The Three Lives of Thomasina Page #3

No, no! Go on, Geordie. Go on.

Come on, Geordie.

Go away. Go away.

Go away. Go away.

Larry, come back here.

Oh, your leg is broken.

You poor wee thing.

Has somebody brought you

up here to be cured

By the mad witch

in the Glen?

Eye of newt and hair of dog,

Give me the power

to cure the frog.

listen. Magic.

Off to my cauldron.

Where is my broom?

Och, you poor wee thing.

I don't know why

I bother

To dose that dog

of yours.

The worst thing that's

wrong with him is his owner.

Don't give him sugar.

Aw, but he has

a sweet tooth, Andrew.

Poor old Finn.

Look how pleased he is.

You think more of his

affection and gratitude for you

Than you do of his health.

All you people with pets

are the same.

That's why he's too fat,

poor brute.

"brute,"

he calls you, Finn.

Oh! That's part of the reason

Why folks here are slow

to accept your doctoring.

You show no feeling

for the sick animals you treat,

The animals they love.

Are sentimental about, you

mean, to the point of not knowing

What's best for them, like you and

Mrs. Laggan who was here just now.

Poor old Annie.

Poor old Annie.

Poor old brute of a dog,

you should say.

You thought I was hard on her

just now, didn't you?

My job is to relieve suffering

in animals.

The tribulations of the soul

I leave to you.

She'll get over it, angus.

Aye, but when someone

you love dies,

Something of yourself

dies, too.

You think you have to

tell me that?

Oh, I'm sorry, Andrew.

Forgive me.

That dog of hers was all old

Annie Laggan had left to love.

At least you're not alone.

No.

Look at her now.

Thomasina, where are you?

Thomasina?

Be careful.

It's the jungle.

It's a million Miles thick.

It's full of lions

and tigers.

Thomasina!

Thomasina, come back!

Have you lost

something, Mary?

Shh! We're hunting lions.

Lions? Here?

Geordie, where's your frog?

Did daddy cure him?

No, he wouldn't try.

We took it to the witch in the Glen.

You didn't. I did. We all did.

You saw her?

Is she a real witch?

Aye, we saw her

chant magic over the frog

And take it into her house.

Did you speak to her?

Och, no. She's queer

in the head.

She's got a big drum

in the house.

She bangs on it

and sings awful weird.

There's all kinds

of animals there.

Did she fly

on a broomstick?

Well, not exactly fly.

But she had one, though.

Weren't you afraid?

Well, I wouldn't recommend

just anybody goin' up there.

You were afraid.

You made Geordie take

the frog to the tree.

That was you.

I wasn't afraid.

You must be awful brave.

I am... A bit.

Uh... Remember, angus,

Just keep him

off the sugar.

Well, I can try.

Hello, Mary.

Geordie Macnab took his

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