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BARON: Some things never change. (The Baron steps into the light. He turns to speak to Helga.) Good evening, Angel.

HELGA: Charles! (Helga rushes into the Baron's arms.)

ROGI: (Aside.) Hmm, looks like she knows him after all.

HELGA: Charles, it's so good to see you. How long have you been here?

BARON: Since the beginning, Angel. I've been hiding in the shadows keeping an eye on things, and I must say you've made excellent progress, Dr. Graveshousen.

ROGI: (Opening her arms for an embrace.) Baron!

BARON: Hello … Rogi.

HELGA: You know this person?

BARON: I'm afraid I do. Dr. Graveshousen, allow me to present my former assistant … Rogi.

HELGA: So, you're the famous Rogi?

ROGI: That depends on who you talk to, Dr. Graveshousen. Wait a minute … Dr. Graveshousen?

BARON: Helga is an old and very dear friend from my days at university. She was, and is, my Angel of the laboratory.

ROGI: So you're a mad scientist too, huh?

HELGA: I prefer being known as a xeno-pharmacologist.

ROGI: And just what does that mean?

HELGA: Anything I want it to mean.

BARON: Helga specialized in synthesizing psychoactive compounds to reach deep into the subconscious mind.

ROGI: I'm glad I asked.

HELGA: The Baron has asked me for my assistance with a … small problem.

ROGI: And you dropped everything just to join him?

HELGA: I would do anything for Charles.

BARON: But what about you Rogi? What are you doing here?

ROGI: I knew you'd return one day and I … I knew you'd need my help once you did return. When I heard the castle was being reopened I just knew you'd return.

BARON: So you decided to return and make my life even more miserable than it is.

ROGI: Yes! I mean no! I just want to help you, Baron.

BARON: You want to help me?

ROGI: That's all I've ever wanted, Herr Baron.

BARON: If you really want to help … Then leave!!!

ROGI: We've always had a love hate relationship. He just loves to hate me.

HELGA: Baron, as much as I hate to say this, perhaps it would be best if she stayed.

ROGI: Really?

BARON: You have got to be kidding.

HELGA: Emma has come to regard her as something of a pet. And she has already been of use to me without knowing what she was doing.

BARON: She seldom knows what she's doing.

ROGI: Hello? I am still here.

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EDDIE: Ahh, home at last! It was good of you to walk me to the castle, Constable.

CONSTABLE: Ah, it is no trouble at all. And you must call me Timmy.

EDDIE: I must?

CONSTABLE: It would be nice. Anyway, it is nice to get away from the burdens of the job for awhile.

EDDIE: I would have thought things would be nice and quiet around here with the Baron gone.

CONSTABLE: For the most part, but … but there is something I must tell you, Herr Doozlehoff. (The constable looks around to be sure they are alone.)

EDDIE: Yes, Constable?

CONSTABLE: I must tell you … I just love what you have done with the castle. It is so bright, so cheery.

EDDIE: Really? You know … you know you're right. The old barn does look really nice.

CONSTABLE: I am a policeman. I notice these things.

EDDIE: I think Emma should be getting the credit for this. I've been so busy with business in London I've barely had time for anything else.

CONSTABLE: And business has been good I hear.

EDDIE: Very good! You know, I had no idea that you could make this much money from toys.

CONSTABLE: I especially like your Betty Boo Hoo Doll. She is so cuddly and so very cute!

EDDIE: You have one?

CONSTABLE: Me? No! My … my daughter has one. I got one for my daughter.

EDDIE: Constable, I thought you were a bachelor?

CONSTABLE: My niece! I got one for my niece. Why all of these questions? I am the policeman here. I should be the one asking the questions!

EDDIE: All-righty then. You know, Constable, I think I'm going to find my beautiful wife. I can't wait to see her again.

CONSTABLE: Then perhaps you may want to look behind you.

EDDIE: Emma! Oh, Emma, it's so good to … Emma? … Constable, there seems to be something wrong with Emma.

CONSTABLE: She appears to be in a trance.

EDDIE: What could have caused something like that?

CONSTABLE: It could be that someone has synthesized a psychoactive compound to reach deep into the subconscious mind and thereby create a trance like state.

EDDIE: What?

CONSTABLE: It is just a guess.