The Relic1997

[Dr. Green, Dr. Frock and Dr. Cuthbert discuss the mysterious crates that arrived from Dr. John Whitney's research in Brazil]

Dr. Albert Frock:
No words from John yet, but these crates arrived this morning. They were supposed to be on a ship, except there was some mix-up in Brazil, and they never made it. They were sent by air freight. Here, here, take a look at this. [holds up the relic to Dr. Green] The Kothoga.

Dr. Ann Cuthbert:
Could be.

Margo Green:
And what does this God specialize in?

Dr. Albert Frock:
South American tribe, the Zenzera, long thought to be extinct - They made a deal with Satan to vanquish their enemies. So Kothoga was born - Son of Satan. You have that look again, Margo.

Margo Green:
Why do we keep financing John Whitney's expeditions? As if superstition were the same thing as science.

Dr. Ann Cuthbert:
Anthropologists are permitted to believe in myth. It's part of their charm. In any case, our superstition exhibit is excellent box office for this Museum, and that benefits you, as well.

Margo Green:
Using superstition to bring people to the museum is like hiring topless ushers for the Bolshoi Ballet.

Dr. Albert Frock:
Well if they did, I might go to the Ballet.

Dr. Ann Cuthbert:
Do you really think the restoration department could do something with this?

Dr. Albert Frock:
Certainly, - Possibly even for the opening.

Margo Green:
What was in this other crate?

Dr. Albert Frock:
Except for the packing leaves, it was empty.

Margo Green:
Empty? Was there a packing list? There must have been something in here.

Dr. Albert Frock:
Crates were nailed shut when they arrived.

Margo Green:
[Dr. Green begins to notice a weird growth on the dozens of leaves] Strange.

Dr. Albert Frock:
What?

Margo Green:
Do you think these are eggs?

Dr. Albert Frock:
Oh, no. More like fungus. Probably parasitical. Best not to take any chances.

Dr. Ann Cuthbert:
Quite right. Let's see to having those leaves and crates incinerated.

[the two doctors leave the room when Dr. Green begins to think if she should study up on the mysterious growth]

Dr. Albert Frock:
[from the distance out in the hallway] Of course you can, Margo.