Chemical Wedding Page #5

a queen all the time

You get your money's worth

By day, you'd say

It's her second time on earth.

- Dr. Haddo.

- The Earl of Boleskine.

I haven't prepared

anything for tonight.

What have you done to your hair?

And who is

this charming young lady?

This is my sister stella.

she's helping out.

Not that much help.

My back's bad.

How very fortunate.

I happen to know an ancient ritual

which redirects

the body's chi to the spine.

Never fails.

Dr. Haddo is very clever.

( laughs )

Dean:

But until you figure it out,

no one is to go

into that suit, understand?

That suit is a danger.

Look, I understand.

It's just-- it's not real.

It's an illusion.

Dean:
Well, whatever it is,

it's caused a serious injury here.

Who was in that suit last?

I was, at Cal Tech.

so this was the first time

it was linked with our computer?

- Uh, l--

- Yes, Doctor?

Well, it seems that traumatic

shock initiated a heart attack.

Dean:

Well, is he going to be all right?

The heart will recover, but...

the brain appears frozen.

something seems to have caused

a complete shutdown of the senses.

( bell jingling )

Her back is cured.

That's amazing.

Now for the ceremony. We shall be

performing the Pentecostal Eucharist.

- Not the--

- Only 12 initiates will be admitted.

There are some

important items that I need--

some of them quite expensive.

- Yes.

- I shall also require the key

to the upstairs room.

Neither you nor anyone else

will enter without my permission.

Do you understand?

( bell jingles )

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Where's Victor?

- He just grabbed his coat and went.

- What's going on?

- There's been an accident.

There's something seriously wrong

with the program.

It's generating a tremendous

amount of information.

Information? Is that bad?

No. Yes.

What are you doing here?

Nothing. I-- look at this.

- You didn't write this, did you?

- I wouldn't write in your books.

It's not my book, I just--

it doesn't matter.

I just don't understand

why it's veering off like this.

It was working perfectly fine

when I was last in the suit.

Well, you weren't

the last person in the suit.

Yeah, I was, at Cal Tech.

No, Victor had someone in it

the other night.

Victor's out of his mind.

Out of his mind he may be,

but he had someone in that suit...

and I know who it was.

- It was Dr. Haddo.

- Dr. Haddo?

I'd recognize that stutter anywhere.

What stutter?

- The astral plane.

- What?

The astral plane-- that's where

he got the information about you--

when he was in the suit--

from the computer.

Dean:

so, for some mad reason,

you think Dr. Haddo

believes himself

to be the reincarnation

of Aleister Crowley?

Yes.

What do you make of that, symonds?

Didn't he mumble something about being

the reincarnation of Count Cagliostro?

Count Cagliostro,

Ko Hsuan, Eliphas Levi--

exactly the same people that Crowley

claimed to be in his previous lives.

I'm surprised he doesn't think

he's Napoleon and George lll as well.

You know what Oscar Wilde

said about him:

"Aleister Crowley is a madman

who thinks he's Aleister Crowley."

I don't see how any of this

excuses or justifies

what has happened to Professor Brent.

Dr. Haddo was in the suit

before Professor Brent.

- In the suit?

- Yes.

see, I believe Victor

somehow introduced information

in from the Z93.

Information?

What sort of information?

My guess is, amongst other things,

energy coordinates

that specifically relate to Crowley.

Fanlight Fanny,

the frowsy nightclub queen.

Mr. Crowley,

my name is Ruby.

Rene sent me

from the massage parlor.

I've got a wedding dress

and a white veil.

step this way.

You look like the fairy

off the top of a Christmas tree.

More than 12 days late.

Not at all.

You know

what those 12 days are?

Looking to take

the decorations down?

Jesus Christ was born

on January the 6th.

December the 25th was

the old Pagan winter solstice.

They were sun worshippers, you see.

It was the Emperor Constantine

who pushed Christmas back

to December the 25th.

so all those Christian simpletons

are really worshipping the sun.

I'm not a simpleton.

stand here.

- ( cloth tears )

- ( gasps )

Redhead, my ass.

This your idea?

No, it was Rene's.

"What fools these mortals be."

- ( rips )

- ( groans )

( gasps )

He thinks I'm crazy.

He won't believe that Haddo

could be programmed by a computer.

Well, why don't you

get ahold of Haddo?

Or better still, Victor?

The bursar will have his address.

Victor... what's his name?

Newman. I wonder if I could have

a word with you?

It's okay, I'll get Victor's address

from the bursar's office.

- see you later.

- Okay.

Look, I may not know much

about computers,

but I know a hell of a lot

about Aleister Crowley.

Vile locks of deception.

Oh!

Offending filaments,

thy time has come.

- ( razor scraping )

- It's starting to tickle now.

What a fool I was

to trust such vermin.

Oh, scarlet woman,

I wasted time.

"And now doth time

waste me."

- ( scrapes )

- ( gasps )

It must have taken years

to input all this stuff.

But it's just information,

it's not a program.

Victor has got to have

an external key.

Did that mean anything to you?

Hmm, yes, it's all

obvious occult imagery.

How do you know so much

about this stuff?

I met Crowley.

- The original?

- Mmm.

I was a student.

He was an old man.

He was quite a showman,

but underneath he had access

to some extraordinary knowledge.

Have you seen this?

Rites of Eleusis.

It's tonight.

What's this?

- Victor Newman?

- Yes.

- I have a few questions for "Varsity."

- What?

The other night

you had Haddo in the suit.

Whatever you did

affected Dr. Brent, didn't it?

- The ghost in the machine.

- Where's Haddo now?

- Haddo's been possessed...

- Possessed?

...by the greatest spiritual leader

of modern times.

Aleister Crowley.

The Aeon of Horus,

his second coming.

In Haddo's body?

The ultimate transplant.

That's just not possible.

Then tonight the chosen

Where? How?

E equals MC-squared.

What's that supposed to mean?

Reverse it, what do you get?

Mass times the speed of light

squared equals energy.

The creation of matter

from thin air.

You don't believe that.

Victor:
Einstein did.

( hammer pounding )

Coming.

( keys jingling )

( screaming )

Hey, how come he's allowed in?

sorry, strictest instructions.

He's one of the 12.

But I've come all the way

from Glastonbury.

Oh, Mathers, oh, I'm glad you came.

You can be a witness.

It'll change your life.

No one's supposed to go in.

Crowley, I've got it.

- Did he say Crowley?

- Yes, I think so.

( thunder crashing )

sip the wine

which represents the holy blood.

sip the wine

which represents the holy blood.

sip the wine

which represents the holy blood.

sip the wine

which represents the holy blood.

sip the wine

which represents the holy blood.

( glass shatters )

( heart thumping loudly )

( door opens )

Crowley:

Let the Holy Ghost descend.

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