Journal of the Marquis de Sade

[The Marquis appears onscreen and holds his journal in such a way to reveal the chamber in which he and Riddick and Renate have found themselves. It is sterile and clean like much of the facility, with a whole wall open to the landscape beyond -- far less hospitable than where they are now, but only for the moment, perhaps. There is some mild interference in the camera, the lightest static.]

We've been in this room some hours, now, and cannot find [buzzzzzz]-o move forward or go back the way we came.

[An odd, electronic tinkle of notes can be heard, a slow and flowing bar played, and one can see there appears to be some light coming up from underneath. He turns his journal to show it]

However, this happens every few minutes or s-- [static]

Lucius, we will be taking a late dinner; if we dine then we dine in style. But remember: When in Rome, do as the Romans do. We'll be vacationing like "Muggles", as you call them. So your wand stays stowed away and you must dress appropriately.

I think it would be best for me to remain on the ship during this venture, but if my Inmate desires an outing, he will require a chaperone.

Iago, if such a thing is arranged, I have two conditions.

To the rest of you, please enjoy yourselves and have a thought for this exceedingly bored patient. Update your journals regularly with things that are interesting. Give me something to read and remark upon!

I have something for you.

Iago, I have not seen much of modern America as yet, but what little I've seen has left an enormous impression. We are both about to witness wonders that are unimaginable. Your first port, my treasure, is going to be one not soon forgotten. I promise you that.

We'll need to make preparations, however.

And one thing we're definitely not going to miss is the theatre. If we can find someone actually showing Streetcar it might be helpful to both of us, not to mention others in the troupe. Seeing it done might answer a few questions we both have. And if there isn't one, we'll find something else.

That being said, is there anyone here who might be willing to act as a guide for myself and my Inmate?

[Private to Henry West -- readable by Dr Horrible]

I feel silly asking this, but my Inmate is in need of some modern clothing. I don't suppose you or Billy might be willing to lend a set? He'll only need one, as I'll be able to buy him more.

[Private to Pavi]

And I would very much like a little time alone with you at some point. But you are perhaps better versed in the locale than I am?

I think I ate people. Did I eat people?

Was one of them my Warden, by chance? She seems to have disappeared. Quickest turnover yet!

Well... that was positively vile, wasn't it? Even before things started changing. Is that what centuries of repression and religious self-righteousness gets the human race? Bland, bleak, overbound, so devoid of any negative influence that we've all but lost any semblance of flavor?

I'll stick to the Barge any day.

Better still, I'd sooner choose my cell at the Asylum.

Why is my door locked?

[Private to Romana, the Admiral, and anybody else who might have been responsible.]

Oh, come on! He deserved it!