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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Emirikol" data-source="post: 3005060" data-attributes="member: 10638">~ the last unicornKING HAGGARD: I need no servants.SCHMENDRICK: Oh, but surely, Sire, a magician, a fine cook, a -KING HAGGARD: You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.  My "court" consists of four men-at-arms.SCHMENDRICK: Four?  But the pleasures of the court, Sire, the music, the talk, the hunts and the balls and the great feasts - KING HAGGARD: They are nothing to me.  I have known them all, and they have not made me happy.  I will keep nothing near me that does not make me happy!  ...I also keep one magician.SCHMENDRICK (taken aback): Oh, a magician, huh?  What's his name?KING HAGGARD: He is called Mabruk.  He is known in his trade as "the magician's magician".  I can see no reason at all to replace him with some vagrant, nameless, clownish - MOLLY GRUE: I can.  He doesn't, this marvellous Mabruk, doesn't make you happy.SCHMENDRICK: Molly, be still.KING HAGGARD: And how would you know?MOLLY GRUE: Well, just look at you!SCHMENDRICK: Molly! (grabs her to quiet her)KING HAGGARD: Did you hear that, Mabruk?(In a haze of smoke, an old man with harsh eyes {VOICE OF PAUL FREES} appears.  He wears a crown and a spangled robe.)MABRUK: What does your majesty wish of me?  Schmendrick, my dear boy, how nice to see you!  (walks over to Schmendrick)KING HAGGARD: He has come to take your place.  He is now my royal magician.MOLLY GRUE (whispers to Schmendrick): See?SCHMENDRICK: (whispers to Molly) Shhh!MABRUK: The legendary Schmendrick?  "The Runeless Wonder?"  I realize your majesty is a great collector of - oddities, but-KING HAGGARD: The woman is right.  A master magician has not made me happy.  I will see what an incompetent one can do.  You may go, Mabruk.MABRUK (very angry look): I am not packed off as easily as that!(A wind rises in the room.  Lír steps in front of Amalthea, hand on his sword hilt.  Amalthea walks past him.  The mark on her forehead begins to glow.  The wind dies down, and the only sound left is Mabruk's laughing.)PRINCE LIR (puts his hand on Mabruk's shoulder): Come on, old man.  I'll write you areference.MABRUK: (laughs) Haggard, I would not be you for all the world!  You have let your doom in by the front door, but it will not depart that way!  Farewell, poor Haggard!  Farewell... (He laughs and disappears the same way he appeared.)</blockquote>

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