Wyvern Page #7

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- Oh, my God.

- What are you guys looking at?

(screaming)

- Oh, my God!

(all screaming)

- The festival.

(snarling)

- Oh! Get back!

Edna, get down!

(roaring)

- Oh, that smell.

My God, what is it?

(snarling)

(growling)

- Help!

- You okay?

- Yes.

- Hey! Anyone!

(screaming)

- Okay, is everyone okay?

Anyone hurt?

- Hurt?

There's dead people out there!

- I know that, Farley!

I'm talking about in here!

Is everybody okay? You okay?

- I'm fine.

But what the hell was that?!

- I have no idea.

- Is it...

It looked like a dragon.

Right?

- I know. It makes no sense.

- Like a dragon!

- I know. It's insane.

Where... where's the phone?

- The phones are dead.

That damn thing

tore out a bunch of poles,

ripped out a bunch of wires,

took everything off the roof

of my studio. See that thing?!

- Thing's a beast.

Right out of Revelations.

We're all doomed.

- Calm down, Edna, okay?

Listen, are you sure

all the lines are down?

- Yeah, my power too.

- I'm telling you,

it's Revelations.

- What are you talking about?

- The Good Book.

"And the great dragon

was cast out,

"that old serpent

called the devil.

"And Satan, which deceiveth

the whole world, was cast out

into the earth and his angels

were cast out with him."

Revelations,

chapter 12, verse 9?

It is the end of days!

I'm telling you,

we brought down

the wrath of God.

- That's the Good Book, huh?

- You got a better explanation?

You said it was a cockatoad.

- I was in shock.

I wasn't thinking clear.

- Got anything better now?

- It was...

It was a wyvern.

- That's ridiculous.

- H-hold on a second.

Let him speak.

What are you saying, Hass?

- The Nordic people

call it the wyvern.

It was a dragon so fierce,

so nasty,

that it was rumoured

that it was birthed

by Hel herself.

That's "Hel" with one L,

the goddess

of the Norse underground.

Its sole purpose was to eat

the corpses of evildoers.

Well, it got bored with that

and started feasting on men,

children, women...

- What does this have to do

with the price of wheat

in Alaska?

- Everything, Farley!

When it got tired of the men

and women and children,

then it went on a feeding frenzy

so fierce that it...

accidentally bit Odin,

the ruler of Valhalla.

Odin didn't take kindly to that.

Banished the wyvern

to the frozen tundra,

where it would spend eternity...

locked in the icecaps.

I guess... now that the icecaps

are melting...

... the wyvern's been released

to wreak its havoc on the world.

- You know what?

We've got a real problem

and Hass is telling

mythological allegories

like "you bit off more

than you can chew."

- Look, an allegory

did not bite off Doc's arm!

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