Chemical Wedding Page #6

Aren't we staying?

The 12 apostles will

announce my resurrection.

We must prepare

for the scarlet bride.

Woman:

Aleister Crowley alive!

It was the Beast!

( laughing )

( bell jingles )

( women crying )

( car honks )

- ( rock music playing on radio )

- Do you want to take a drive with me

and check out my sounds?

Can you spare some change?

Bastard!

Your time will come!

Your time will come...

Time! Time!

- Your time will come...

- I'll give you time!

No, master! You'll kill him!

Your time will come

( mutters )

Your time will come

Whoa whoa

Whoa

whoa

Whoa whoa.

Are you all right?

( woman crying )

( people moaning )

( screams )

It's the Beast! The Beast!

- ( glass shatters )

- ( woman screams )

( timer clicks, ticking )

( doorbell rings )

Can I help you?

I thought this was the residence

of Lia with the red hair.

- she's out.

- How very unfortunate.

Maybe Victor and I can go

for a last one at The Green Man,

or perhaps

this charming young lady

might be prevailed upon

to allow us to wait.

There's a chance

she might not be back.

- she's with a friend.

- Ahh.

Well, give her this.

Tell her Mr. Crowley called.

- ( woman crying )

- Just take a seat.

- You have to believe us.

- I saw it!

He was there!

Aleister Crowley alive!

He was the Beast!

That's right. Very good.

And now the bra.

It's so warm on the beach.

You should enjoy the sun.

Take your skirt off.

Don't you agree, my dear?

Yes.

What a very pleasant figure

the young lady has,

eh, Victor?

You must free yourself

of your restrictive knickers.

Am I allowed?

Of course you are.

Clothes are such a burden.

Here,

take this as a present.

I want you to lie on that couch.

And now...

Dr. Victor will give you

a thorough examination.

I want to show you something.

- Hmm?

- symonds gave it to me.

It's a letter Crowley wrote

to Parsons in 1947.

Look at the handwriting.

- It's identical.

- Yeah.

And this book was published

less than five years ago.

Who are you saying wrote this?

- Crowley.

- You don't believe that.

Why not?

There's no scientific principle

that says it's impossible.

We transfer memory

from one computer to the next.

- Why not human memories?

- But you can't think--

What, reincarnation?

Basic tenet of several religions.

so are delusions of grandeur.

Look, I'll confront Haddo

with it tomorrow.

No no no no.

symonds told me that

Crowley could always spot a weakness

and learn how to exploit it.

Are you saying I'm not perfect?

No.

Just promise me you won't go.

( bell tolling )

( keyboard clacking )

she's thinking of me.

Get up!

Let's go home.

What?

she's thinking of me.

What time is it?

Time?!

Time, you imbecile?!

"The innocent and the beautiful

have no enemy but time"!

We have work to do.

she awaits my call.

What's this? Can't sleep?

I've got a new front page.

Your story's already front page.

Everything's changed.

Don't worry, I've laid it out.

Let's have a look.

- How are you all?

- shh.

( whispers )

I'm sorry I spoke.

"Pale or purple,

veiled or voluptuous,

thou who art all the pleasure

of the innermost sense

desire you."

Now the spell to bring her to me.

Hand me my stick.

( thunder crashes )

Get my stick.

You damn fool.

My scarlet woman awaits.

strike.

( grunting )

Harder.

Harder!

Now read.

"Put on the wings

and arouse the coiled splendor

within you:

- Come! Come unto me!"

- "Come!

Come unto me!"

Come!

Come! Come!

Come!

( fax machine rings )

It's for you.

Oh, God!

There's something wrong

with this machine.

It's leaking ink

or solvent or something.

( phone ringing )

Hey, where the hell are you going?

You said you wanted

a photo of Crowley, didn't you?

Crowley?

Crowley? It's Haddo.

( computer beeping )

- ( phone rings )

- "Varsity."

Lia? she just left.

No, she never said.

( doorbell ringing )

( ringing continues )

Ah. Mathers.

( ringing stops )

I thought you were going

to bring the girl with you.

I can't find her anywhere.

- ( whispers ) sh*t.

- What?

Well... it's her hair.

Mathers:
Her hair?

( door creaking )

- symonds:
Do you see that Rafael?

- Mathers:
Yes.

- And that Bellini?

- Mm-hmm.

Ah. And that one there?

All paintings of the Magdelene.

Painted centuries apart.

But do you notice

how something similar?

Perhaps it's more obvious

in that Rosetti.

They all have red hair.

The occult power

of the scarlet woman

was something Crowley

always emphasized.

Crowley:
Behold the place

where I have led you.

Mate in one.

I mean is Haddo playing a role,

or is he actually Aleister Crowley?

How could we tell?

Being possessed

by the spirit of Aleister Crowley,

he wouldn't appear any different

than actually being Aleister Crowley.

( through voice box )

That's nonsense, symonds.

sorry, did we startle you?

I'd like you to meet a friend.

Alex, this is Dr. Mathers.

Alex is in the same field as you--

theoretical physics.

Pleased to meet you, Mathers.

And you, sir.

Remember I told you,

Alex was with me when Crowley died.

He cursed me.

We can't say that for sure, Alex.

( thunder crashing )

( Crowley whispering )

( footsteps approaching )

Well, she was at the college

newspaper earlier,

Ieft a little while ago.

since then nobody's seen her.

Jack Parsons.

Excuse me?

Jack Parsons.

Alex has a theory that

you carried something from Cal Tech.

As Crowley was dying,

Jack Parsons and Ron Hubbard

were performing Crowley's ritual

to produce an elemental.

A moonchild.

Crowley was furious.

At such a time

when all conditions combine--

do you believe in destiny?

Excuse me,

I need to use your phone.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Here we are theorizing.

Yes, of course.

Help yourself. It's over there.

( phone rings )

- Hello?

- Who's that?

This is Dr. Mathers.

I'm with the faculty.

How?

Okay.

What is it? Lia?

There's been an accident.

Wait, I'll drive you.

I'm sorry, sir, but you can't enter.

- Are you Dr. Mathers?

- Yes, I am.

"l will open my mouth in parables.

I will utter things

which have been kept secret

from the foundation of the world."

secrets.

You see, Victor?

Now Romans, 16:
25.

Huh.

"Now to him that is of the power,

according to the revelations

of the mystery

which has been kept secret

since the world began."

The ceremony will begin at 9:00.

Nine, the number of life and death.

Very good, Victor.

You will be the only witness

to secrets hidden from history

since the sphinx aligned with Leo

Got my altar knife?

Now we shall embark

on the greatest

occult event of history.

Will you walk

or shall I get the car?

We'll walk,

- but let us make haste.

- ( thunder rumbling )

I feel a storm coming on.

Police think it was a suicide.

should I have told them?

What, go to the police

about a dream?

Am I being crazy?

Take a look at that

and tell me I'm being crazy.

"Massage Parlor Atrocity.

Police search for a Mr. Crowley

after gruesome crucifixion."

Haddo.

Do you know where he lives?

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