(Aloysius and the other warlocks are standing outside his house.) ALOYSIUS: Courtney! (to TOMMY RAWHEAD) Back away. I'm the one you want, creature.
(Tommy Rawhead turns to face them.) TOMMY RAWHEAD: Oh, I beg to differ. I want you all.
(Aloysius raises a fist, crackling with magic.) ALOYSIUS: Then take me first, if you can. TOMMY RAWHEAD: I am fat on your kind, warlock, but one more won't hurt. Do your worst. I have been cursed a thousand times by such as you. I am a jumble of curses.
(He begins to charge at him.) TOMMY RAWHEAD: One more will make no difference.
(Without a word, Aloysius unsheathes his cane-sword and lops off Tommy Rawhead's, well, head.)
