The Odyssey (1992–1994): Season 3, Episode 7 - The Cauldron - full transcript
(suspenseful music begins)
(metal clanking)
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Jay] The doctor said I was in a coma.
Maybe I was.
But there is a world beyond consciousness,
that they knew nothing about.
(dramatic instrumental music)
(dramatic instrumental music continues)
(dramatic instrumental music ends)
- [Jay] But when I came back,
nothing was quite the same.
And I couldn't leave
that other world behind.
(dramatic instrumental music)
My Odyssey continues.
- Afternoon.
- The world is crawling
with potential girlfriends.
- I don't want a girlfriend.
I want her.
- Hello.
- Afternoon Miss Jones.
(car door slams)
- [Jay] Yeah.
- Well the weird thing is,
you look like a regular kid.
If I were a girl,
I think you were normal.
As long as you kept your mouth shut.
- The whole point of this
plan is to talk to her.
Come on, let's go.
♪ If you're not happy, ♪
♪ then it's free. ♪
♪ Our guarantee of quality. ♪
- I'm not happy.
Get out of here.
- I can't believe you ate
the pizza and ruined the plan.
- Come on.
I skipped lunch to do this for you.
- Don't ever be a spy.
- Don't ever be normal!
Besides how do you know
Sierra Jones even likes pizza?
- I told you I know her!
- That's right.
True love strikes anywhere
even when you're in a coma.
- I've seen her since then.
- So is it the other kid
with a TV set!
♪ We are happy, ♪
♪ we are free, ♪
♪ guarantee our loyalty. ♪
(metal clicking)
- [Finger] To our success.
Another perfect plan.
- [Medea] Nobody this
fanatic quite like you.
- Hm-mm.
(lightly giggling)
- Don't bother to knock.
(Medea clears her throat)
- Kids are waiting to take the Oath.
Only, we can't print any more badges
cause some idiot threw
the computer disc in the garbage.
- Who could be so stupid?
- Oh, I can think of one person.
- Excuse me.
Supreme Leader does
not take out the trash.
- The macho extreme was beyond garbage.
- Hmm.
- Although there is one person
who has suddenly become
obsessed with neatness.
(dramatic music)
- Hmm.
And to think moment ago,
I wanted to kiss her.
(dramatic music)
- I can't explain it in words.
- Maybe you can explain
it to her boyfriend.
(indistinct friendly chatter)
- That's it.
- He doesn't need a pizza
to get pass a doorman.
(dramatic music)
(glass and cans rattling)
- [Jay] If I could spend time
with Sierra Jones,
she'd understand.
- You've gone where no
man has gone before.
You've gone beyond mental.
Sierra Jones is not like a regular kid.
She might as well live in a fortress.
- Even in a fortress,
what goes in must come out.
Sierra Jones.
Pent house number 3.
It's an invitation
to a party tonight.
- Like, come as you are.
(laughing)
(sludge slopping)
- Ugh Tower garbage.
- You have to bring it all back.
- The disc was right where
you said it would be Alpha.
- If I spend the rest
of my life in the shower,
I'm still gonna feel sticky!
- Sticky,
but heroic.
This is the program disk for
the Tower's loyalty badges.
- These Badges are like identity cards.
The only way you can get one
is if you pledge loyalty to the Tower,
if you don't wear one,
you stick out like a giant zit.
- Let's do it then.
There's a lot of worried kids
waiting for these.
(computer beeping)
- Way to go!
They look perfect.
(dramatic music)
- I tried to say the Oath,
but it was stuck in my throat
like a chicken bone.
I've been on the run for days.
- You don't have to hide anymore.
- Who would have figured
we'd be on the same side.
I owe you one Jay.
- Not just me,
a lot of people risk plenty for these.
(dramatic music intensifies)
- What's wrong with this picture?
(chains clanking)
- What's his crime?
- Look man,
I am wearing your lousy badge,
all right ?
- Bogus.
- This is really inferior.
I mean who could be doing
a treacherous thing like this?
- Someone foolish enough
to still have ideals.
- With a clueless accomplice.
- With bad hand-eye coordination
and an inside source.
- Bad forgeries and secret agents?
(heavy sigh)
Macro.
Are you missing something
from your personal life?
You're talking about treason.
- We're talking about you.
- The Royal oui?
(laughing nervously)
- There's no one else, Medea.
- What?
Macro sells me out and you buy?
What am I missing?
(dramatic music)
- Macro go to your room,
put your toys away first.
(dramatic music)
- Hey paws off!
(dramatic music)
- Now...
What's really bothering you ?
- If only you'd take the Oath.
- Oh Darling,
aren't we a pair?
- If only the evidence wasn't in my face.
- Two peas in a cozy little pod.
- If you only knew how much
I want you to prove me wrong.
Prove your loyalty.
- Where have I heard that before?
- Look, you just get a badge
and everything will be like it was.
Repeat after me.
- Words.
Actions are what matter.
- You can write them down.
I won't look.
(dramatic music)
- Well the truth can be sickening.
And the sickening truth is
Sierra Jones will never
be your girlfriend.
- You should talk.
You look like a busboy.
Do me a favor,
talk to her boyfriend,
Two minutes.
That's all I need.
- What am I gonna say to him?
- He's coming this way.
- Waiter, club soda with lime.
- Two minutes.
- Here.
Let me give you a hand.
(lively music)
- Hi.
Remember me?
(luging)
- Every time I see you.
How's your girlfriend?
- Donna?
She's just my friend.
You can have a friend that's a girl
without her being your girlfriend.
- Well its not so easy
just to be friends with a boy.
- You ever wonder why
they call it club soda?
It's like you gotta be in
a club or something to drink it.
(chuckling nervously)
(loud happy laughing)
- Oh and I,
You know that the people
that would be in that club?
People without taste buds.
(nervously laughing)
- That's how people,
in music industry act,
when they hate each other.
- Hm.
Hey.
(dramatic music)
- It was Jay,
you're involved with him!
How?
- Finger, you're turning blue,
you're clashing with your uniform.
- Don't change the subject!
And don't you dare lie.
- I never lie.
- You never listen.
(heavy breathing)
My monitors are watching.
They see you defying me.
- Just give me a badge.
Who has to know?
- I'll know!
And it'll eat away at me,
until there's nothing left.
(heavy sigh)
- But nothing's changed between us.
Around here treason is
just part of the game.
- Don't you understand?
It's not your betrayal,
it's your defiance I can't tolerate!
I order you to take the Oath!
(heavy shaky breathing)
- My loyalty comes from my heart
and it is not yours to command!
(loud erratic breathing)
- Now that you've done it.
You're making me do something
we're both gonna be sorry for.
(dramatic music)
- Medea is to be put on trial.
- For what?
- Being a witch.
- That's no crime.
- It is now,
Tower Bill 101.
The ink is still wet.
- What's her punishment?
- Perpetual humiliation.
- Finger must be pretty choked.
What she really do?
- Medea is the source of all information
coming from the Tower.
- She was on our side?
She was good?
- Was?
You make her sound
like she's already history.
We've gotta save her.
- That's crazy!
- No, that's Loyalty.
(phone beeping)
- It's unlisted for a reason.
And you give it out to strangers?
You might as well
broadcast it on your show.
(loud sighing)
- I know him!
Sorta.
- Yeah.
He sorta called seven times today.
- He's harmless.
- Or he's crazy.
See that's the thing with fans,
You don't know until it's too late.
- Would you stop worrying?
I mean maybe if I just ignore him,
he'll just go away.
- Mm. Yeah.
(bell ringing)
(crowd murmuring)
- Oye! Oye!
The court is now in session.
Supreme Commander of the World presides.
(bell ringing)
(crowd murmuring)
- Members of the jury.
Nobody wants to be here,
less than me.
But what choice do I have?
What choice do any of us have?
A Tower Law has been broken.
For what is the Tower?
If not a bastion of fairness
and justice for all kids.
- I Object!
- Did I say you could object?
- Sorry.
- Don't you ever listen?
Kids are supposed to listen.
- It won't happen again.
- Thank you.
Your Innate Impartiality.
That's what this Trial is all about.
Medea doesn't listen.
Ask yourselves,
Why do you listen?
And Medea does not.
And Medea doesn't lie.
Ask yourselves,
Why do you lie?
And Medea does not.
Medea will tell the truth,
even if it will get her in trouble.
Boys and girls of the jury,
has any one of you,
ever done that?
(indistinct murmuring)
(bell ringing)
- I've heard enough.
I'm convinced,
now let's get to the good part.
The sentencing.
- I'm afraid I must object
your Ultimate Arbitrariness.
- I'm afraid too.
- Sit down!
- I'm going to enjoy presenting
my entire case against Medea.
I will prove that she is different
because she is a witch,
in violation of Tower Bill 101.
Justice must be served.
(bell ringing)
- Justice?
This is a joke!
- Nobody's laughing.
Mind your own business.
- This is my business.
This is the everyone's business.
You say you want justice,
but who's speaking for Medea?
This, this schmo?
- I, I object.
- Who, who is this guy?
Your Maximum Integrity?
- I'm her new lawyer.
(crowd murmuring "its Jay")
- Uh, who asked him?
(crowd murmuring)
- What are you doing here?
- I'm here to defend you.
- Who asked you?
- Why not?
Let Jay try to defend Medea.
- Only blockheads fight
when there's no chance to win.
(dramatic music)
- You're both too ridiculous for words!
- Fine,
but chew on these two words.
Celebrity.
Stalker.
Hey Jay,
I got your number
and I got your phone messages.
And now I got this.
Thanks for being so stupid.
- Sierra, I just want to talk.
- Yeah, talk to your lawyer.
Maybe now you'll listen.
(melancholy music)
- You gotta believe me.
Her boyfriend's not
like a regular boyfriend.
But she doesn't know it yet.
- But you know?
- Yeah.
It's like he's her jailer.
- Well, he has a famous girlfriend,
he's probably just
concerned for her safety.
- That's what he says.
Words.
Air.
He wants to own her.
He's evil.
- Evil?
Okay.
Now, where do you fit in this picture?
- I'm the only one who can save her.
- You know I'm hearing
that this sounds very real to you Jay,
but your interest in Sierra Jones
could be misinterpreted.
- What do you mean?
- Well you believe you're
trying to save her,
but she could think
you're terrorizing her.
Have you heard about these
new anti stalking laws?
- No.
Anti stalking?
- They've got teeth.
(dramatic music)
- Actually they've got spikes.
This minuscule point,
exerts a pressure of 50 kilograms
per square centimeter.
- Contrary to all the laws of science.
- Yes.
Yet she manages to look them on
efficiently for hours.
Despite the potential for blisters.
- As an expert on everything.
Have you encountered this
type of footwear before?
- No, these are unique.
- Objection!
Medea looks better in her own shoes.
- Overruled.
(dramatic music)
- Why doesn't Jay
realize what's happening?
- Every time he opens his mouth,
he puts his foot in it.
- She's supposed to
wear the Tower uniform,
just like everyone else.
But does she listen?
- Obviously she doesn't listen to you.
- There's my point.
I couldn't have argued it better myself.
Who dares to be different?
No one but a witch.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
- Who orders pineapple and anchovies?
- Penthouse 3, Jones.
- Different.
Who's to judge?
(knocking on the door)
- Guaranteed Pizza!
(upbeat music coming from headphones)
Hi.
- What are you doing here?
- I came to talk to you.
- Look, just leave okay?
My parents are home and-
- No they're not.
I checked.
- Oh Mick was right.
You are crazy.
I'm calling him.
(keys jingling)
I know karate!
- Really?
Show me.
- I'm not kidding.
You better leave or I'll scream.
- What happened to the karate?
Do you always have to
pretend to be so tough?
- Yeah.
- Macro, Finger?
This isn't a trial,
it's a circus.
They're just putting on
a show to scare the kids.
- Now you know what my
life in Tower's be like.
- The only person who guilty here is me.
How could I have doubted you?
- I am good at what I do.
Just ask Finger.
He was under my spell.
(dramatic music)
- If you really are a witch,
then why you still here?
Why don't you just use
your powers to get away?
- You know I'm not a witch.
There's no magic.
- But you are different.
- So are you.
We're all changing.
- But you're not afraid of who you are.
(dramatic music)
- Are you now or have
you ever been a witch?
- No.
- Do you recognize this?
- I don't look good in hats.
- Or this?
- I certainly don't do housework.
- I Object.
Your Stellar Objectivity.
- Hmm, objection sustained.
- Thank you.
Your Unconditional Supportiveness.
- Oh you two make me sick!
What exactly are you afraid of Finger?
- He's not afraid of anything.
- I'll tell you what he's afraid of.
He's afraid of the truth.
And he's afraid of kids
who aren't afraid to tell the truth.
- The only truth that matters
is that Medea is different.
- Of course she's different,
Kids of the Jury.
Ask yourselves,
is it a crime to be different?
Is it a crime to say what you think,
to wear what you want?
- My point exactly.
These are the crimes of a witch.
- No, this is growing up.
Take a good look at yourselves.
We're all growing up.
Medea is the only one
who's not afraid to act like it.
- What's he saying, Fractal?
- The defendant's behavior
is consistent with that of a
fully developed human.
- In layman's terms?
- A grownup.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
(bell ringing)
- Finger charge the jury.
- The judge is supposed to do that.
- Finger's gonna do it anyway.
I might as well be upfront about it.
(loudly clearing throat)
- Grown-up.
Two Syllables.
This is a defense?
I mean if there's anything
worse than a witch,
everybody knows it's a grown up.
Consider the danger
of a grown up living among us.
Like a fungus, her ideas will spread.
Games will become organized sports.
Riddles will become math
problems on final exams.
Who's the first to say,
"everyone out of the pool"
- Pool?
- You know Finger's onto something.
I got hair on my chin,
that white foamy shave goop is fun,
but not everyday.
- If you know what's good for you,
kids will find the defendant guilty
of whatever he says,
Better Listen.
- They'll listen.
They know what happens
to someone who doesn't.
(dramatic music)
- I shouldn't have listened to Mick.
I should have followed my own feelings.
- I Did.
- Don't you sometimes dream
you could meet someone under
different circumstances?
- All the time.
That's why I'm here.
- We find the defendant,
not so guilty of being a witch,
but majorly guilty of being a grown up.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
- Wait,
uh it's not too late.
I don't hold a grudge.
(crowd murmuring)
- Grow up.
(dramatic music)
- Jay, you did good.
No one could have won.
- Medea knew that.
Grown ups are like that.
(sentimental music)
- I'm kind of busy
tonight but maybe later.
- Sure, maybe later.
- No I mean it,
like later next week.
Let's get together.
- Is this a joke?
- I call it a date,
sort of.
- Sort of a date is good.
(elevator dings)
- How did he get in here?
I'm calling the cops.
- Not on an empty stomach.
- You'd never ordered
pizza with pineapple.
- Grow up Mick,
people change.
(dramatic music)
(chains rattling)
(heavy door slams shut)
(dramatic music begins)
(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music ending)
(metal clanking)
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Jay] The doctor said I was in a coma.
Maybe I was.
But there is a world beyond consciousness,
that they knew nothing about.
(dramatic instrumental music)
(dramatic instrumental music continues)
(dramatic instrumental music ends)
- [Jay] But when I came back,
nothing was quite the same.
And I couldn't leave
that other world behind.
(dramatic instrumental music)
My Odyssey continues.
- Afternoon.
- The world is crawling
with potential girlfriends.
- I don't want a girlfriend.
I want her.
- Hello.
- Afternoon Miss Jones.
(car door slams)
- [Jay] Yeah.
- Well the weird thing is,
you look like a regular kid.
If I were a girl,
I think you were normal.
As long as you kept your mouth shut.
- The whole point of this
plan is to talk to her.
Come on, let's go.
♪ If you're not happy, ♪
♪ then it's free. ♪
♪ Our guarantee of quality. ♪
- I'm not happy.
Get out of here.
- I can't believe you ate
the pizza and ruined the plan.
- Come on.
I skipped lunch to do this for you.
- Don't ever be a spy.
- Don't ever be normal!
Besides how do you know
Sierra Jones even likes pizza?
- I told you I know her!
- That's right.
True love strikes anywhere
even when you're in a coma.
- I've seen her since then.
- So is it the other kid
with a TV set!
♪ We are happy, ♪
♪ we are free, ♪
♪ guarantee our loyalty. ♪
(metal clicking)
- [Finger] To our success.
Another perfect plan.
- [Medea] Nobody this
fanatic quite like you.
- Hm-mm.
(lightly giggling)
- Don't bother to knock.
(Medea clears her throat)
- Kids are waiting to take the Oath.
Only, we can't print any more badges
cause some idiot threw
the computer disc in the garbage.
- Who could be so stupid?
- Oh, I can think of one person.
- Excuse me.
Supreme Leader does
not take out the trash.
- The macho extreme was beyond garbage.
- Hmm.
- Although there is one person
who has suddenly become
obsessed with neatness.
(dramatic music)
- Hmm.
And to think moment ago,
I wanted to kiss her.
(dramatic music)
- I can't explain it in words.
- Maybe you can explain
it to her boyfriend.
(indistinct friendly chatter)
- That's it.
- He doesn't need a pizza
to get pass a doorman.
(dramatic music)
(glass and cans rattling)
- [Jay] If I could spend time
with Sierra Jones,
she'd understand.
- You've gone where no
man has gone before.
You've gone beyond mental.
Sierra Jones is not like a regular kid.
She might as well live in a fortress.
- Even in a fortress,
what goes in must come out.
Sierra Jones.
Pent house number 3.
It's an invitation
to a party tonight.
- Like, come as you are.
(laughing)
(sludge slopping)
- Ugh Tower garbage.
- You have to bring it all back.
- The disc was right where
you said it would be Alpha.
- If I spend the rest
of my life in the shower,
I'm still gonna feel sticky!
- Sticky,
but heroic.
This is the program disk for
the Tower's loyalty badges.
- These Badges are like identity cards.
The only way you can get one
is if you pledge loyalty to the Tower,
if you don't wear one,
you stick out like a giant zit.
- Let's do it then.
There's a lot of worried kids
waiting for these.
(computer beeping)
- Way to go!
They look perfect.
(dramatic music)
- I tried to say the Oath,
but it was stuck in my throat
like a chicken bone.
I've been on the run for days.
- You don't have to hide anymore.
- Who would have figured
we'd be on the same side.
I owe you one Jay.
- Not just me,
a lot of people risk plenty for these.
(dramatic music intensifies)
- What's wrong with this picture?
(chains clanking)
- What's his crime?
- Look man,
I am wearing your lousy badge,
all right ?
- Bogus.
- This is really inferior.
I mean who could be doing
a treacherous thing like this?
- Someone foolish enough
to still have ideals.
- With a clueless accomplice.
- With bad hand-eye coordination
and an inside source.
- Bad forgeries and secret agents?
(heavy sigh)
Macro.
Are you missing something
from your personal life?
You're talking about treason.
- We're talking about you.
- The Royal oui?
(laughing nervously)
- There's no one else, Medea.
- What?
Macro sells me out and you buy?
What am I missing?
(dramatic music)
- Macro go to your room,
put your toys away first.
(dramatic music)
- Hey paws off!
(dramatic music)
- Now...
What's really bothering you ?
- If only you'd take the Oath.
- Oh Darling,
aren't we a pair?
- If only the evidence wasn't in my face.
- Two peas in a cozy little pod.
- If you only knew how much
I want you to prove me wrong.
Prove your loyalty.
- Where have I heard that before?
- Look, you just get a badge
and everything will be like it was.
Repeat after me.
- Words.
Actions are what matter.
- You can write them down.
I won't look.
(dramatic music)
- Well the truth can be sickening.
And the sickening truth is
Sierra Jones will never
be your girlfriend.
- You should talk.
You look like a busboy.
Do me a favor,
talk to her boyfriend,
Two minutes.
That's all I need.
- What am I gonna say to him?
- He's coming this way.
- Waiter, club soda with lime.
- Two minutes.
- Here.
Let me give you a hand.
(lively music)
- Hi.
Remember me?
(luging)
- Every time I see you.
How's your girlfriend?
- Donna?
She's just my friend.
You can have a friend that's a girl
without her being your girlfriend.
- Well its not so easy
just to be friends with a boy.
- You ever wonder why
they call it club soda?
It's like you gotta be in
a club or something to drink it.
(chuckling nervously)
(loud happy laughing)
- Oh and I,
You know that the people
that would be in that club?
People without taste buds.
(nervously laughing)
- That's how people,
in music industry act,
when they hate each other.
- Hm.
Hey.
(dramatic music)
- It was Jay,
you're involved with him!
How?
- Finger, you're turning blue,
you're clashing with your uniform.
- Don't change the subject!
And don't you dare lie.
- I never lie.
- You never listen.
(heavy breathing)
My monitors are watching.
They see you defying me.
- Just give me a badge.
Who has to know?
- I'll know!
And it'll eat away at me,
until there's nothing left.
(heavy sigh)
- But nothing's changed between us.
Around here treason is
just part of the game.
- Don't you understand?
It's not your betrayal,
it's your defiance I can't tolerate!
I order you to take the Oath!
(heavy shaky breathing)
- My loyalty comes from my heart
and it is not yours to command!
(loud erratic breathing)
- Now that you've done it.
You're making me do something
we're both gonna be sorry for.
(dramatic music)
- Medea is to be put on trial.
- For what?
- Being a witch.
- That's no crime.
- It is now,
Tower Bill 101.
The ink is still wet.
- What's her punishment?
- Perpetual humiliation.
- Finger must be pretty choked.
What she really do?
- Medea is the source of all information
coming from the Tower.
- She was on our side?
She was good?
- Was?
You make her sound
like she's already history.
We've gotta save her.
- That's crazy!
- No, that's Loyalty.
(phone beeping)
- It's unlisted for a reason.
And you give it out to strangers?
You might as well
broadcast it on your show.
(loud sighing)
- I know him!
Sorta.
- Yeah.
He sorta called seven times today.
- He's harmless.
- Or he's crazy.
See that's the thing with fans,
You don't know until it's too late.
- Would you stop worrying?
I mean maybe if I just ignore him,
he'll just go away.
- Mm. Yeah.
(bell ringing)
(crowd murmuring)
- Oye! Oye!
The court is now in session.
Supreme Commander of the World presides.
(bell ringing)
(crowd murmuring)
- Members of the jury.
Nobody wants to be here,
less than me.
But what choice do I have?
What choice do any of us have?
A Tower Law has been broken.
For what is the Tower?
If not a bastion of fairness
and justice for all kids.
- I Object!
- Did I say you could object?
- Sorry.
- Don't you ever listen?
Kids are supposed to listen.
- It won't happen again.
- Thank you.
Your Innate Impartiality.
That's what this Trial is all about.
Medea doesn't listen.
Ask yourselves,
Why do you listen?
And Medea does not.
And Medea doesn't lie.
Ask yourselves,
Why do you lie?
And Medea does not.
Medea will tell the truth,
even if it will get her in trouble.
Boys and girls of the jury,
has any one of you,
ever done that?
(indistinct murmuring)
(bell ringing)
- I've heard enough.
I'm convinced,
now let's get to the good part.
The sentencing.
- I'm afraid I must object
your Ultimate Arbitrariness.
- I'm afraid too.
- Sit down!
- I'm going to enjoy presenting
my entire case against Medea.
I will prove that she is different
because she is a witch,
in violation of Tower Bill 101.
Justice must be served.
(bell ringing)
- Justice?
This is a joke!
- Nobody's laughing.
Mind your own business.
- This is my business.
This is the everyone's business.
You say you want justice,
but who's speaking for Medea?
This, this schmo?
- I, I object.
- Who, who is this guy?
Your Maximum Integrity?
- I'm her new lawyer.
(crowd murmuring "its Jay")
- Uh, who asked him?
(crowd murmuring)
- What are you doing here?
- I'm here to defend you.
- Who asked you?
- Why not?
Let Jay try to defend Medea.
- Only blockheads fight
when there's no chance to win.
(dramatic music)
- You're both too ridiculous for words!
- Fine,
but chew on these two words.
Celebrity.
Stalker.
Hey Jay,
I got your number
and I got your phone messages.
And now I got this.
Thanks for being so stupid.
- Sierra, I just want to talk.
- Yeah, talk to your lawyer.
Maybe now you'll listen.
(melancholy music)
- You gotta believe me.
Her boyfriend's not
like a regular boyfriend.
But she doesn't know it yet.
- But you know?
- Yeah.
It's like he's her jailer.
- Well, he has a famous girlfriend,
he's probably just
concerned for her safety.
- That's what he says.
Words.
Air.
He wants to own her.
He's evil.
- Evil?
Okay.
Now, where do you fit in this picture?
- I'm the only one who can save her.
- You know I'm hearing
that this sounds very real to you Jay,
but your interest in Sierra Jones
could be misinterpreted.
- What do you mean?
- Well you believe you're
trying to save her,
but she could think
you're terrorizing her.
Have you heard about these
new anti stalking laws?
- No.
Anti stalking?
- They've got teeth.
(dramatic music)
- Actually they've got spikes.
This minuscule point,
exerts a pressure of 50 kilograms
per square centimeter.
- Contrary to all the laws of science.
- Yes.
Yet she manages to look them on
efficiently for hours.
Despite the potential for blisters.
- As an expert on everything.
Have you encountered this
type of footwear before?
- No, these are unique.
- Objection!
Medea looks better in her own shoes.
- Overruled.
(dramatic music)
- Why doesn't Jay
realize what's happening?
- Every time he opens his mouth,
he puts his foot in it.
- She's supposed to
wear the Tower uniform,
just like everyone else.
But does she listen?
- Obviously she doesn't listen to you.
- There's my point.
I couldn't have argued it better myself.
Who dares to be different?
No one but a witch.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
- Who orders pineapple and anchovies?
- Penthouse 3, Jones.
- Different.
Who's to judge?
(knocking on the door)
- Guaranteed Pizza!
(upbeat music coming from headphones)
Hi.
- What are you doing here?
- I came to talk to you.
- Look, just leave okay?
My parents are home and-
- No they're not.
I checked.
- Oh Mick was right.
You are crazy.
I'm calling him.
(keys jingling)
I know karate!
- Really?
Show me.
- I'm not kidding.
You better leave or I'll scream.
- What happened to the karate?
Do you always have to
pretend to be so tough?
- Yeah.
- Macro, Finger?
This isn't a trial,
it's a circus.
They're just putting on
a show to scare the kids.
- Now you know what my
life in Tower's be like.
- The only person who guilty here is me.
How could I have doubted you?
- I am good at what I do.
Just ask Finger.
He was under my spell.
(dramatic music)
- If you really are a witch,
then why you still here?
Why don't you just use
your powers to get away?
- You know I'm not a witch.
There's no magic.
- But you are different.
- So are you.
We're all changing.
- But you're not afraid of who you are.
(dramatic music)
- Are you now or have
you ever been a witch?
- No.
- Do you recognize this?
- I don't look good in hats.
- Or this?
- I certainly don't do housework.
- I Object.
Your Stellar Objectivity.
- Hmm, objection sustained.
- Thank you.
Your Unconditional Supportiveness.
- Oh you two make me sick!
What exactly are you afraid of Finger?
- He's not afraid of anything.
- I'll tell you what he's afraid of.
He's afraid of the truth.
And he's afraid of kids
who aren't afraid to tell the truth.
- The only truth that matters
is that Medea is different.
- Of course she's different,
Kids of the Jury.
Ask yourselves,
is it a crime to be different?
Is it a crime to say what you think,
to wear what you want?
- My point exactly.
These are the crimes of a witch.
- No, this is growing up.
Take a good look at yourselves.
We're all growing up.
Medea is the only one
who's not afraid to act like it.
- What's he saying, Fractal?
- The defendant's behavior
is consistent with that of a
fully developed human.
- In layman's terms?
- A grownup.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
(bell ringing)
- Finger charge the jury.
- The judge is supposed to do that.
- Finger's gonna do it anyway.
I might as well be upfront about it.
(loudly clearing throat)
- Grown-up.
Two Syllables.
This is a defense?
I mean if there's anything
worse than a witch,
everybody knows it's a grown up.
Consider the danger
of a grown up living among us.
Like a fungus, her ideas will spread.
Games will become organized sports.
Riddles will become math
problems on final exams.
Who's the first to say,
"everyone out of the pool"
- Pool?
- You know Finger's onto something.
I got hair on my chin,
that white foamy shave goop is fun,
but not everyday.
- If you know what's good for you,
kids will find the defendant guilty
of whatever he says,
Better Listen.
- They'll listen.
They know what happens
to someone who doesn't.
(dramatic music)
- I shouldn't have listened to Mick.
I should have followed my own feelings.
- I Did.
- Don't you sometimes dream
you could meet someone under
different circumstances?
- All the time.
That's why I'm here.
- We find the defendant,
not so guilty of being a witch,
but majorly guilty of being a grown up.
(crowd murmuring)
(dramatic music)
- Wait,
uh it's not too late.
I don't hold a grudge.
(crowd murmuring)
- Grow up.
(dramatic music)
- Jay, you did good.
No one could have won.
- Medea knew that.
Grown ups are like that.
(sentimental music)
- I'm kind of busy
tonight but maybe later.
- Sure, maybe later.
- No I mean it,
like later next week.
Let's get together.
- Is this a joke?
- I call it a date,
sort of.
- Sort of a date is good.
(elevator dings)
- How did he get in here?
I'm calling the cops.
- Not on an empty stomach.
- You'd never ordered
pizza with pineapple.
- Grow up Mick,
people change.
(dramatic music)
(chains rattling)
(heavy door slams shut)
(dramatic music begins)
(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music ending)