(WAITRESS with really long ponytail answers her.)
WAITRESS: What’s that, sweetie?
POLLY: (not sweet) I want more cherries!
(MELISSA and OFFICER BRIGGS still talking at table.)
MELISSA: I saw Dave dead. Before he was dead. I saw him in frozen foods all cut and bloody and it’s not the first time. My husband … I saw him in a window dead before it happened. You know, with a hook?
(At counter)
POLLY: I want more cherries, now!
WAITRESS: You’ll have to go ask your Mommy for some more money, hon. I just can’t give them away.
WAITER: Window order.
(Doll’s eyes open.)
DOLL: Let’s have fun.
POLLY: Mommy, I want more cherries.
MELISSA: We got to go now, Polly.
OFFICER BRIGGS: (holding up a key) Take this, Melissa. It’s a place we use for hunting up near Schoodic Lake …
POLLY: Mommy!
OFFICER BRIGGS: …or else there’s going to be trouble. More than you need.
POLLY: Mommy! Mommy!
(WAITRESS’ long hair gets caught in the milkshake mixing machine. She begins screaming as blood appears at her hairline. OFFICER BRIGGS rushes to help her. MELISSA and POLLY run out the door.)
SCENE 7 (JANE FROELICH’S house. JANE looks through door window.)
JANE: Is that you, Jack?
BONSAINT: Uh, yeah, it’s me, Jane. Come in?
JANE: (opens door, hostile) Who’ve you got with you?
SCULLY: Miss Froelich, my name’s Dana Scully. I’m with the FBI. I just happen to be here on vacation , and uh …
JANE: So?
SCULLY: So, I just am helping out the chief here.
JANE: You talked to her?
SCULLY: Who?
JANE: Oh, please. Melissa Turner. That whore’s a witch sure as I’m standing here. She’s descended from the Hawthornes in Salem and the Englishes, too. She comes from a cursed lineage and now she’s passing it on to the whelp. God save that little girl if somebody don’t do something. Lord knows I tried.
BONSAINT: Jane, if we could just come in for a few minutes and talk.
JANE: I found out last year how much good talking to you does, Jack Bonsaint. I explained everything and the city closed me down anyway. Our great-great-grandfathers knew how to treat witches. They would have driven the demon out of that little girl and given that slattern of a mother just what she’s got coming! (slams door)
SCULLY: New England hospitality. Heard about it my whole life. Finally got a chance to experience it for myself.
(JANE watches them walk to the car.)
BONSAINT: Well, you see what I’m up against here, public sentiment and all.
SCULLY: This family tree of Melissa Turner’s...
BONSAINT: Ayuh..
SCULLY: It’s all talk, isn’t it?
BONSAINT: Oh, I never really asked. Why?
SCULLY: Well, I think you need to bring her in to straighten this out.
BONSAINT: Under what pretext?
SCULLY: That she might know something.
BONSAINT: About what?
SCULLY: Well, about what I’m sure is a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this.
BONSAINT: Ayuh.
SCULLY: Well, I wish I could help you out. You know, I’m just … on vacation.
(They get in car. SCULLY watches JANE standing in the window, watching them.)
