POWHATAN'S MEDICINE MAN ATTEMPTS TO COERCE SMITH TO SIT DOWN. SMITH IS OF A DIFFERENT MIND.

It is verie hot in this tent-like structure. Have you not a port for cooling windes? Is this what you people call a wig-warm?

SMITH CHUCKLES AT HIS LAME PUN.

Ug! You not likem sweat?

Sir, how can it be that you knoweth some of my language?

POWHATAN, SITTING PRACTICALLY NAKED BEFORE SMITH, IS GETTING ANTSY WAITING FOR THE PRELIMINARIES TO CONCLUDE.

Me see-um plenty white man. Plenty. You not first pale-face at picnic. Now, Chief think-um rude to refuse sit. Please join him on ground.

Rude? Hardly, but I must apologize now for my actions. It seems my posterior has become inflamed with the unfaire erruptions of some vile vine rash. Sitting causes me much displeasure at this time and would rekindle the terrible itch I have been cursed with during these hot days. I seek advice from your people; they must have had to deale with such in the past.

POWHATAN MOTIONS TO HIS MEDICINE MAN TO RECEDE.

THE MEDICINE MAN STEPS BACK AWAY FROM THE STILL-STANDING SMITH.

POWHATAN THROWS SMITH A COLD STARE CAUSING SMITH TO FEEL THE URGE TO SPEAK.

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So, can I barter for a dose of your stronge herbs and medicine? I knowe you must haveth some. And, did I mention it is verie hot in this abode? This animal-skin-covered structure ... it just doesn't breathe! The heat is intolerable, sir.

POWHATAN CONTINUES TO STARE DIRECTLY AT SMITH.

Woweteep ahsa kahasopy.

(to Medicine Man)

I knoweth not what he has spoken.

Chief say you overdressed. Speed up visit. Even he need skinny dip in river. Very hot.

Tell me about it!

(to Chief)

Well, at least we both suffer. Asketh your medicine man over there if he hath anything for my problem?

I medicine man. Not him. I have-um cure. Not him. He have squaw, many boat, many hide. But him no have medicine.

SMITH SENSES HE HAS INSULTED THE MEDICINE MAN.

Kind sir, I did not intend to implicitly cast aspersions on your talents. Surely if the Chief agrees, you can helpe me.

Exactly what problem?

POWHATAN BECOMES PREOCCUPIED WATCHING A PASSING WOOD BEETLE.

I have told you of my issue. We labore hard to erect walls of our forte. Heat is stronge and rash under armor and heavy clothes, well, it causes the itch such as I hade never felt before. Debilitating.

"de" what? Not know word. Use other word.

I said, debilitating ...

Other word!

Debilitating means it causes me not to work because I must scratch my private parts many times in front of soldiers and any nearby townsfolk.

ALL OF THIS IS GOING RIGHT OVER THE HEAD OF THE MEDICINE MAN.

(finally)

Have bear grease. That best offer. You bring young white squaw for trade.

White squaw? I'm supposed to give you one of our women to get my rash cured?!

That right.

Is that bear grease your strongest medicine?

That only medicine! Cure all problem.

Fanna hanna. Nowatika.

What did the Chief say?

He say time for you to leave.

I undertand. What about the medicine? The grease.

Come back, one week. We check-um your credit.

SMITH PULLS A STRING OF BEADS FROM HIS VEST AND DANGLES THEM FOR CHIEF TO SEE.

Credit? Did I mention I have shiny beads to trade? Any chance we could speed up the one-week delay to, oh, I don't know ... how about 1 minute?!

We have many bead already. What else have?

Here's an item you don't see every day.

SMITH REACHES IN HIS VEST AGAIN AND PULLS OUT A METAL APPARATUS OF SOME TYPE. HE HANDS IT TO THE MEDICINE MAN.

(examining the object closely)

What this?

Why, sir, this is an exact replica of the Queen's personal parasite removal device.

Many tic in woods. May come in handy. How work?

SMITH TAKES THE ITEM BACK AND LOOKS HARDER AT IT HIMSELF, BEING AS HE JUST MADE UP ITS PURPOSE. HE HAD TAKEN IT FROM SHIP'S NAVIGATION ROOM. SMITH BECOMES ANXIOUS.

Yeah. You know what? I think I have the other part of this apparatus back at the fort. If I go get it, then can we just trade for the medicine when I return?

Maybe you also bring firewater. Big firewater. Then we skip credit check.

If this is so I will go back and fetch a barrel of our finest brewed libation for immediate exchange for the bear grease.

Need see fire water. How we know you come back?

Do I look like a crook to you?

We have seen cunning white man steal more than bear grease. We calling shots.