MirrorMask Page #4

If you come back.

Right.

Look at that.

- Halt! You shall not pass.

- I bet I shall.

- Riddle.

- Riddle?

Answer my riddle,

and only then you can pass.

Fail, and I devour you, bones and all!

"What walks on four legs in the morning,

two legs in the afternoon...

"and three legs in the evening?"

William. He's a performing dog.

No. The answer is "man!"

No. I think you'll find it's William.

I saw him. He was on four legs in the

morning, two legs in the afternoon show...

and limping on three in the evening

because he hurt his paw.

He can skateboard, too.

My go. Okay.

"What's green...

"hangs on the wall and whistles?"

- Do you give in?

- No. Let me think about it.

Okay. You just have a really good think...

and I will be back in a bit.

Oh, no.

- You shall not pass!

- Right. Riddle.

If you've got it, you want to share it.

If you share it, you haven't got it.

Look, I haven't got all day!

Will you give in?

All right. What is it?

- It's a secret.

- Well, what is it?

It's a secret!

- Please, just tell me.

- Look, an idiot!

Where?

This must be the place.

Hold up! Big change of plans!

Yeah, you weren't coming. Remember?

Look, I think these people

might be able to help us.

Possibly, but it won't be a quick...

"hullo-how's-your-father"

job with those giants, no.

They aren't succinct, like me. No.

You've got to come in low,

share an observation about life...

a bit of banter about erosion or grit...

open them up a bit, and then you're in.

The charges are laid, the fuse is lit,

the conversational excavation under way.

And I'm talking to myself again.

Hello, we are looking for a charm...

to wake the White Queen. Can you help us?

Many...

Many, yes.

...have asked...

where.

Many have asked where the charm is, yes?

- Charm.

- The charm is?

- Charm.

- Is?

Is.

- We have to get out of here.

- Not now. We're onto something.

But we...

Know?

Sadly.

Not sadly, happy. I know where it is

and I'll tell you quickly.

- Solemnly.

- No adjectives, please.

We guard the...

- Charm?

...box.

Look, up there, a little silvery box.

Shadows come.

That was what I was trying to tell you!

If she doesn't get to the end of this

sentence soon, we are dead.

Is the charm in your box?

- For...

- No, not "for," just yes or no.

We...

"We guard the box for the Queen."

We're here for the Queen.

She'll be asleep forever

unless we can find the charm for her!

- We don't even know what it is!

- Come on, time's up, we've got to run.

It's polite conversation or death.

You have to believe us!

They're not listening.

I'm not even sure if they have ears.

The charm is...

the MirrorMask.

Now! Throw it now.

Can't reach.

I can't reach it.

- Get...

- The box?

...higher.

Poor things.

- Well, let's see the charm.

- I don't think that's what it is.

He said the charm was a MirrorMask.

A key.

- It's a start.

- Absolutely. Yeah.

We just have to try the key

in every single lock we pass.

When we find the one that key opens,

we'll know that 10,000 years have passed.

Come on. Think positive. Think of

treasure and all that stuff you like.

You shall not pass.

Unless you tell me the answer to the riddle

you asked me before.

Riddle?

What's green, hangs on a wall

and whistles, remember?

- Right. Yes. So you give up, then?

- Kind of. Not really.

I'm sure I'll know it

when you tell me what it is.

- It's a herring.

- But a herring isn't green!

- You can paint it green.

- A herring doesn't hang on a wall!

- You can nail it to a wall.

- But a herring doesn't whistle!

Come on. I just put that in

to stop it from being too obvious.

The answer to my one is still "a secret."

So we have a key. Just nothing to put it in.

"Get higher." What did she mean by that?

Think!

It's just the interminable ravings of

an unsound and enormous mind, I expect.

Very big. Not very bright.

MirrorMask.

What kind of a thing is a MirrorMask?

Well. It's a...

You know, it's the...

- I've got it!

- Well, tell me.

Yes. We should ask an expert.

Yeah. Like who?

Like whoever owns that place.

Can I help you, dears?

I saw the sign on the door.

We're looking for a mask.

We wondered if you could help us.

Come in, dear, both of you.

I was just about to have tea.

Do you like cakes?

You young people, it's all tea and muffins...

and excitement in your world, I expect.

Just sit anywhere. I'll go and get the tea.

Is Ginger sitting on the chair again?

Just push him off, the daft thing.

It's fine. I'll stand.

Oh, no, he's all right. He won't bite you.

- Just a big old silly.

- How many do you have?

I don't really have them, dear.

But there must be about 30 right now.

Let's see...

Snowdrop, Stripes, Fluffy...

and Ginger, there's Spot, Whiskers...

I don't think so, dear.

What do we do before we eat?

We wash our hands, young lady.

Hygiene.

Go on.

It's down there.

The MirrorMask.

He used to talk about it, of course.

My husband, the late Mr. Bagwell.

Fluffy, don't do that!

Mr. Bagwell used to say that...

the MirrorMask concentrated your desires...

your wishes.

It gave you what you needed.

I remember I said to him...

"Mr. Bagwell,

how can a mask know what you need?"

And he said...

"Cynthia, remember,

I don't know what I'm talking about."

Excuse me.

I was just wondering if you had any more

of those amazing cakes?

I'll go and see, dear.

Thanks.

Why did you have to interrupt her?

Because she's barking mad.

- What does it say?

- "Don't let them see you're afraid."

Don't let who see?

You're not going already, are you, dear?

You know,

I could freshen up the spare room...

- and your jester could sleep in the attic.

- I'm not a jester.

I'm a very important man. I've got a tower.

That's nice, dear.

I'm afraid we are really busy. But thank you.

Here are some cakes for the road.

You never know when you might need them.

And, dear, don't let them see you're afraid.

Absolutely mad as pilchards.

Why do you keep saying you've got a tower?

Because I have.

Where is it?

- Well...

- Do you live in it?

- How big is it?

- Huge, enormous.

Hundreds of rooms. Stairs. Doorknobs.

A scullery.

Possibly more than one scullery, actually.

Right, and...

I can't see it, because...

We're not talking.

What?

We aren't talking.

The tower and I had...

a minor disagreement,

and it left without me.

I said something stupid,

and it just flew off without me.

Why don't you find it and say you're sorry?

Valentines never apologize.

Stupid building.

Buildings never leave without you

where I come from.

Hungry.

- Is this a riddle thing?

- Hungry.

Still hungry.

I've got a plan. Leave this completely to me.

Hello, puss.

I'm out of riddles,

but how about a "knock-knock" joke?

I know the best one in the world.

- The best?

- Absolutely.

You start.

- Knock-knock.

- Who's there?

Keep walking.

Now what do we do?

That was as far as my plan went.

What does it say?

"My pages taste excellent...

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