CROWD:
A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! We've found a witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! A witch! We've got a witch! A witch! A witch! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! We've found a witch! We've found a witch! A witch! A witch! A witch!
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We have found a witch. May we burn her?
CROWD:
Burn her! Burn! Burn her! Burn her!
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How do you know she is a witch?
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She looks like one.
CROWD:
Right! Yeah! Yeah!
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Bring her forward.
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I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch.
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Uh, but you are dressed as one.
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They dressed me up like this.
CROWD:
Augh, we didn't! We didn't...
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And this isn't my nose. It's a false one.
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Well?
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Well, we did do the nose.
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The nose?
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And the hat, but she is a witch!
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Yeah!
CROWD:
We burn her! Right! Yeaaah! Yeaah!
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Did you dress her up like this?
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No!
and
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No. No.
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No.
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No.
and
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No.
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Yes.
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Yes.
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Yes. Yeah, a bit.
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A bit.
and
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A bit.
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A bit.
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She has got a wart.
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[cough]
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What makes you think she is a witch?
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Well, she turned me into a newt.
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A newt?
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I got better.
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Burn her anyway!
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Burn!
CROWD:
Burn her! Burn! Burn her!...
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Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! Quiet! There are ways of telling whether she is a witch.
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Are there?
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Ah?
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What are they?
CROWD:
Tell us! Tell us!...
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Tell me. What do you do with witches?
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Burn!
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Burn!
CROWD:
Burn! Burn them up! Burn!...
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And what do you burn apart from witches?
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More witches!
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Shh!
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Wood!
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So, why do witches burn?
[pause]
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B--... 'cause they're made of... wood?
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Good! Heh heh.
CROWD:
Oh, yeah. Oh.
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So, how do we tell whether she is made of wood?
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Build a bridge out of her.
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Ah, but can you not also make bridges out of stone?
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Oh, yeah.
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Oh, yeah. True. Uhh...
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Does wood sink in water?
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No. No.
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No, it floats! It floats!
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Throw her into the pond!
CROWD:
The pond! Throw her into the pond!
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What also floats in water?
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Bread!
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Apples!
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Uh, very small rocks!
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Cider!
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Uh, gra-- gravy!
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Cherries!
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Mud!
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Uh, churches! Churches!
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Lead! Lead!
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A duck!
CROWD:
Oooh.
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Exactly. So, logically...
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If... she... weighs... the same as a duck,... she's made of wood.
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And therefore?
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A witch!
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A witch!
CROWD:
A witch! A witch!...
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Here is a duck. Use this duck.
[quack quack quack]
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Very good. We shall use my largest scales.
CROWD:
Ohh! Ohh! Burn the witch! Burn the witch! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Ahh! Ahh...
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Right. Remove the supports!
[whop]
[clunk]
[creak]
CROWD:
A witch! A witch! A witch!
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It's a fair cop.
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Burn her!
CROWD:
Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn! Burn!...
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Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science?
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I am Cid, King of the Forums.
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My liege!
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Good Sir Knight, will you come with me to EyesonFF and join us at the forums?
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My liege! I would be honored.
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What is your name?
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Loony BoB, my liege.
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Then I dub you Loony BoB, Cid’s Knight.
EDIT: I only just now realized that BoB isn't a CK at all. :S
EDIT 2: BoB insists that he is, in fact, a CK, so it's all cool.