Goodbye, Mr. Fakrash

Fakrash:

[after demonstrating his powers to a group of high officials]
Now why the long face? They must be convinced now. Harold Ventimore:
But how will they convince anyone else? People will think they're crazy. The same things will happen to them that happened to me. Your way doesn't work either. All you've done is start a chain reaction that'll spread more & more trouble for more & more people. Fakrash:
Then you wish me to undo what I've done? Harold Ventimore:
I wish you could undo everything you've done since I let you out of that bottle Fakrash:
It is possible. Harold Ventimore:
You mean... you really can turn things back the way they were? Fakrash:
It is within my power. Harold Ventimore:
What were you waiting for? Why didn't you do it when the trouble first started? Fakrash:
I made a vow to serve you. I was seeking a way to do it. Harold Ventimore:
You've found it! Turn everything back! Fakrash:
Very well. I will erase memory of me and everything that I have done from the minds of everyone... but you. Harold Ventimore:
Why not me? Fakrash:
Well, you can't want that. I can still gratify your every wish. Give you anything you want. Even Sylvia. Harold Ventimore:
Mr. Fakrash, we have a few wisely written words, too. I learned one at school. "What we obtain too easily, we esteem too lightly and it has little value". I always thought that was for squares until now. Fakrash:
Then it will make you happy if I erase all memory of me from your mind, too. Harold Ventimore:
It will. Fakrash:
So be it. Farewell, my son. And may peace be with thee And may thy friends never be deprived of thy presence. For truly thou are an excellent young man. [smiles and vanishes] Harold Ventimore:
[smiling]
Goodbye, Mr. Fakrash