(Addisonius stands back, revealing a freshly deceased boar.)

There we go.

(Dragging it along by the trotters, he takes it off to cook it himself. However...along the way, still slightly mad, he trips into the brook and the corpse of the pig lands directly on his head... Recovering soon after, he realizes that he has now regained his sanity!! He then drags the boar off, puts it on a spit, and prepares it for Cail, et al.)