Fantasy Island

Julie: Here is the box. Mr. Roarke: Thank you Julie, we will build a fire of juniper wood and burn the contents of the box, it's a vital condition. Julie: But the brick won't burn. Mr. Roarke: No but it has confirmed my worst fears. Julie would not have known about the brick. My Godchild would never have broken her word and looked inside the box. Oh I know what you have done. Mephistopheles: Not bad Roarke, that brick really had me going it was a clever ruse. Mr. Roarke: It was nothing compared to the convulted deviousness of your traps. You are after me and yet you ensnare Julie of all people. Mephistopheles: Oh come on now Roarke, you didn't think I'd be such a fool as to attack indirectly, not with your dear little Godchild so near at hand, ready to be plucked. Mr. Roarke: She hasn't had an evil thought in all her life. Mephistopheles: All the more reason Roarke, why I delighted in her downfall, excuse me.