[Dunstan walks round the market at Stormhold. He sees a beautiful lady and stares at her. An older woman talks to him]
Ditchwater Sal:
[to Dunstan]
I don't deal with time wasters.
Ditchwater Sal:
[to her slave girl]
Get over here and tend this stall. I'm off to "The Slaughtered Prince" for a pint.
[Ditchwater Sal walks away and the slave girl approach Dunstan]
Slave Girl:
See anything you like?
Young Dunstan Thorn:
[seeing her]
Umm... Definitely.
[the slave laughs]
Young Dunstan Thorn:
I mean. What, wha-wha-what I meant was...
[he sees some flowers]
Young Dunstan Thorn:
These ones, the blue ones. How-how much are they?
Slave Girl:
They might be the colour of your hair. Or they might be all of your memories before you were three. I can check if you like. Anyway, you shouldn't buy the bluebells.
[she takes a white flower]
Slave Girl:
Buy this one instead. Snowdrop. It'll bring you luck.
Young Dunstan Thorn:
But what does that cost?
Slave Girl:
This one
[meaning the flower]
Slave Girl:
costs a kiss.
[the slave girl places the flower in Dunstan's jacket. He is going to kiss her on her cheek, but she turns her mouth towards his. They kiss passionately]
Slave Girl:
Is she gone?
[meaning Ditchwater Sal]
Slave Girl:
Follow me.
[she walks to the caravan behind her and Dunstan follows her. He notices she has a chain tied round her ankle]
Slave Girl:
I'm a princess. Tricked into being a witch's slave. Will you liberate me?
[Dunstan cuts the chain, but it fastens itself again]
Slave Girl:
It's an enchanted chain. I'll only be free when she dies. Sorry.
Young Dunstan Thorn:
Well... If I can't liberate you. What do you want of me?
[she gives him her hand and they both climb into the caravan as the camera pans rapidly backwards and upwards]
