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Scene
Thirty-Six:
Time
to Bounce . . . Or Saved
by the Truth?
An
Eye for a Testicle
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The scene is in stasis. As SET stands over the fallen HORUS, ready for the kill, MA'AT has just intervened when HORUS invoked her, an escape trick that SET has already agreed to let HORUS use only once. As the dispute erupts, KHU image of RA appears. Other NETERs adjust themselves to RA.
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My
Lord, Set and Horus agreed at their last meeting
that I would be permitted to speak if one of them
invoked me. And now Horus has.
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SET:
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What!? This is outrageous!
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MA'AT:
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You did agree.
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RA KHU:
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Did you?
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SET:
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Yes.
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RA:
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This is getting primally confusing.
You've just told the truth, Set.
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SET:
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I know. Conditions are very fluid.
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RA:
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Is this really you? How do we know it's you?
(SET shrugs.) One question, Horus.
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HORUS:
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Thank you, mighty eagle of the Sun. The question
for the Goddess of Truth is: what is Truth?
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SET:
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What? Oh, please. This is becoming risible.
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RA:
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I have the Sun's own time for this, but I'm
not sure our human friends do. We came here to tell
a story, and now we are nearly asking all these
good people to devote a significant portion of their
lives to being in our play. Let us move it along,
shall we? Quickly?
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RA's Voice goes OFF as his KHU fades. SET looks on helplessly as ISIS continues to treat HORUS' wounds.
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MA'AT:
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What is Truth? (SET groans.) All I know about the Truth is that when someone says he has a grain of the truth, listen. If he says he has a lot of the truth, be careful. And if he says he's the only one with the truth, be ready to relocate. (To HORUS:) In fairness to Set, I may keep talking only until you are ready to resume.
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HORUS:
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I'm almost ready. What is Truth?
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MA'AT:
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Truth is love. Everything else
is false. Thoughts and words used without
love are false. With love, they are
true. It is impossible to love and to
lie at the same time. What else is there?
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SET:
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Here we go. Get ready to bounce.
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HORUS:
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One thing. I claim a secret.
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SET:
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What?
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HORUS:
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That was your advice. To ask Nephthys to
agree to give me one secret when I most needed it.
Wouldn't you agree that I need it now?
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SET:
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You're right. I said that. And yes, you
do need any help you can get.
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SET swings, attacking HORUS. HORUS rolls out
of the way, then stuns SET with a LIGHT bolt to
the solar plexus. BLACKOUT except for pinspot of
LIGHT on HORUS' face.
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SET:
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(Swinging, unable to see HORUS:)
Where is he?
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NEPHTHYS:
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As this is only for you, Horus,
I cloak us so we can't be seen or heard.
Do you understand? The secret is (Pause
as HORUS listens.). Do you have it?
(HORUS nods.)
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LIGHTS UP. LIGHT TETRAHEDRON becomes
a LIGHT PYRAMID, now including HORUS
as the fourth floor point, and enclosing
SET.
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SET:
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You baboon turd. And with the
help of my wife. You know I rage at
betrayal. (Pursuing NEPHTHYS.) And you've
done it again.
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ISIS releases her AROMA of jasmine,
patchouli, basil and frankincense.
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SET:
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And now that fragrance. (To ISIS:)
Oh, this is unfair. My skirt is pointed
with love, my heart is on purpose. Here
I come.
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As SET stands pulled in three directions by
his blood hunger, his rage and his lust, HORUS hits
him in the throat with a LIGHT bolt, then grabs
him around the chest and between the legs. HORUS
pulls out his hand from between SET's legs. SET
howls, then immediately fights to conceal his pain.
HORUS now holds a ball of red fire in his LIGHT
SLING. It is SET's TESTICLE.
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SET:
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We are complete for now, are we not?
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HORUS:
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I believe so. Thank you.
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SET:
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My compliments. Most impressive choice of
weapons and integration of forces. When you're ready
to exchange the treasure you've taken for the one
I have here, we shall meet again. Are you ready
for a walk in the dark?
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HORUS:
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As ready, I suppose, as you are for having
to live soft until I come back. Would you like to
serve the wine?
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SET:
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You have got some brass. (Begins to exit.)
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HORUS:
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You'll be the perfect host. (To CELEBRANTS:)
It's an honor to play with you, friends. We owe
you a faster show! Hang on. It's about to take off.
(Exit.)
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