The Last Unicorn1982

Schmendrick:
Tell me what you see. Don't be afraid. Look at your fellow legends and tell me what you see.

Unicorn:
What he calls a manticore looks to be no more than a shabby, toothless lion. And he has them believing that poor old ape with the twisted foot is a satyr! Illusions, deceptions, mirages! Your Mommy Fortuna cannot truly change things!

Schmendrick:
That's true. She can only disguise, and only for those eager to believe whatever comes easiest. … No, She cannot turn cream into butter, but she can make a lion look like a manticore to eyes that want to see a manticore. Just like she put a false horn, on a real unicorn, so they could see the unicorn. I know you. If I were blind, I would know what you are.

Unicorn:
Who are you?

Schmendrick:
I am called Schmendrick, the Magician. Uh... you won't have heard of me. I entertain the sight-seers as they gather for the show. It's not much of a job for a real magician, but I've had worse.

Unicorn [seeing the harpy]:
That one is real. That is the harpy Celaeno.

Schmendrick:
Yes, the old woman caught her by chance, asleep, just as she took you. Oh, she should never have meddled with a real harpy — or a real unicorn for that matter. Because the truth melts her magic, always. She is going to free herself very soon now and she must not catch you uncaged.

Rukh:
Move away from there! You know what she told you!

Schmendrick:
Don't be afraid; Schmendrick is with you. Do nothing 'til you hear from me.