002 - Coming to Terms
[And Sadira's back, pacing in front of her camera. She's had a few days to mull over this whole idea of incarceration for redemption, and now it's time to monologue. Like most villains of the Disney variety, she clearly likes to be a bit melodramatic. Much of the following rant is accompanied by broad hand gestures to emphasize her points:]
Okay. Maybe I died or - or whatever. But I've been thinking: I'm not a criminal. I don't deserve to be here. I was trying to help Aladdin. In fact, I was the one who saved his life, and they - Well, they -
[Sadira falters here, as though she doesn't want to admit that Aladdin dropped her down a doom pit. She thrusts one hand on her hip and waves dismissively with the other as she continues:]
Look, he should be here; not me.
[And then she waits. Responses forthcoming? No? She throws up her hands in frustration.]
Ugh! Is anyone even listening to me? I said I shouldn't be here! You can't just kidnap dead people! That's -
[Hm. She stops her pacing and brings a finger to her cheek, thoughtful and a bit disgusted. Her rant becomes an aside for a moment:]
Well, it's a little creepy, actually.
[And now she's back to talking to the camera, stabbing the air with an emphatic finger:]
So here's what we're going to do, oh great Admiral: you're going to send me right back to the Realm of Mists and give me back my staff, and I'm going to defeat those witches once and for all.
And then-
[And then what? She frowns and lowers her hand slightly, her finger relaxing. With an angry tut, she folds her arms across her chest and mutters:]
And then I'm going to give that jerk what's coming to him. Dropping me after I did all the dirty work for them? That was low.
[Her arms relax and then drop to her sides in defeat. She glances around her room as though searching for a friendly face or a word of advice, then looks miserably down at her hands.]
I can't believe he dropped me.
Okay. Maybe I died or - or whatever. But I've been thinking: I'm not a criminal. I don't deserve to be here. I was trying to help Aladdin. In fact, I was the one who saved his life, and they - Well, they -
[Sadira falters here, as though she doesn't want to admit that Aladdin dropped her down a doom pit. She thrusts one hand on her hip and waves dismissively with the other as she continues:]
Look, he should be here; not me.
[And then she waits. Responses forthcoming? No? She throws up her hands in frustration.]
Ugh! Is anyone even listening to me? I said I shouldn't be here! You can't just kidnap dead people! That's -
[Hm. She stops her pacing and brings a finger to her cheek, thoughtful and a bit disgusted. Her rant becomes an aside for a moment:]
Well, it's a little creepy, actually.
[And now she's back to talking to the camera, stabbing the air with an emphatic finger:]
So here's what we're going to do, oh great Admiral: you're going to send me right back to the Realm of Mists and give me back my staff, and I'm going to defeat those witches once and for all.
And then-
[And then what? She frowns and lowers her hand slightly, her finger relaxing. With an angry tut, she folds her arms across her chest and mutters:]
And then I'm going to give that jerk what's coming to him. Dropping me after I did all the dirty work for them? That was low.
[Her arms relax and then drop to her sides in defeat. She glances around her room as though searching for a friendly face or a word of advice, then looks miserably down at her hands.]
I can't believe he dropped me.