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His eyes flicker in the direction of the door as CORSO enters.
CORSO's entrance has also been noted by a GIRL in jeans and white
sneakers:
childlike face, short hair and green, feline eyes.He sits down in the same row, but on the other side of the aisle,
settles himself in his chair and scans the AUDIENCE, most of whom
are middle-aged and female. He gives the GIRL a cursory glance,
then concentrates on BALKAN.
BALKAN (cont.):
Bodin was probably the first to attempt toestablish a system - if the term system may be applied to the
Middle Ages - for classifying the contemporary perceptions of
evil. In Bodin we find one of the first definitions of the word
'witch'. I quote: (c*cks his head for a better look at the text)
'A witch is a person who, though cognizant of the laws of God,
endeavors to act through the medium of a pact with the Devil...'
As BALKAN's lecture proceeds, CORSO's eyelids begin to droop. We
PAN over the faces of the AUDIENCE (THE GIRL is still covertly
observing CORSO). BALKAN's voice drones on, fades away.
9. BALKAN BUILDING: LECTURE ROOM INT/NIGHT
CLOSE on CORSO fast asleep.
BALKAN (O.S.):
I see you enjoyed my little talk, Mr. Corso.CORSO gives a start and opens his eyes. He takes a moment or two
to focus on BALKAN, who's standing over him. Peering around
through his steel-rimmed glasses, he sees that the lecture is
over. The last of the AUDIENCE are filing out. We glimpse THE
GIRL making her exit.
CORSO:
Did I snore?BALKAN:
Nice of you to ask. No, not that I noticed. Shall we go?He gestures at the door with a cold and impassive air. CORSO gets
to his feet.
10. BALKAN BUILDING: LOBBY INT/NIGHT
BALKAN walks swiftly across the lobby to the elevators with CORSO
at his heels. They leave behind a buzz of conversation from
members of the AUDIENCE who are still discussing the lecture.
BALKAN:
Don't you sleep nights?CORSO:
Like a baby.BALKAN:
Strange, I'd have bet a brace of Gutenberg Bibles youspend half the night with your eyes peeled. You're one of those
lean, hungry, restless types that put the wind up Julius Caesar -
men who'd stab their friends in the back...
They reach the elevator. BALKAN presses a button and turns to
CORSO, who yawns.
BALKAN (cont.) Not, I suspect, that you have many friends, do
you, Mr. Corso? Your kind seldom does.
CORSO (calmly):
Go to hell.BALKAN is unruffled by CORSO's discourtesy. The elevator doors
open. He stands aside to let CORSO pass, then follows him in.
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