Scene Four: A Tearful Farewell

[Unseen, Braska has seen this scary exchange, and is understandably concerned for Rikku's safety. Lulu appears and tells him to forget the girl and get her moogle. Braska tries and fails miserably. Seymour shows up "to give Braska his staff," and is disgusted that Braska still can't remember all the ingredients. Braska tells Seymour to go home. Their argument is cut short when Tidus and his scraggly chocobo show up. They convince him to part with Rumoluf for five of the six beans.]

Maechen: And the Baker gave Tidus five beans in exchange for his chocobo, keeping one for himself.

Tidus: I guess this is goodbye, old girl.

You've been a perfect friend.

I hate to see us part, old girl,

Someday I'll buy you back.

I'll see you soon again.

I hope that when I do,

It won't be on a pike.

[Braska and Seymour look confused at this. (A/N: But then, what is Tidus ever talking about?) Tidus runs off, stricken (or something) saying "I won't go so easy on you next time," and leaves Braska and Seymour alone with Rumoluf. Braska then berates Seymour for getting the chocobo by tricking Tidus into believing the beans were magic (A/N: Not that it's hard to make Tidus believe anything).]

Braska: Magic beans!

Seymour: No one would have given him more for this creature.

Braska: Are we to dispel this curse through deceit?

Seymour: If you know what you want,

Then you go and you find it

And you get it—

Braska: [pointing off] Home.

Seymour: Do we want a child, or not?

--And you give and you take

And you bid and you bargain,

Or you live to regret it.

Braska: Will you please go home.

Seymour: There are rights and wrongs and in-betweens—

No one waits when fortune intervenes.

And maybe they're really magic.

Who knows?

Why you do what you do,

That's the point,

All the rest of it is chatter.

Braska: [about Rumoluf] Look at him, he's crying. At least I think so. How do you tell if a chocobo is crying?

Seymour: If the thing you do is pure in intent,

If it's meant and it's just a little bent,

Does it matter?

Braska: Yes!

Seymour: No! What matters is that everyone tells tiny lies—

What's important, really, is the size.

Only three more tries, and we'll have our prize.

When the end's in sight, you'll realize:

If the end is right, it justifies

The beans!

[Braska makes Seymour set off for home with Rumoluf.]