Oh no!

Morris and Flan, two more of Crater City’s… well, lower paid actors in this metropolis’ security theater.

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Original Script

Jane is startled. Behind her are two heavily armed city watch men, 
rifles raised. Not the same ones that were following them. 
These are lower rank. Flightless.

GUARD 2
Snatches Jane’s fancy dress from her hand.
What have we here?

JANE
That’s my— 

GUARD 1
Kicks her to the ground
Shut it!

Thieving malkintrash. Hahaha...

GUARD 2
Sniffs the dress
Mmm, I’d like to blow the groundsils with the ewe what wore this.

JANE
Suddenly standing again.
Do you know who I am?!

GHOST
Jane, don’t!

GUARD 2
Ha! I think it likes you, Flan.

JANE
Grabs the gun. 
I’m warning you, jacknape!

GUARD 1
Stay back, leper!

BANG!

GHOST
No!