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The setting is Justine, soon after having acquired the wand, going about her business as if noting has happened, but to all the pagan-leaning people observing, as the music starts, the change is quite obvious...
Coven, watching her walk the streets through a pond: Yes, oh yes, she's in disguiseYes, oh yes, she's in disguiseJustine, oblivious, passes a shop window, even as her reflection turns to give a knowing smile to the camera.Tom, standing over her bed as she sleeps: There's a she wolf in disguiseComing out (Close up of his face)Coming out (Close up again)Coming out! (Close up again, eyes blazing)We cut to see Tom standing by the door at the back of the church while Justine and the other parishioners sing from hymnbooks
Tom, disgusted: A domesticated girl that's all you've asked of sheThe camera now fixes directly on Tom.
Repression, it is no joke, beware of lycanthropy!We cut back to her bed chamber, as he continues talking to her sleeping form.
The moon's awake now, eyes wide, openYour body's craving, so feed the hungryLooking up, he notices a statue of the Crucified Christ on the wall, and starts talking to it.
She's been devoting herself just to you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday to FridayNot getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep her at itAnd she's started to feel just a little abused like a serf as she slaves at a manorSo she's looked for a lover and now has another and I'll tell you all about itHe motions to the sleeping girl with his hands.
There's a she wolf in the closet (We cut to a wolf howling inthe distance.)Open up and set her free! (He walks over to her.)There's a she wolf in your closet...(He kneels over her, stroking her head.)Let it out so it can breathe! (At this, Justine pants uncontrollably.)In this scene, Justine's staring dreamily out a second-story window, at Dominic her crush, in the twilight, as Tom glides up behind her.
Gazing across the street, staring right at her prey? (He frowns.)You possess all you need, (he motions to the wand) you ought to just have your way!(TOm shakes his head) Daytime creatures are not that prudentNow the moon's your teacher, (points above) and you're her student! (He points at her.)To locate the single man, I've got on me a special radarAnd the fire department hotline in case I get in trouble laterLook, in order to get what you want, you rebelled against all that's pedantic.But now you must act like whom you've become so stop being so romantic!Abanbon false notions, for life, it is heat, and heat you must learn to enjoyBy having a very good time and behave very bad in the arms of a boy!At this, she blushes and slaps him, or at least she would, were it physically possible; at any rate, he just laughs.
Cut back to the bed scene.
Pagan Chorus: There's a she wolf your the closet...Tom, raising his arms over her: Open up and set her free!The Coven, watching via the pond: There's a she wolf the closet...Tom, a bit testily: Let it out so it can breathe!We back back to Justine walking about town, as if all were unchanged.Blind beggar, as she passes, haughtily: Yes, oh yes, she's in disguise!Fortune Teller, from his upstairs window: Yes, oh yes, she's in disguise!Coven, ever watching, from the Moors: There's a she wolf in disguise!Tom, looking down at her from high in the sky: Coming out, (cut to close up)Coming out, (cut to close up)Coming out! (Cut to close up, eyes ablaze.)We cut back to the bedroom, one last time...
Tom, commandingly: There's a she wolf in your closet.Let her out so it can breathe!The girl keeps panting, as the music fades, and we starts to notice the persistent thrum from the mirror on the dresser, now showing image of a burning Evil Eye.
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