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You, whom I have made my familiar and my
slave.

You must help me regain supreme power.

Whatever you command, oh mistress.

I cannot rest until my ambitions are
achieved.

Power, total power is my destiny.

The name, quickly, of that foolish
mountebanker who frustrates my purpose.

That load.

What does he have that I want?

The bracelet.

Yes, the loadstone that will lead me to
thee.

Scarabeus. The Scarabeus.

I need both to complete the periaptic
circle of total power.

Bram, we must find Laszlo somewhere
within Delta time and keep the Scarabeus

from him until he dies.

Then both will be mine.

Laszlo, are you here?

Laszlo. Ah, there you are, my boy.

Splendid, splendid.

You're here safely, then.

Where are we?

Underneath. Underneath what? Oh, no,
you're not going to ask a lot of

questions, are you? I can't bear people
who keep asking questions all the time.

What are you doing?

There you are. You see, there you go
again.

Laszlo, you asked me to help you. You
got me into this. Look, I am trying to

you out of it. I'm trying to get us both
out of it.

Now, you might show a little gratitude.

Gratitude? Well, I don't expect you to
humble yourself, but you should show a

little appreciation of the efforts I'm
making on your behalf. Laszlo, I'm going

green. That's your fault.

Oh, yes, so you are.

Still, never mind. I mean, you've a long
way to go before you're green all over.

What happens then?

Well, I'm green all over. Well, I
wouldn't worry about it. But I do worry

it. I am worrying about it. What
happened? Well, nothing particularly

happens. I mean, you, uh... You just
die, that's all.

Oh, bar me.

Look at your own hand. Hmm?

Oh! Shouldn't we find a doctor?

Yes, we should... Wait.

I am a doctor. What? Dr. Jekyll. Don't
you recognise me?

Laszlo, we're here to look for the
Scarabeus.

Precisely, John. Phil!

Phil. But, I mean, there's no point in
just sort of... Poking around hither and

thither, willy -nilly in every little
nook and cranny, isn't it? I mean, we'll

never find it that way. Then how?

Intelligence, my dear boy.

By using my higher powers.

In that case, we'll never find it. Oh,
don't you underestimate Dr. Jekyll.

All I have to do, my boy, is to drink
this potion and turn myself into Mr.

Hyde. Hyde? Why, has somebody come in?
He's a character in a book.

He had a hairy face and was really evil.
You insufferable boy. I've told you,

this is Delta type. Things are very
different here. So I've noticed. Excuse

Anyway, the beauty of this plan is that
Hyde runs a fencing crib. What's a

fencing crib?

Oh, don't they teach you anything useful
at school these days?

A fencing crib is a place where thieves
and pickpockets sell the things that

they steal.

I get it. And you think they'll turn up
with a scarabée? Well, that's the plan.

I am sure that it's close at hand. I've
had a distinct tingle from the bracelet.

And that is a sure sign.

Oh, dear. We're getting rather low on
eye of newt. Eye of what?

Newt. There should be enough here,
though. It's one of the most essential

ingredients in all the most potent
potions. More essential, say, than,

bat's blood or root of mandrake, for
instance.

What's this?

Oh, well, here goes.

Is that really necessary?

I mean... Can't you just pretend to be
Miss R? No, of course I can't. We must

this properly.

Dear, dear, dear. No, you see, I mean,
Belle might still be on our tracks.

Now, if I take this, she won't recognise
me, will she?

I can't wait.

Round the lips, through the gums, look
out, stomach.

Here it comes.

I can feel it going right down.

and see if you can get me some more
newts.

Take her, Jarl. They're slippery things.
We'll touch those in a pinch.

I suppose you know what you're doing.

Come on, that's a face, Ma.

You pitiful fool!

Do you think these ginger whiskers
deceive me?

Oh, bleed metal! Let me out!

No! Bleed metal! Oh, it's cold in here!
Please! Oh, how can you treat a brother

wizard like this?

You whining wretch! How dare you call
yourself a wizard?

You're a contemptible, pervert, and a
pervert!

to the four winds dispersed.

That was a close say.

She nearly got me that time. I didn't
realise me own strength.

Hello there.

You keep away from me.

Don't be stupid. Don't you recognise me?
It's your old friend, Laszlo.

You're not Laszlo. He's just ordinary
ugly. You're hideous. It's my disguise,

you stupid boy. I told you I was going
to change myself.

You didn't tell me you were going to
change into that.

Yeah, well, I think I might have made
the mixture a bit too strong.

Still, never mind.

He'll probably wear off.

Leave it to me, eh? How do I know this
isn't one of Belor's tricks, appearing

out of nowhere like that?

All right, all right, if you don't
believe me.

Look at the bracelet, eh?

What bracelet?

Well, this bracelet.

Oh, here.

Here, I must have dropped the bracelet
when I escaped from Belor. The key to

finding the scarabaeus, and you've lost
it.

Skin, bone, health, whisker.

Join me here, my old familiar.

Oh, yes, I like this.

Very nice.

A very cosy little gap, madam.

Anyone we know? Leave that alone.

Where are we? A place called...
Necromancy, I rather fancy.

Dr Jekyll's laboratory.

But he won't be needing it again, or my
name's not Fanny Hyde. Fanny Hyde? Wait

and see.

First, pick up the bracelet.

Now. Listen carefully. Goes rather well
on my wrist. I said listen.

I am, madam, all ears.

Go down to the stews and rookeries of
the city and tell everyone there's going

to be a party at Hyde's fencing crib.

Good, I like parties. Tell them Mr.

Hyde has gone away on business and in
his absence Mrs. Hyde will be paying

double prices for all trinkets,
jewellery, gold and silverware, watches

pieces. Do you understand?

Double prices? Can you afford it?

Expense is no object. I must have the
scallop. Oh, of course.

The perieptic circle.

Done for Laszlo, have you?

Completely and utterly.

His atoms are scattered to the four
winds. There is no one now to stand in

way.

Watch.

Funny eyes.

Go, Brian Murray.

Tell him all of his food and drink are
plenty. I'm growing impatient for the

scarabaeus. Yes, Mrs. Arden.

How are we going to get your bracelet
back?

Well, Beryl can't hold it. I expect that
evil little minion of hers will have

it. Bram.

Yeah, but he's no problem. Just leave
him to me, eh? You've got to find him

first. This place is like a rabbit war.

Somebody's coming. Quick, hide.

Sit down, Beth.

They must be some of Hyde's gang.

I wonder where they're taking that girl.

Well, there's only one way to find out.
Come on, let's take a look.

Sit down, my girl.

Sit down.

These ripples is fit for King Billy's
self, Mrs. Hyde. Yeah, got to keep your

strength up, eh, fat me?

Never tasted nothing to suck in us.

Your own receipt.

I'll be bound, eh, Mrs. I? Of course.

She's a wonderful cook, your mistress.
I'll say that for her. Nothing gets

wasted here. Nothing at all. We've got
queer places, though, haven't we?

What's kept in this old jar?

Pickle things.

Pickles? Pickle things.

Picks and pieces, this and that.

Mrs. I is practising the black -off.

Now, go on.

It's a fact, and she's very good at it.

I've seen her turn a dead mouse into a
meat pie.

Here, Bram, over here. Bring the
bracelet.

Nothing, mistress.

It ain't silver neither.

Check for your plate. We can give you a
tanner for it.

Well,

well, well.

What have we here?

A pretty little picture, ain't she?

Get up.

Mrs. Artie wants to look at you.

Yeah.

Bram's got the bracelet. I mean the
girl. I've got to help her.

What's your name, child?

Adelaide Lewis. Mum.

Please, Mum. I want to go home.

Not in one piece, you won't, my little
beauty. Not if they hang Jack Carter

tomorrow. Nah, they'll never hang Jack
Carter.

That road sheet of the morning dropped
this past ten years. I may have cheated

again if I can do it. You've seen it,
you guide.

This little chitterling is the Lord
Mayor's girl.

I've sent word.

That if Jack gets it, the kid gets it.

You danderated oaf! After trying to feed
pigs in town, must be out looking for

this kid. You brought her here. No, look
what she's got. Oh, what's Jack to you

anyway? Ain't no mate of yours? The foxy
cove done me down, Mrs Hyde.

He's got valuables of his mind by
rights. What valuables?

It was silver.

A great sack of silver.

Jack and me done this big penny over
cheap side fee, and then the servants

copped it. Jack had it away with the
swag and left me to fight me way out.

Silver, eh?

He knows where it is. He must have
dashed it somewhere, Mrs. Hyde. Oh,

should keep hold of the gold till we've
had a little talk with Jack.

Right. Will they let him free? Not
official, but many of the cove they've

slip when the price was right.

I reckon this little mort's worth a bag
of gold to the Lord Mayor.

I've got an idea. Where are you going?
We'll just lie low. We've got to help

escape.

Come on, lads. Let's try this way.

What's that?

It's the peelers. They're on to us. What
about that girl?

Oh, I see you're free, you little mate.

Who's there?

Hey?

Bram? Bram, come back. There ain't no
Peter's here.

Bram! Phil, Phil, Phil!

Laszlo, where have you been? I have been
recovering my Palawin property.

A face like this has its uses.

Bram!

Bram, where are you?

What are you doing down there? Get up!

Oh, madam, it's you.

Let's leave this place at once, I beg
you. I have just seen a most terrible

apparition. Oh, what are you talking
about?

Oh, horrible face, glaring eyes, a
monster of depravity.

Where is that bracelet?

Bracelet? Oh, that creature must have
taken it. He had horrible teeth. Did you

risk it?

You fool, that was Laszlo.

I thought I'd seen the last of him. Oh,
he's escaped me again. It wasn't Laszlo.

I know Laszlo.

Oh, this was a veritable fiend, madam,
of the most ghoulish appearance.

I tell you, it was Lazlo, and now you've
let him get the bracelet back. You

snivelling wretch.

Far shall find her.

Go and fetch those cutthroats. I'll set
the pack on him when they've done their

work. What's left won't feed a cat.

Go on, you ghoul.

I'm getting as dead as you seem. The
bracelet and scarabace must be close at

hand. Just take a look. Forget the
scarabace for a moment. What about the

Poor girl.

This girl.

Her name's Adelaide. Of course, she's a
bit small for ages. She's not like that

normally. It's something Belle did to
her. Can you see?

Oh, the old miniaturiser, ain't she,
Belle?

Hello, little girl.

How's things in Thailand? This is no
time for jokes. We've got to help her.

Well, it's the spell or something.
You're the magician. Now, why? This is

advanced stuff.

I didn't finish my studies at school.
You see, I had to go out to work.

you can try, can't you? We can't just
leave her like this. Well, it'll

wear off after a couple of weeks. A
couple of weeks?

Look, that's why she can be in by a
spider or anything.

All right, then. Leave it to me. Leave
it to me.

I wish she'd stop crying. I can't
concentrate.

Shut up!

I mean, if she carries on like this, she
might disappear altogether.

Adelaide, stop crying.

Laszlo's trying to help. Yeah.

Right, Grimpus Grampus, Astrakhan
Barragad.

Oh, dear.

Well, I've had some success with warts
with that, you know. Well, try again.

Why? Have you got warts? No, I haven't.

All right. But look, I tell you what.

Reversing spells is not easy. So what
I'm going to do is to try a reverse

incantation. Well, anything.

All right, all right, all right.

What's favor backwards?

Ruiva.

Ruiva!

The master magician.

Did you see that, then? Stop boasting
and help me get her down. Oh, yeah. Now,

come on. It's all right, all right.
Just... That's right. Now, wait. I'll

that off. There we are. Better now. Are
you all right? Yes, I think so.

Oh, don't be afraid of him. That's just
a borrowed face.

Why? I wouldn't want to borrow it. No,
he's a magician.

Sort of. What do you mean, sort of?

I am the best.

I am the master magician. But you may
call me sir or highness if you prefer

Well, I'm very grateful to you. It
was...

Awful being small.

What sort of magician are you?

Now, see, Jenny, I am the best sort.

You ask my young assistant here.

You couldn't make us disappear right
now, could you?

Well, well, looky.

No, thanks, I'd rather not. I?

Just look at you. I mean, I don't know
your feelings, but really, really,

the most indescribably ugly face I've
ever seen.

Hawkers talking.

My face? A certain majestic grandeur.

Yours, I'm forced to say, would not look
out of place on the corner of a church.

Laszlo, get it out. All right, matey,
I'm going to have you with my man. Leave

him to my mistress, Tatia.

She's in no hurry, I see.

You should give up now, Laszlo. Your
poultry powers are no match for hers.

Poultry? You call my powers poultry?

I'll give you poultry.

Oh, poultry.

Oh, yeah, poultry. And pigeons as well,
if you like. Go on, little bird.

Oh, I've seen such jacknots. Trick to
the fair.

So you know this insolent cur, eh? Oh,
he's a cheap mountebank and a sworn

of my mistress.

Call his name, me mountebank, that
donkey brain. They love all that

stuff, you know. Who's the blackamoor
with him? Call his name, blackamoor.

Sorry, what's that, lad?

We're not waiting for mistress, are we?

Let's string these gulls up and let them
air into their tripe and light.

Stand back!

Or I'll turn you all into netterjack
toots. I'll pay no heed. Get him, my

Right. You forced my hand.

Scarabaeum multipisibamula.

Clones. That's great, lads. They'll keep
it up and there'll be hundreds of them.

Yeah, but that's a plan. Escape while
he's confused. Quick, off you go.

Run for it, go.

You're gaping long, Tom. You look like a
stranded codfish.

She's the black art, Tom.

Mrs. I's been studying.

Where's that girl you had with you?
Well, she ran off, Mrs. I, with her

too. Past that wall, what we couldn't
see.

Well, I'm with you, fine. I don't want
to die.

That's strange. You know, I'm still
getting a steady sense of me bracelet.

I've had it all the time.

What's the range of that thing? Well, it
varies.

It used to be a room of baths, full of
splashing centurions.

I remember popping in here myself once.

What for?

Well, for a bath, of course. One
denarius and bring your own towel.

Hey, Laszlo, I found something here.

It's pretty old by the look of it. Yeah,
that's old.

That's oil used by the Romans.

What, like bath oil? Didn't they have
soap?

Oh, no, no, they used the soap on their
clothes and they were all over their

bodies. That's why the emperor was
called Julius Greaser.

Ah!

Not in doubt at all.

Hey, look, there's something else over
here.

Hey, that's a shaving mirror.

Listen. It's Bella with that gang.

Quick, in the ventilation.

Run, Emily, run. Clear up, I mean.

Here. This is the end of the tunnel,
Mrs. Hyde. Oh, them tighty -toes is

up. They've doubled back our warrant.

Get back after the money now.

You two stay with me.

Bram, take the others and search the
cave. Come on. Come on, ain't you?

There are quite a few rat holes there
where someone could be hiding. Oh, it's

true. The mort's small enough to squeeze
in anywhere.

Get on.

Mighty Lazlo.

Mighty Lazlo? Ha!

This is something new.

You wish to test my powers again, Bell?

It's like I was listening all the time
we were with Adelaide. I deny you the

scarabelle.

Oh, no.

Oh, yes, Laszlo.

You will never escape me.

Delta time is my domain. I shall follow
you wherever you go and watch you rot

until you are no more.

Come on, Phil.

It's a race against blood.