minute, Nicky.

The water's boiling.

Shep, will you? Oh, sure.

[Whistling Continues]

Nicky, no, not now, I tell you.

I'm not alone. No, nothings going on.

[Whistling Stops]

Just what do you want

to know all this for?

What?

What do you mean

you're working with Redlitch?

No. Look, I've got to hang up now.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Gil, where's the tea?

Oh. Oh, the tea.

Just a minute.

Where's the tea?

Right here.

Oh, there it is.

Gil?

Hmm?

When are we going

to get married?

Oh.

Well, I must have missed

a chapter somewhere.

After the last two weeks,

you can't say this is so sudden.

No. No, but I just...

Well, I hadn't

thought of marriage.

Darling,

that's the man's remark usually.

Gil, I-I've really got it bad.

I've let everything slide.

I have a pile of unopened

manuscripts in my office this high.

I can't stay in my office

for wanting to get to you.

I'm going crazy.

We can't go on like this. Shep.

Shep, that's the woman's

remark usually. No, no.

Why don't you get your shoes?

I'm sure they're dry. Wait a minute.

Why are you ducking this?

Tell me. I'm serious.

Shep, I just don't think I'm cut

out for marriage. That's all.

Why not? Well, because of

the way that I've lived...

selfishly and restlessly,

one thing after another.

You make it sound so-

I don't mean affairs.

What does it mean then?

I don't understand.

It's just that...

It's just that my life

has been sort of,

well, disreputable.

At least,

seen through your eyes.

Well- I'm cynical,

and I'm jealous

and I'm vindictive.

I don't believe that.

Well, it's true.

Shep

I have always lived

for and by the special,

not the ordinary.

Why, I've never even

thought of marriage.

Well, it would mean giving up

a whole way of thinking...

behaving...

a whole-whole existence.

I don't know if I could.

But I wish I could.

Oh, Gil...

Shep, why don't you take this and

the tea into the other room? What?

I'll get your shoes.

Oh, I wonder, I wonder.

I wonder if I could.

Suppose he found out afterwards?

[Meows]

Don't look at me like that.

I will if I want to.

Shep, I will.

I'd like to hear that again.

I will. I want to.

And I'll be different from now on, I swear.

I don't want you any different.

But I want to be. I want to be quite different.

No, I won't stand for it.

[ Man Vocalizing]

[ Organ ] [vocalizing]

[Singing In French]

[Typing]

;, ' [Singing Continues]

Hey, surprise!

You're quite a stranger.

Makin' hay, huh?

[Laughs] Boy, we are.

Shep promised Redlitch

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