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Oh! Oh, my goodness!

It's over, Sarah. It's finally over.

A cab. Come on.

Taxi!

31 5 Rosebud.

So, uh, pretty big blaze back there.

Really? We hadn't noticed.

What are we going to do, Mark?

We're just gonna pretend like nothing happened.

Go home, go to sleep, get up, and go to class.

But what if one of those creatures got out?

How? We burned that place down to the ground.

Nothing could have escaped that inferno.

I just hope you're right.

We're here.

Try and get some sleep.

We'll talk about things in the morning.

Okay.

Well, well, well, if it ain't Cinderella.

I can explain, Stepfather. I--

Shut up!

You know what your mother said to me before she died?

- No, sir. - She said--

"Take care of my precious daughter."

Precious-frickin' daughter!

It's 3 o-friggin' clock in the morning.

- You don't understand. - Oh, I understand.

You've been out hanging around

with that bunch of frat-brat college idiots again.

Shit! Look at that dress!

That was your mother's favorite!

Go and get cleaned up and go to bed.

I told you to go to bed.

I don't want to see your face till morning.

I'll deal with you then. Now get out of here.

You're pushing it, Sarah.

Now you better get out of here. I'm warning you.

Sarah!

Let go of him!

Mark, you said it was over!

You said it was over!

I'm afraid the facts speak for themselves,

good people of the jury.

This girI's loving, caring stepfather--

a man, I might add, who one neighbor described

as a "kind, generous person"--

I told her not to use the hand story.

We could have built a great manslaughter case.

...when this vicious, cold-blooded,

shameless act took place!

And what is her only defense?

Ladies and gentlemen,

empty excuses.

And she blames it...

on a hand.

A hand that the accused claims

followed her home from a wax museum

which she admittedly was at

when it very mysteriously

burned to the ground...

- killing-- - Objection, your honor!

My learned colleague has forgotten the case yet again.

Does the burning down of the wax museum

have any bearing whatsoever

on whether the accused killed her stepfather or not?

Your Honor, the latest body count at the Waxworks is 200.

200 people.

200 human lives.

And I think that if this defendant,

the accused,

is in any way involved--

Objection!

Objection sustained.

Please delete that last remark from the record.

Sarah didn't kill anyone, you idiots!

It was the waxworks themselves!

- They came alive! - Order!

I saw it!

Let go of me! She's telling the truth!

Do you understand me? She's telling the truth!

Just leave her alone!

She didn't do anything, I tell you!

Come on! Let go!

Silly question, but how do you feel?

Look, Sarah, it's gonna work out.

It's got to.

Cabbie, 64 Wargrave Road, please.

Thanks.

Where?

Sir Wilfred's.

This is the only room we haven't checked.

What are we supposed to be looking for?

I don't know. He just told me to come here if there was ever any trouble.

Good afternoon, Mark.

- Afternoon, Sarah. - Sir Wilfred?

Hope you're both doing well.

Put it this way, if you're watching this,

you're a darn sight better off than I am,

'cause I must be dead.

Help yourself.

I'm sure I'm not allowed to touch this stuff where I am.

Always fancied a pair of wings, though.

Won't have to travel around in this damn thing.

Hopefully, we did destroy the Waxwork

and killed all those creatures

ending our Mr. Lincoln's chance

of letting all that evil loose on the world, right?

Well, sort of.

lf you two are here,

it probably means that something has gone wrong,

in which case you're going to need all the help you can get

if you want to continue the fight against evil.

You may not know it yet, Mark,

but I have left all this to you.

- You did? - Yes.

Most importantly,

you have inherited your grandfather's

and my secret collection of strange artifacts

which we have collected in our many adventures

through the supernatural.

There may be something there that will help you in your quest.

Adios and good luck.

Wait! Aren't we supposed to--

Ooh. Nearly forgot.

How to get through the secret chamber?

Just followAlice through the looking glass.

Ta-ta for now.

Alice?

Who the hell is Alice?

Through The Looking Glass

is the second Alice ln Wonderland book.

the one where she travels to another world

through a mirror.

A mirror.

I don't see anything.

Van Helsing?

Hey, Sarah, look at this.

What is it?

It's a Cartagrian time door opener.

Cartagrian?

I don't know what it means.

It must be some medieval expression or something.

It says it was used by angels, both light and dark,

to travel through time.

So?

So maybe if we went down to the remains of the Waxwork,

we could use this to open one of Mr. Lincoln's time doors.

You're joking.

Why not? We've been in and out of time before.

- But, Mark-- - Listen, Sarah,

if we don't find some evidence to support your story,

one of two things is gonna happen.

You're gonna rot in jail,

or they're gonna give you the electric chair.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but that's the way it is.

We gotta do something about this.

But remember what happened the last time.

Forget the last time.

This is gonna be different.

How do you open this thing?

Wow. Look at that.

Look! It even worked here!

Come on!

No, Mark! It's not the same kind of time door

as in the last one!

It's probably because it's in a different location.

Mark, promise me we're not running!

What have we got to lose?

- Mark, I don't want to run! - Come on!

Mark! Mark!

Sarah!

Catch the ball, son.

There you go.

That's it. Come on.

Hi!

Come on. It's time to come home to Mommy.

Come on home, hon.

Come on, honey.

Come on.

It's time to come home to Mommy. Please?

It's time to come home, Mark.

We did it, Sarah.

We did it!

Sarah?

Baron Von Frankenstein?

Well, I--

Yes?

I am Victor Frankenstein.

And how may I help you, sir?

I'm Herr Vogel, Burgomeister of Ingolstadt.

Pleasure to meet you, Herr Vogel.

Now please,

it is far too late an hour for a social visit.

Do state your business.

All right, Baron, I will.

There have been rumors in the village

that there's something--

Ooh.

Elizabeth, please,

go back to your chamber.

Don't be too long, my darling.

Sarah?

Herr Vogel was just leaving.

Isn't that right, Herr Vogel?

It's all right, Henry.

Go with Felix.

Felix?

Let go!

I saw the way you looked at the baroness.

- Don't think the baron doesn't know. - Let go!

Let go!

Feed him and clean his hay.

You know how the baron hates the smell.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Excuse me?

Oh, you're hungry.

You're hungry. Uhh...

Okay, Uh, I'm gonna find you something.

Stay calm. I'm gonna get you something.

What the hell am I gonna feed him at this hour?

Hey, I know. I know.

We could send out for a pizza.

Oh! Okay! Okay!

Okay. Okay. Uh...

I'm gonna-- I'm gonna find you something.

Is that what he feeds you?

Slop coming up.

Augh!

I--I can't feed you that. It's disgusting.

Okay.

This should be better.

Frankenstein's notebook.

He has much trouble running the village.

Why is he the Burgomeister?

He can't even control a few peasants!

Wake up.

Sarah.

Shh! No! No, no, no.

It's okay. It's okay. It's me.

It's okay. It's okay.

Henry, what are you doing here?

lf the baron finds us--

Sarah, don't do this to me.

It's me, Mark, remember?

Remember the Waxwork? The court case?

Look, you've been affected by the time leap.

But you must be strong.

Mark.

What happened?

Where are we?

You believed in all of this.

It possessed your mind.

Come on, let's get back to the 20th century.

But the evidence.

Frankenstein's notebook.

A step-by-step guide on how to reanimate dead flesh--

And you should see what's in his cellar.

You're serious.

Think about it.

lf we can reanimate dead flesh,

then the prosecution's case is out the window.

But if you don't like the book idea,

we can always try and take the monster.

Now come on.

The hallway is the first place I remember appearing.

There should be a time door down there.

All I can remember is a falling sensation.

You don't think maybe we should have

prepared all this a little more, do you?

Don't worry. It's gonna turn out fine.

Shh.

The time door must be around here somewhere.

Elizabeth?

But, Victor--

You slut!

With Henry Clevell, my best friend!

Have you no shame?

Maybe if you spent more time with me

instead of that 8-foot slab of brain-damaged flesh,

I would not have to seek pleasures elsewhere, would l?

But with him?

Nowjust a second here!

I warned you, Baron.

Now we must ask that you turn over the monster peacefully,

or we must take him by force.

Never!

After him!

Open the door, you idiot!

Felix! Unchain the monster!

Sarah!

Sarah, don't let us down.

Remember who you really are.

Elizabeth--

Don't Elizabeth me.

Sarah, there's a time door over--

Mark, look out! Behind you!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Don't worry.

Remember, Sarah?

Back in the Waxwork?

lf you don't believe in this then it isn't really happening.

Here, I'm gonna show you.

Come on. Come on, hit me.

- Huh? - Hmm?

Mark, I don't know if this is such a good idea.

- Hit me. - Huh?

Come on! Hit me!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Don't listen to a word I say.

Just run like hell to the time door!

ln the wall!

Come on!

Augh!

Let go of him, you beast!

Forget about me, you fool!

Run to the time door!

Quick! Kill Henry, you piece of rotting cartilage!

Did you hear what I said? Kill him!

Kill him!

Are you listening to me, you ugly freak of death?

Do it now!

I made you! I gave you life!

Felix!

Kill him.

Uh-uh!

Aaaggghhh!

Felix, help me.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Felix. I'm sorry.

Come on.

It's here.

Mark, I don't know.

Sarah, we have to go.

The book.

No! No!

Eww!

The time door! It's gone!

Sarah?

Well, Douglas, this is it.

The most exciting weekend of our lives.

You know, if we could really prove that ghosts do exist,

I'll die a happy man.

See you inside.

Wait. Did you see a girl come this way before me?

Douglas.

You really are a groover

thinking about women on a night like this.

Come on.

How about some chicken noodle?

No, thanks.

It amazes me how fast these things grow once they hatch.

From an embryo to one of those... things out there

in a matter of hours.

Yeah. Well, it amazes me how come you didn't figure

they was using us as their fucking breeding ground.

I'm a ship's doctor, not a genetic scientist.

Then how come you told us it was safe

to bring that fucking cargo aboard in the first place?

It was a calculated guess!

I didn't know.

A deserted shuttle lost in space over 200 years ago?

You should have--

Stop this shit, man!

We all thought we could earn some salvage credits

out of the deal, am I right?

Yeah! But he's a fucking doctor!

He should have fucking known, you fucking pencil neck!

Relax! I said relax!

When you guys have finished your male bonding--

Shit!

It's on 91 .

Okay.

Hey, let's throw him out there, keep them busy.

Put them down, asshole.

No way, man.

This idiot got us into this. He can get us out.

Here, little space critters! Here's your food!

You heard the Captain.

Hey, it was a fucking joke.

Get it?

Let's get 'em.

Shit! One of them broke through!

- Where is it? - It's in the shaft!

Shit! We're trapped!

Shuttle still works, right?

Yeah, but we can't get to it.

They're crawling all over the ship.

257 blaster up against the wall, and we're outta here.

You mean fly around to the shuttle.

That'd work.

Then what the fuck are we waiting for?

- It's coming down! - Go!

C'mon. Faster. Now! Blow it!

Go! Go! Go!

I got it! I got it!

Come on!

It's blocked! Come on!

Damn it! It won't latch!

Fix it, Roger! Fix it!

Eat lead, tribble!

Roger, put it on!

Just go on without me!

Fuck you.

Let's blow it!

Whoa!

Let's blow the fucking wall!

I'm gonna blow it! I'm gonna blow it!

Come on, let's go!

Hey. Wait up. I'm caught.

Shit! Oh, shit!

Help me!

Help!

What the fuck are you looking at?

Sarah.

Hello?

What was that?

Oh, just a show of strength.

Don't be scared, little Eleanor.

You can always come sleep with me.

Gloria, please.

Do you think the machine recorded it?

Right.

Let's have a look.

Hmm.

Nothing at all.

Maybe it didn't come close enough.

Douglas.

Douglas!

Check on the girls, will you, please?

They've been gone a long time.

Go on. Go on.

Ladies?

Sorry.

Are you okay?

Sure.

Uh, John just wanted me to check on you two.

He was worried.

We're making tea.

One lump or two?

Excuse me?

Sugar.

Oh, nothing. Thank you.

Hello?

The diamond! Underneath the diamond!

What's happened?

Who did this?

The girl.

The girl!

This way.

Eleanor.

Eleanor. Come and play.

Hey!

Hey, wait! Where are you going?

Shoo, birdie.

Shoo!

Nice birdie. Ouch!

Oh-ho!

Go home! Go on, I said! Shoo!

Ow! Ow!

Back!

Shoo!

Back! Shoo!

Ohh. Thank you.

I think we're in big trouble here.

We'll try and find some way to cut you down.

Oh, it's a little late for that now, Douglas,

but thanks just the same.

You've always been a good sort.

Hang on. I'm gonna get something. Hang on.

There might be some tools in here.

You know, I'll--

I'll never forget the first paranormal experiment

you showed me in college.

You tried to convince me in your dorm room

that the ghost of Magellan was bending spoons. Ha.

Of course, I knew it was fake, but...

I didn't want to embarrass you in front of Sally--

Aah!

That was the wrong rope, Douglas.

Sorry.

That's all right. No harm done.

Accidents do happen, you know? l...

...I do hate nosebleeds, though.

It's gonna get infected.

No time for that now, Douglas.

All right, now listen to me.

She'll kill us all.

This was the night--

Aah!

...her mother murdered her.

- Big piece coming. - Right, I understand.

Hoy-hah!

You see...

until the body is read the committal,

her tormented soul--

Uhh!

...will remain here with her father's,

attacking anyone who's here in the house.

That's why this was such a perfect place

for our paranormal experiment, you see?

So why don't we just read her the committal?

Well...we could...

if we knew where her father hid the body.

Well, we could just--

Whoa!

Are you all right?

Yeah.

That's it!

What?

The diamond underneath the diamond.

You found her, Douglas!

Quickly. Read the body the committal.

I've got a Bible somewhere.

It's in my jack--

Too late, raw thing.

Nobody's going to save my daughter!

Douglas, stop her-- him-- it.

Just save the Bible.

Huaahh!

Ahh! Aah! Aahhhhh! Ow!

Quick! Water! Quick! Ho ho ho!

Ohh-whoo!

- Water! - Douglas!

Sorry.

It's all right.

It's uh--

It's going numb.

Just start reading.

It's almost dawn.

What do I do now?

Read directly to the bones.

Page 21 0, chapter 1 3, verse 7.

Douglas, the book is upside-down.

Oh! Oh!

"ln sure and certain hope of the resurrection

"to eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ,

"We commend to almighty God our eternal sister

"that we commit her body to the ground.

"Earth to earth, ashes to ashes,

dust to d--"

Read.

Keep reading!

"...ust. The Lord bless her and keep her.

"The Lord make her-- His faith shine upon her

"and be gracious to her.

"The Lord lift up--"

"Count-a-nancy?"

Countenance!

"...countenance upon her and give her peace.

Amen."

By George, Douglas!

You've done it!

You broke the evil spell.

I have to go.

Where to, Douglas?

You wouldn't understand.

I don't understand.

You'll be all right?

Oh, uh...

sure.

It's...

It's only a flesh wound.

Please take care of him.

Okay.

I'm gonna tap into the computer and tell it to self-destruct.

Right.

You know, I've been figuring, that meal we ate,

the same day we brought on this cargo.

That must have been how the aliens impregnated some of the crew.

Lucky you and I didn't have any of that soup.

Soup?

There. Supply tent is set to blow in three minutes.

Let's get this shuttle out of here.

Sarah.

Are you all right?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Yes. I'm fine.

How did you find me?

Trust me, it wasn't easy.

Have you got the book?

- The book? - Frankenstein's notebook.

Um...

Well, the Loch Ness monster kind of ate it.

- It did? - Yes.

But I did get something great from Haiti.

You're gonna love this. Look.

What is it?

It's a voodoo petro coffin for bringing the dead back to life.

I've got an instruction booklet

and the eye of newt, magic crystals, and everything.

Wait until the prosecution gets a load of this.

You can't imagine some of the places I had to lug this thing through.

It's not light, you know.

C'mon. Let's go.

But how are we going to get back?

The supply will self-destruct in 30 seconds.

29...28...27...

26...25...24...

23...22...21 ...20...

1 9...1 8...17...

1 6...1 5...14...1 3...

1 2...11 ...1 0...

...7...6...5...

4...3...2...1 .

Where are we?

I don't know, but you look stunning.

I'm afraid I've lost the time door opener.

Great!

Then we're never gonna find our way back home.

Why didn't I stay and face up to something for once in my life?

The only thing you would have faced would have been the electric chair.

Sorry.

China told me James, Gemma, they all died in that Waxwork.

So that's it: guilt.

You think you're responsible for their deaths?

Sarah, what happened in the Waxwork was not your fault.

Then I'll be found not guilty.

lf the world was fair, yes,

but it isn't.

And face it, Sarah.

No one's gonna believe your stupid story about dead flesh walking,

not without some evidence to prove it.

Stop it!

Let her go!

Has Scarabis also taken the one you loved?

- Scarabis? - Yes.

The one they call The Master.

He took my Lenore, you know,

many, many moons ago.

It was shortly after that

we found her horribly rotten and abused body in Bedlow's Swamp.

The Master is no mortal.

He is the Devil himself.

Where can I find this Scarabis?

The Castle of Poe, a place of much evil.

I must go.

Which way is the castle?

Please, you must tell me.

Go east through the forest.

You will find it.

Thank you.

Boy.

Take this.

I have no use for it anymore.

I couldn't.

Strike once for Lenore

and for all the others who have suffered

under the rule of The Master.

I will...

I promise.

May God go with you.

I'm bored.

So bloody bored.

So tell me.

How do you think I'm going to look on the throne of England?

Absolutely divine, Master.

That will have to change.

- Practice. - Practice?

Your Majesty.

Say, George, "Your Majesty."

Y-Y-Your...

...M-M-M-Majesty.

Better.

Yes. What is it?

The Sergeant is here.

He's with Lady Madeline, sir.

What?

Send them in.

Send them in!

What is the meaning of this?

We found her ladyship in the woods, sir.

Is it true, Madeline?

She was with that boy Philip again.

I'm sorry. Forgive me.

I...I...

I-- I could never hurt you.

It's just that tonight is so important.

But I don't want to marry the king.

You will do as you are told, Madeline.

Do you understand?

Do you?

Yes, my brother.

Good. Good.

With Philip, you say?

We should have killed that meddling boy a long time ago.

Well, it would only have made Madeline more difficult.

We'll do it when the time is right.

You don't think that they--

Well, you know,

it's a distinct possibility, Your Majesty.

I want her checked.

It's nice out today, isn't it?

So anyway,

not far to the castle, now, eh?

Here, give me that.

This better be our last delivery for that bastard before lunch.

Here, watch what you're saying, lad.

Even here he's hung, drawn, and quartered for less than that.

I'm not affeared of no man.

- Boo! - Oh!

- Ha ha ha! - Very funny.

Not scared, eh? Ha ha ha.

Here, did I ever tell you the one about...

Ahem.

Well?

Virgin.

That's a relief.

The future Queen of England must be pure.

As a rose, Your Majesty.

Good.

Send her to her quarters.

How many soldiers are there in this place?

Sarah?

Sarah!

Wake up.

They must have drugged you.

Come on. We gotta get you out of here.

This place is like a maze. It's got mirrors everywhere.

It took forever to find you.

This way.

Watch out!

Come on!

Okay, this way. Come on.

Careful.

No! No!

Ohh.

Sarah.

Huh?

Mark.

You remembered.

How could I forget?

Hmm.

Out! Out! Out!

I have a feeling this Scarabis guy is up to some pretty bizarre stuff.

You should have seen what happened in here while you were out cold.

I wonder if maybe--

No, it's not any of our problem anyway, is it?

I mean, it's not our problem

what kind of diabolical scheme he's planning

to unleash upon civilization, is it?

Did you know the king is supposed to ask

for my hand in marriage at dinner tonight?

Fascinating.

Excuse me?

Black Magic.

This guy must be pretty good.

I'll spare you the gory details,

but if he's done what it says in here,

he should be able to change shape with any living thing

within a given proximity.

Now, why would he want to do that?

Mark, it's none of our business.

History has worked itself out without us,

and we know that because we studied it in class

700 years from now.

So please, let's just find some kind of evidence

and figure out how we're going to get back to the 20th century

before one of these worlds possesses us forever, okay?

All right. Okay.

You know, sometimes I think you actually enjoy all this hero stuff.

- What-- - I mean--

Well, well, well!

lf it isn't Romeo and Juliet.

Ha ha ha ha!

Take him to the dungeon.

Let go of him!

And you, my dear,

we really do need to talk.

What are you going to do with him?

That, my dear Madeline, depends on you.

- Me? - Yes.

You see, if your brother is to ever achieve real happiness,

then you must willingly marry the king.

And a happy brother is a happy George.

- But what's that to Mark? - Who?

- Philip. - It's simple.

You see, if you stop thinking with your pussoir

and be a good girl

then I will make sure that Philip escapes.

Yes. Free.

To a different country, of course.

And don't tell me I'm supposed to trust you.

Do you have a choice?

Your perennial unhappiness for your lover's life.

This nonsense is gonna make me later for dinner.

What have you done with the girl?

Young love.

Hey! Wait! Come back!

They say a man can last five days.

Unless, of course, the rats get to you first.

Sweet dreams.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Oh, great.

His Majesty, the King of all England.

2 billion bottles of beer on the wall

2 billion bottles of beer

You take one down, pass it around

1 ,999,999,999 bottles of beer on the wall

1 billion--

"Suddenly, there came a tapping

as if someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door."

Sir Wilfred?

Of course it's me.

It's the only way they let me appear in this one.

This is a heavy thing to fly around with.

What a mess you're in.

Would you mind telling me what's going on?

I'm not allowed to tell you too much.

ln fact, this is the last time your grandfather or I are ever allowed to help you.

- Grandfather? - Yes.

I think you met him earlier.

The beggar. He was--

Exactly!

I'm afraid from here on in, you're on your own.

On my own in what?

When you first used Solomon's locket,

you opened a doorway to another universe, Cartagra.

Cartagra.

A place where the true battle between good and evil

is played out for eternity.

I still don't--

Let me try putting this in a more, oh, earthly way.

Sarah and you have actually stumbled into God's Nintendo game.

No.

Oh, yes! Where He and the Devil fight it out,

using their various time warriors as different characters,

forever trying to tip that delicate balance one way or another.

And if evil ever wins one of these battles, then--

The results in the real world are more than horrific.

Earthquakes, floods, war.

Then this isn't real.

You tell me.

Ah! There.

Thank you.

Is there a way back?

Yes. But be careful.

Even though each locket enables its owner

to indefinitely open time doors around Cartagra,

it can only be used to open the main door,

the one that joins the two universes, twice.

You've already opened it once.

That's okay. We only need the trip back.

Before you do go rushing back to your world, Mark, remember,

it is one of the greatest privileges ever

to be chosen as a time warrior.

You mean He--

I mean, God wants me to be a time warrior?

Maybe you're one already, Mark.

And Sarah?

What about her?

I think she has too much left to settle in her own world, don't you?

But what--

I know.

And I'm sure when the time comes,

you will make the right decision.

Well, I have to go now.

What? Sir Wilfred,

how do I get the locket to open the main door again?

Take a minute to think about it,

then guess.

Wine! More wine the table 'round!

My liege.

Are you all right, Your Majesty?

Are you all right?

It's all right. He just fainted.

Let's take him out of here.

His Majesty will be fine.

Let the music continue.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Now, you wouldn't want your boyfriend's death

to be the main event of the evening,

now would you, my flower?

Give me the key!

Uhh!

Do you guys know how to fight?

Yeah!

Let's go kick some butt!

What? What'd he say? Kick some what?

ln here. ln here.

It's probably a fever.

We must keep him away from drafts.

Don't you fools know anything?

Let no one in.

I'll fetch my physician.

Hurry up. Hurry!

Be on guard.

Gather up the rest!

Gather up the rest! Hurry!

So what do you want?

The girl. I just want the girl.

Girl? What girl? This is where the king rests.

The king? What's wrong with him?

He's sick, if it's any of your concern.

The king's life is in danger. You must believe me.

Scarabis is trying to impersonate the king.

He's using Black Magic.

Black Magic.

I know it sounds crazy, but you must believe me!

Check his room!

Just do that for me. Check his room.

All right. All right, I will.

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty.

Danger, eh?

Your Majesty, Scarabis is trying to impersonate--

Take these rebels prisoner.

Wait.

The boy has done no harm.

Right or wrong, he was only trying to help.

Take him to one of the castle rooms.

Give him some food and drink.

I would like to hear more.

As you wish, Your Majesty.

Your crest ring.

Where is your crest ring?

Ring?

What are you talking about?

Tell your men to follow me.

Well, follow him, then! Follow him!

Don't let this man out of your sight.

Have you gone mad?

I'm the king!

I shall have your head for this.

You heard me.

But-- But...

But he's the king.

Hello?

H-H-Hello?

Now to make sure The Master retains your identity forever.

Hey, Torquemada.

Huh?

Try picking on someone your own size.

Mon Dieu!

- Out of my way! - After him!

You all right, Your Majesty?

Yes. Yes.

Who is this brave young man?

He and his friend uncovered Scarabis' plan to take over the throne.

I can't thank you enough.

It was an honor.

Your Majesty.

Where is Scarabis?

The man I asked you to hold?

Where is he?

Uh...he left.

I mean, he was the king, wasn't he?

I mean, I couldn't have stopped him...

...could l?

Just tell your men to take the castle.

Hold everybody, including the king.

Do as he says.

Crikey.

And release the prisoners.

All of them.

They fight for England.

I don't know how to thank you.

No problem.

Hmm.

The Master must have a secret escape somewhere.

Ow!

Open the altar.

Of course, Your Majesty.

Aah!

Scarabis, let the girl go.

Mark.

Mark, speak to me.

Get away from that idiot.

My future wife kneels to nobody.

Future what?

I'm your sister.

But when I became king,

you would have also been my wife.

And together, we'd have had pure, beautiful children

to rule this country with.

You're-- You're sick!

Moi?

Yes, you!

You sadistic, egotistical,

incestuous,

blood-thirsty pervert!

Does this mean you don't love me?

You bet it does, brother of mine.

This does throw a different light on the situation.

George.

Kill the bitch.

Totally.

Come on!

Uhh!

Smish smack boom!

I'm okay.

Uhh!

One thing before I kill you.

Which village would breed such idiotic, futile persistence?

- America. - Of course.

America?

Is that north or south of London?

- It's the future. - Kind of west.

Then let's hope no other of your fellow villagers dare venture east.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

To the death.

Ooh! Ah.

Huh?

Who the hell are they?

Whoever they are, they're bad.

Hello, luv. Fancy a little naughty--

The monster! Run!

Oh, no!

They say that the moment of death...

...is more pleasurable....

...than the most intense orgasm imaginable.

Do you like to be kissed when you release?

Now I'm gonna bleed you like a pig.

- Mark, are you all right? - I think so.

- The hand. It ran in here. - Over there.

Mark, we have to get out of this hell.

I want to, but I don't know how.

Look.

Watch out! The pods are hatching!

See? It's just opening the time doors that float around Cartagra,

not the one that's gonna take us home.

There has to be a way to trigger it.

Well, the raven said--

Sir Wilfred told me to...

take a minute to think about it

and then guess.

Said the Red Queen. It's another line from--

Through The Looking Glass.

Come on!

This could be our last chance to get back to our own world.

lf anything happens--

We haven't got a choice.

Thank you.

For what? For getting you into this mess?

For everything. I mean it.

It's working! Come on!

Go, damn you! Go!

Come on!

What happened?

I don't know!

The door must be a lot smaller now.

Maybe it can only take one of us.

No! We go together or nothing!

No, you'd never be happy here.

Forget whatever I said before.

I'd be happy anywhere with you.

You're so wrong!

You have to work out Sarah in your own world.

And now you've got the evidence to do it!

- Go on! Get out of here! - Mark, no!

Go on! Scram! Get out of here!

Mark, no!

I love you, Sarah.

Mark?

Mark, where are you?

And with this new evidence,

and as incredible as this seems,

one can no longer think

that without a shadow of a doubt

the accused was responsible for any of the events

that occurred on that fateful night.

Has the jury reached a decision?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

Does the jury find Sarah Brightman

guilty or not guilty of the crimes accused?

Not guilty.

Ms. Sarah Brightman?

I'm James Westbourne, Westbourne Delivery Service.

We're the oldest delivery company in the world.

We started out in Europe, you know.

Oh, if you'll just sign here, please.

Now this letter has been at our company

every since my oldest relative can remember

with instructions to hand it to you on this day--

after the verdict, of course.

Well, guess I've done my part.

Good-bye.

Sarah, what are you going to do now?

What are you going to do now, Sarah?

I'm going back.

Be it fact or fiction, you face confliction

A serious case and the courts were missin'

To prove your innocence is a tedious task

Look at he bailiff and he starts to laugh

It's criminal, minimal, subliminal

You're pierced through the heart like an animal

You pick up the phone, and you're standing alone

Try dialing reality, and nobody's home

You lack evidence, it's no coincidence

They put up a fence here

The clues to suppress the news

You're livin' like a cycle, but they won't let go

Evil traumatized, time can flow

But on the contrary

Mark ain't a mark 'cause Mark got heart

But Mark won't stop 'cause Mark is a part of the mystery

Back and forth through history

He's seen time again, so the story begins

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Waxes, taxes

Waxwork ll, what the hell can young Sarah do?

Something's got a hold of her soul and took control

And the Devil tried to break the mold

But it's king of the kings, the lord of lords

Some mad evil party and a tournament sword

Rumors runnin' around on Sunset Strip

But out came the man, you know, Jack the Rip

He was slicin' and dicin' and smashin' and crashin'

All through the clubs slashin' heads

Frankie walked around like the living dead

Trying to scoop up a troop of a bowl of Froot Loop

Of the juicy fruity

Tapped us into markless time

Jack the Ripper would never be found

The time where we are going through hell

He has a story to tell

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Like a bug in a jar no matter where you are

The same place is near maybe something small

I'll rehearse it first now the verse I'll flip

I go step by step and they can be quick to rip

I gotta hand it to the Muff 'cause he slammed it

And he handed it to me, the D, the A, the D

Which follows the D to the I to the G

All together spells L.A. Posse, yeah

Shout out to God and say Lord, have mercy

They're givin' us a trip about the danger zone

But don't be living on the edge, you'll be on your own

There are things that are strange and things that are true

Just imagine if the same games happen to you

lf you think you wanna play then come on through

Take a trip beyond the ropes

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are

Lost in time, like a bug in a jar

No matter where you go, there you are