:02:00
He's gone again. He left home hours ago.
:02:09
What good is my sorcery
if I can't help my own boy?
:02:14
Answer me, someone.
:02:17
He's not fooling me.
:02:20
I know where he is.
He's at the magic pool again.
:02:25
Love is his curse. He is in love.
:02:27
You think I don't know it?
I've tried to cure him of it.
:02:31
Am I losing my skill as a sorceress?
:02:36
No. No, Sybil.
:02:39
Doesn't my witchcraft cure snakebites...
:02:42
chilblains, carbuncles, pinkeye, hangnails...
:02:47
and unhappy memories?
:02:49
Yes. Yes, Sybil.
:02:52
Then why can't I rid the boy of this fever?
:02:56
George is a man. And human.
:02:59
Human, yes. But hardly a man.
He's a mere boy of 20.
:03:04
In love.
:03:07
George. Already a man. In love?
:03:13
He ought to be at home
learning a good trade.
:03:17
Like mine.
:03:28
Pool of magic, obey my wish.
:03:31
Bring her vision into my sight.
That's right. Find her.
:03:38
She's at the palace.
:03:44
No, inside.
:03:46
Perhaps the throne room.