Dawson:
Ow! What the hell?
Cassy:
What?
Dawson:
Something just bit me!
Chase:
Let me see that.
[sees claw marks on the side of Dawson's face]
Chase:
Three scratch marks, looks like claws.
Dawson:
What? What clawed me, what it?
Chase:
The elemental.
Dawson:
What? You mean those things can hurt you?
Cassy:
He's marked.
Dawson:
Marked? What the fuck does that mean?
Chase:
Nothing.
Cassy:
[under her breath]
Oh my God.
Dawson:
Don't bullshit me, I saw that look between the two of you, what's it mean?
Cassy:
[to Emily]
It scratched Dawson!
Chase:
It's the mark of the trident, the beast, the devil.
Dawson:
Do you people always have to talk in codes?
Cassy:
It's marking you! Okay? And now you're a target.
Dawson:
Target for what? What's gonna happen to me?
Chase:
Worst case scenario, they snatch you from our world into theirs and feed off your soul forever.
Dawson:
That's great! Okay, so you're not gonna let them take me, right?
Cassy:
[cynically]
Oh all of a sudden you believe in this?
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