Scene 3: Faustus summons Mephistopheles
Mephistopheles: (smiling) Oh Faustus… you’re so naïve and have quite a shilling on yourself don’t you? My appearance here is an accidental ‘by-product’ of your silly little show you’ve got here, with the pentagrams and the symbols etc… you were causing such a blasphemous racket that I had to see what on earth you were trying to do… I suppose you got this off the internet?
(now serious) The demons are keen for your soul you know, this stupid display here has pleased the interest of a few demons I know. You’re in real danger of damnation-
Faustus: I’m not frightened of damnation Mephistopheles, what do you take me for? One of those pious morons wandering around this planet? Surely this display proves I don’t care or believe in a god.
Mephistopheles:You say that, but I sense a lot of doubt in that troubled soul of yours-
Faustus:(troubled) Well… I don’t know how you can say something like that by just looking at me
Mephistopheles: I am a devil Faustus… and one of high standing at that, I can do something like this easily.
Faustus: Well that remains to be seen doesn’t it? For all I know you might not be a devil at all…You could be some lingering ghost or some other spirit-
Mephistopheles: (seems angry at this statement) be careful scholar, you have no idea what you’re going to get yourself into saying fly comments like that. For a learned scholar you are very stupid
Faustus: Well you can prove it to me now when I ask you these questions-
Mephistopheles :(still irate) I suppose it makes sense a scholar would use such a… mundane method… ask away Faustus
(Flicks through one of the books on Faustus floors ‘How to summon a devil’)
(Mephistopheles comes closer to Faustus, peers into his eyes, which causes Faustus to try and back away)