1. Sever Studio
with Russia 1 TV Channel
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2. R. NASIBULIN, V. IZVEKOV
Production Manager: M. DOVLADBEGYAN
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3. Based on "Hard to Be a God", a novel
by ARKADY and BORIS STRUGATSKY
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4. This is not the Earth. It's another planet,
about 800 years behind.
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5. There were a few similar planets.
This one was smaller and closer.
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6. Its local grey castles were
reminiscent of the early Renaissance.
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7. So about 30 scientists
were sent here.
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8. But a Renaissance didn't
happen here.
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9. Just a reaction to something
that almost didn't happen.
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10. In the capital, Arkanar, it started
with destroying the University.
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11. As well as a hunt for thinkers, wisemen,
bookworms and talented artisans.
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12. So they fled to the neighboring Irukan.
It was better there.
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13. Others... they were subdued
or executed
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14. by the death squads of Don Reba,
the Crown Security Minister.
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15. The squads' members - drovers
and shopkeepers - wore grey.
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16. Grey were the troops,
grey was the Minister.
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17. All in the color of the local construction
stone, of crappy quality, by the way.
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18. The Royal Guard was pushed aside.
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19. Nothing hit, not even pinched.
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20. Screenplay by
S. KARMALITA
A. GERMAN
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21. - Ryaba.
- It's enough.
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22. Ryaba was diving. Ryaba.
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23. Poking around.
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24. Here you are.
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25. The stones were white and flat.
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26. Cinematography by
V. llyin
Yu. Klimenko
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27. I'm afraid of the stars. Is it a sin?
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28. Rains here were short and sticky.
Fogs, on the other hand, were long.
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29. Rains here were short and sticky.
Fogs, on the other hand, were long.
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30. They came from the
gulf and returned there.
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31. He often cried in his sleep.
That meant he killed.
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32. In his sleep, of course.
He wasn't allowed to kill, ever.
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33. Then he heard his grandma's voice.
From his childhood, on the Earth.
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34. "The infant is crying."
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35. She inhaled cigarette smoke and said,
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36. "Children's tears are like water...
It's all in your head, boy..."
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37. Then grandma blew on his forehead,
but in reality it was a draught.
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38. He tried clinging to the
bedsheet, but still woke up.
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39. A stove was smoking downstairs
in his huge castle.
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40. The slaves were talking loudly
even though it was forbidden.
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41. He was not on the Earth,
but on a different planet.
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42. Here he was, a 17th
generation noble Don.
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43. And an illegitimate son of
Goran, a local pagan God,
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44. born from the God's mouth.
Not everyone believed this,
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45. but everyone feared.
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46. Have you fed the turtle, idiot?
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47. Today. Mice are licking off the fat.
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48. They are.
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49. Are you wearing my boots again?
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50. I didn't mean to.
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51. You're doing it all the time.
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52. Boots are on the table...
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53. I'll hang myself.
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54. What?
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55. I'll hang myself!
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56. - Again...
- What?
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57. Why are you screaming when I'm sleeping?
I'd sell you all at the port.
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58. Including you. It's a pity
slaves have fallen in price.
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59. That's the way the cookie crumbles.
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60. Die, you fool!
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61. You die!
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62. It's autumn, there are no mice.
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63. Special thanks to
A. GERMAN-Jr.
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64. My whole life. My whole life.
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65. A goose drowned here.
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66. I broke a tooth.
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67. - A painting...
- Go, go, go!
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68. To go...
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69. I lost my teeth and
without teeth is somehow...
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70. It's a bit shallow.
Let's do head first.
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71. He wanted to fuck the goose...
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72. Where did you get the egg?
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73. Look!
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74. It's buzzing.
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75. He bites like a ferret.
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76. Found this under the pig.
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77. The letters are so even.
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78. What is it?
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79. Great.
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80. Let's go. Let's go.
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81. Wait, wait!
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82. You, stinker!
Remember, 40 years ago...
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83. You called my book the
poop of the Siou bird.
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84. I don't remember.
You called my book the
poop of the Siou bird.
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85. I don't remember. I don't.
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86. Hey, what are you doing?
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87. 40 years of my life.
My whole life.
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88. It's OK, you made it in time.
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89. Went for a walk?
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90. Let me go, Soanian.
This is our spyglass.
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91. They stuck a wise guy into
the shithouse down there.
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92. His feet did like this, then
he went "glub-glub".
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93. I was standing beside him. Now
there's a leg sticking out. Funny.
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94. Give the spyglass back to the Don.
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95. You boar! Money loves to be counted.
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96. Bring it back yourself,
or I'll sell you at the port.
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97. Freak! Thief! Take it.
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98. Hush!
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99. It's the same every fall.
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100. What can I say?
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101. This is for you.
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102. Giddyup, you dead animal!
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103. Goran the mighty, have
pity on the poor slave.
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104. I didn't take the shiny awl.
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105. And urine...
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106. Me too.
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107. Noble Don, give me a coin!
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108. I will, I will!
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109. The wind has changed,
now it smells of rot.
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110. The city was surrounded by fetid
bottomless Pitanian swamps.
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111. Still, people like this drowned bookworm
crept to Irukan during the nights.
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112. They'd be met there by one-eyed
Arata the Hunchback's rebel peasants.
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113. Or by the refugee slaves from tin
mines, transparent like moths.
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114. Or by Colonel Kusis's grey soldiers.
You pay or you die.
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115. All because they used stone or
paint to create a second nature
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116. to decorate the life of the
people who knew no beauty.
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117. Or because they made glass,
allowing the half-blind to see
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118. and the sighted to bring the sky closer.
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119. In places like this, Don Rumata
hid mysteries of wise guys.
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120. What is all this?
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121. We're learning to fly,
mostly downwards.
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122. Noble Don, take me from here.
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123. What joy!
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124. Our angel is here!
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125. Budakh the Doctor was to be
brought here from Irukan.
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126. He was a sober and logical mind,
formed by this civilization.
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127. And just an interlocutor for Rumata
during long Arkanar's evenings.
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128. But Budakh disappeared.
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129. Here's Pekh, beast with an iron tail...
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130. You're lying, there's no such beast.
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131. I'm falling.
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132. Rutabaga. Rutabaga.
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133. Except I... I am now...
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134. Exhale!
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135. - Huh? What?
- He's lying, all lies!
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136. You even got the birds drunk!
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137. Bite!
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138. I'll kill you!
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139. Hit him! Hit him!
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140. Destroy that monster!
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141. If you ever brew that slop again...
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142. Why is it so depressing?
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143. Because it's fall.
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144. Fall again? Ha.
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145. So white. Unbearable!
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146. Can you believe that idiot
synthesized alcohol.
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147. Toad! The first on this planet!
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148. He's a Leonardo! A real Da Vinci.
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149. Earthlings gathered here too,
but more and more rarely.
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150. They drank more and more
and got mad at each other.
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151. I love you,
but you don't love me.
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152. - Fools.
- Do not listen, do not smell.
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153. Noble Dons, to hell with...
all those presidents, kings...
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154. get out of the way...
or I'll hurt you!
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155. I adopted a boy, you know.
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156. He's alone, I'm alone...
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157. The boy is a thief.
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158. He's an orphan, bastard.
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159. Now there are two of us.
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160. I saw the Earth again
in my sleep.
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161. - Ah, dreams.
- It's wonderful.
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162. Your guy Budakh disappeared.
And the officer, too. Now, they'll...
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163. - I'll get Budakh.
- I'm good at that.
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164. Give me the shovel.
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165. The boy volunteered to snitch.
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166. Tell him to keep quiet.
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167. - Do you understand?
- Understood.
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168. This fool quenches even righteous anger.
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169. They are calling me to the Earth.
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170. Hey, you old fart! Give me a kiss!
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171. You've got ants in your mouth.
Here, eat that!
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172. A trap, I said.
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173. How many times...
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174. Pashka got caught in a trap!
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175. Everyone knows that...
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176. Do not poke your foot!
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177. A boar trap. Comes off
together with the foot.
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178. Give me a knife.
I'll cut it off.
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179. It hurts, you jerks!
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180. I'll cut it off.
It hurts, you jerks!
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181. It hurts, you jerks!
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182. You want some poison?
It has good feedback.
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183. Listen! 20 years ago...
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184. 20 years ago one fucker back home
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185. announced an outbreak of art here.
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186. - He called it a Renaissance.
- On this shitty planet.
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187. Hey you.
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188. I laughed.
And you wrote that I'm an ass.
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189. I am an ass.
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190. Maybe, but where is the art?
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191. And a Renaissance? Not here.
And the whole life, eh?
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192. Sorry, my bad. I was wrong.
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193. OK. Listen, everyone.
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194. I came here without guards.
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195. I was attacked by a naked
runaway slave from the mine.
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196. He tried to strangle me, look.
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197. It's just a zit.
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198. I have to go back alone.
An arrow in the eye - and I'm dead.
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199. And you don't want to forgive me
before I die. Come on, let's kiss!
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200. Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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201. What a liar.
Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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202. Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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203. I'm not a liar. I'm Munchhausen.
What'd you do without me?
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204. Strange fools on a
strange planet?
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205. Where's the leather bag?
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206. - There's the Siou bird screaming there.
- That which has not been seen?
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207. Your fucking Renaissance is the
most vile age in the world's history!
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208. Zurab, this is better.
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209. It's dark and quiet.
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210. Not to me, to someone else. Well?
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211. Not to me, to someone else.
A wet umbrella rustled.
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212. - Want one?
- To hell with it.
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213. Just look at this...
Are you completely brain-fucked?
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214. You're a creep.
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215. The Siou bird, never
seen, steals silver.
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216. And the servants get
punished. Is that fair?
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217. That bird doesn't exist, you fool!
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218. Muga was standing over the
barrel and saw its shadow.
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219. Seriously?
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220. Nobody saw it but Muga.
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221. Wonderful, only there's no happiness yet.
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222. Slave, like this or this?
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223. The rope noise scares the birds...
Slave, like this or this?
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224. and they fly to the swamp.
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225. If you put squama on the head,
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226. they peck the eyes out.
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227. One tobacconist, a very smart man, he...
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228. Slave, like this or this?
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229. You!
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230. Rain.
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231. Master, I'm not going any further...
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232. it's too hard.
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233. You'll keep going, or I'll flog you.
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234. Master, you won't.
You're kind, because you're a God.
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235. I sure will flog you.
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236. So hard, you couldn't imagine
in your wildest dreams.
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237. When I die,
don't throw me into the gulf.
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238. Bury me in the ground.
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239. Even if it's in the barn.
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240. The Don's head is ouch.
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241. Hey, vermin!
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242. This Don Arata the Hunchback
turned out to be just a clot of swamp fog.
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243. I've always known.
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244. No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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245. Old fart!
No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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246. No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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247. than he and all his drunk
peasants melted, too.
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248. - So why am I a bad poet?
- An awful one!
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249. "Falls on my soul
like an autumn leaf."
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250. "Prince and Barbarian Girl", right?
I have the book.
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251. I burned mine.
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252. How stupid of you.
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253. Let me blow.
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254. The shooter's drunk.
Take away the shooter!
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255. What shit.
The shooter's drunk.
Take away the shooter!
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256. What shit.
And I say to the nun, "Come on,
show me your beautiful ass."
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257. And I say to the nun, "Come on,
show me your beautiful ass."
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258. We're the young aristocracy.
The country's reverse breath.
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259. They did right, drowning Bota in the
crap-house for such poetry. Not me!
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260. You think his poetry's bad?
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261. Has the Prince cried today?
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262. Buxom...
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263. - Lots, of course, me too...
- What balls!
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264. Don Rumata cuts through double
Soanian armor. This one survived!
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265. - No.
- What are you doing?
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266. - Marksman, you...
- Freak!
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267. - Let me go, you bastard!
- Give me the stick.
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268. Budakh didn't go through my office.
The Colonel Kusis left the army.
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269. He and Don Reba are
in the lilac chambers.
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270. Speaking that lousy language.
Incredible!
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271. Show him the holy relics of my father.
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272. Maybe he'll disappear.
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273. Nobody disappears.
I thought you were interested.
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274. I am very interested.
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275. Captain of Crown Guard. He has blood
on his hands. On his whole body!
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276. It always has been and always will be.
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277. This is our Primar upon Gabaris.
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278. Vystrebans.
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279. Noble Don, my whole body stinks.
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280. - Am I going to die?
- You are.
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281. Charming. Fear of death
is heresy, Captain.
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282. Here, take it.
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283. Great Bota also stank because
he drank so much
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284. that he shit under himself.
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285. So what?
that he shit under himself.
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286. Do you seriously think
you're a son of God?
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287. The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter
I am trying, standing in the dark
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288. to discover the distant echoes...
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289. You're a redhead! He's a redhead!
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290. The murmurs ebb...
You're a redhead! He's a redhead!
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291. The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter
I am trying, standing in the dark
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292. to discover the distant echoes...
Of what the coming years may hold in store.
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293. Natural darkness with a thousand...
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294. Who wrote that?
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295. I did!
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296. Nocturnal darkness is an evening.
I can teach you something. For money.
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297. Hey, tall man!
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298. Crown Security Minister, Don Reba!
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299. - Allow me...
- Get out of here.
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300. Don Reba, our eagle.
Crown Security.
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301. He delivered ice for my Dad.
Barefoot.
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302. Wow.
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303. And you are whose son, Rumata?
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304. Let me have a sip.
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305. Ask your dad to keep
my wine from going sour.
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306. You dog. Damn dog.
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307. Your Majesty.
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308. - Has it got smaller?
- No, it hasn't.
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309. A nice head.
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310. Who are you? A butcher?
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311. Don Reba told... You...
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312. I'm a Colonel, a financier.
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313. They've stuffed the
castle with grey thugs.
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314. Where is Arata the Hunchback?
Is he a mirage now?
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315. So great and glorious like eternity,
the king whose name...
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316. Shoo!
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317. Everybody down!
I'll hit in the nostril!
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318. Redhead.
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319. Now I'll hang myself.
Will you really? No way!
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320. Wow, what a stench.
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321. Don Reba, you should
come by for a while, to bathe.
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322. I have these comfortable
huge iron barrels.
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323. No, you come over! I have great
barrels in the Tower of Joy.
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324. On coals, with lids.
Only without water.
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325. Great barrels.
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326. Rumata?
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327. You really are a redhead.
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328. Reba, you've been promising
to strangle him for a long time.
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329. You're such a liar,
and good for nothing.
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330. - He has royal blood.
- Precisely!
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331. That needs to be checked.
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332. He's good enough.
He's strangled half of your subjects.
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333. I summoned this doctor, Budakh.
For my knee ache.
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334. What did he do to him?
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335. You have knee ache, too?
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336. What? Come on, come on.
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337. You see! Marshal Tots!
What? Come on, come on.
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338. You see! Marshal Tots!
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339. Never.
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340. It says here: Knight
Don Reba, our eagle.
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341. They sell it all over Arkanar.
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342. Damn! So is he really a knight?
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343. They say no matter what. I don't know.
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344. Show me your boot.
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345. A spur! Take it off.
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346. - God have mercy.
- Yuck!
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347. So where's your doctor?
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348. The knight's got him!
Not in a barrel, I hope.
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349. Bring him here!
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350. - Only without inquest, alright?
- Do it, now!
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351. He'll answer for "without inquest."
You'll have a laugh!
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352. It's night. Bloodsuckers
are falling from the ceiling.
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353. And she's slippery. Keeps
slipping off. No good.
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354. Try a barbarian girl.
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355. No way! She'll bite it off.
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356. Like she did with one of them.
He'd had a big one.
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357. Take her as a gift. You'll tell me later.
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358. There's Budakh.
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359. You always find fault with everything.
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360. Budakh isn't be Budakh.
And I'm good for nothing!
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361. It wasn't Budakh.
It was a quack from the pestilential port.
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362. You're not Budakh. And not a doctor!
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363. He has your letter, too,
Don Rumata. With your signet.
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364. Why drink?
Everyone's rubbing themselves.
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365. Who drink?
Everyone's rubbing themselves.
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366. Rumata, drink!
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367. These redheads sold
a Saint into slavery.
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368. Shoo!
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369. He should be strangled.
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370. The shooter's drunk!
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371. Redhead, you say?
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372. The King got sick last night.
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373. Remember, tonight you're on
watch by the Prince's chamber.
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374. The crossbow's broken.
How can I go on now?
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375. Play what I taught you.
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376. Donkeys are raising their tails.
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377. Autumn.
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378. The cart of firewood and some fish.
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379. Pick up the lard.
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380. The dog sprouted. It keeps raining.
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381. Don, buy this for your sword.
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382. Look, you know who that is...
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383. What do you want, eh?
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384. There. Hold it like that.
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385. Have your donkey fuck you.
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386. - Have your donkey fuck you.
- It is sinful.
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387. - Go on, sing!
- Naff off!
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388. Carrion.
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389. Wife for tobacco.
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390. Stand back, everyone!
I'll chop you all up.
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391. I like you.
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392. Hello.
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393. Like a swan!
It'd be nice in the morning!
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394. Yours is right there.
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395. The greys live here now!
Brave guys.
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396. - Buy me some bacon.
- Hey!
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397. Well what do you want?
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398. You've smelled enough!
Well what do you want?
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399. Come on.
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400. - Let me smell it too.
- Fucking wolf.
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401. - Noble Don.
- As a token of peace.
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402. No jokes in the face of holiness.
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403. He's a redhead, come on.
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404. Where are the monks coming from?
What's in the bags?
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405. I am the most righteous here.
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406. Take a bite.
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407. You'll know suffering, Muga.
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408. Stop yelling! I'll flog you at home!
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409. This is the third family leaving.
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410. - Shut up.
- This is the third family leaving.
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411. - Let's go already!
- I'll take it for a ride.
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412. I'll strangle you!
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413. It's all mine!
No peeing in the carriage!
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414. They keep peeing, in the carriage.
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415. Who made it up?
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416. They say there'll be a massacre tonight.
They'll be killing wise guys.
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417. They left the old man behind.
Copy !req
418. A tobacconist from Tobacco street.
A very smart man.
Copy !req
419. Hey carrion, gather chickens,
or this bitch will devour them.
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420. - Hey Master!
- Ryaba... Ryaba...
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421. Water. Saint Mika drowned in water.
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422. A tobacconist from Tobacco street.
A very smart man.
Copy !req
423. - What?
- You want to go into the cholera-pit?
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424. Who did I tell about germs?
I'll show you.
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425. I'll drown you in the barrel, you stinker.
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426. Do not meddle.
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427. Give me the water.
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428. Fie on you.
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429. - What a fool. You're a fool!
- That fish is in love with you.
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430. It's funny!
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431. Double dinner?
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432. What are you doing? Here!
It's his fault, he opened it.
Copy !req
433. So the tobacconist from Tobacco street
is a very wise man. He said...
Copy !req
434. - Did anyone else see it?
- Everyone saw.
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435. Someone knocked and I opened it.
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436. It's his fault. He opened it.
Copy !req
437. - Prove it!
- What?
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438. Master, sell the toad!
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439. Actually, the greys are coming.
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440. Great!
Actually, the greys are coming.
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441. Actually, the greys are coming.
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442. Go bathe, everyone!
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443. And no laughing.
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444. A turtle.
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445. Yes.
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446. What's all this crap for?
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447. How's that?
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448. Like that.
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449. It wasn't my idea.
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450. - Sit down.
- It's raining outside.
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451. Or do not.
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452. Everything is wet.
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453. Rain.
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454. - What's wrong?
- Sit down.
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455. Touch my ear.
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456. Squeeze it hard. Harder!
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457. Harder. Harder!
Copy !req
458. If it hurts, I won't
think and I'll tell you.
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459. Brother came from the barracks
yesterday. He saw my armpits.
Copy !req
460. Started yelling that I have red hair.
Then he lifted my dress
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461. and showed the soldiers what
it's like down there.
Copy !req
462. He yelled that my mom is a redhead.
And so am I,
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463. and he'll send me to the Tower of Joy.
Brother is Commander of a pack of greys.
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464. No, it's uncomfortable.
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465. Any food is good.
Copy !req
466. - And what will happen tomorrow?
- Nothing!
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467. With form or without?
Copy !req
468. They didn't do anything.
Brother was drunk too, he couldn't.
Copy !req
469. They brought in a wise guy at night.
And kept beating him all night.
Copy !req
470. He was screaming.
Dad and I cried in the back.
Copy !req
471. Back off.
Copy !req
472. - Your bag was like this. And now?
- Go away, you stinker!
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473. I see, but it feels like I can't see.
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474. Why are you wearing my boots?
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475. They'll take you to the port and sell.
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476. Stop!
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477. Bend over!
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478. Don't beat me! Ah, you slashed me!
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479. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Don't beat me! Ah, you slashed me!
Copy !req
480. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
481. I'm dying.
Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
482. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
483. Who's beating you? I've
never laid a finger on them.
Copy !req
484. And I beat them regularly.
Copy !req
485. I've never laid a finger on them.
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486. And he's screaming, the idiot.
Just listen to him screaming!
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487. I've never laid a finger on them.
Copy !req
488. - He's a cunning idiot.
- Just look at that.
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489. What do you want from me?
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490. Take it. What a smell.
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491. I've been crying.
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492. This is what the soldiers have done.
Kiss my ass!
Copy !req
493. - Who stuck this here? Why?
- Okay, I'm leaving.
Copy !req
494. Where are you going?
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495. I've stolen enough..
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496. You've stolen...
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497. If you leave... If you leave...
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498. If you leave... then my friend Don Reba...
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499. I'll be all alone.
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500. Excluding you, handsome.
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501. For me here...
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502. Nobody's a match for me here.
I can break anyone.
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503. I've never told you
about the fangs.
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504. If only I could give
you the fangs.
Copy !req
505. Nobody would hurt you then.
You'd tear anyone to pieces.
Copy !req
506. Ouch. You idiot!
Copy !req
507. There!
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508. Eyelet.
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509. I was afraid you didn't
have one, like Saint Goran.
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510. Here.
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511. Wonderful. Wonderful.
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512. Shut up.
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513. I have Goran's grandson in my womb.
Here are my fangs.
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514. Mom's key!
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515. There you go!
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516. Goran fell. My mom wants Goran too.
You almost did it.
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517. Yeah, keep lying!
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518. Goran fell!
Yeah, keep lying!
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519. Goran fell!
What? You think it's funny?
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520. You're too played out. Go play in the barn!
What? Where is the latch?
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521. Your Grace, someone saw a dude with
gills in the creek. What's that?
Copy !req
522. What?
Copy !req
523. It's not for you.
Copy !req
524. - See that?
- I don't.
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525. Like a holiday.
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526. They have clean lives.
Everyone thinks about them.
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527. Just look at that.
Copy !req
528. Baron? What's wrong?
Copy !req
529. I don't drink anymore. I only sniff now.
Copy !req
530. Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
Copy !req
531. Get out.
Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
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532. Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
Copy !req
533. It's really hard!
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534. - The greys are like bedbugs.
- Bollocks!
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535. Baron!
What is it?
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536. Shithouse of Saint Guy.
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537. I invited the neighbors, we got drunk.
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538. Come here, my friend.
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539. No, Baron. I'm a foreigner.
I can't do that.
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540. There's a young one. Come here.
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541. The neighbors are all over the place now.
They crap everywhere, mutilate dogs.
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542. And keep talking about you
cutting through the double Soanian armor.
Copy !req
543. That's just rumors. Don't
believe that nonsense, Baron.
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544. It's so hard!
That's just rumors. Don't
believe that nonsense, Baron.
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545. Soanians are little. They
have very fragile armors.
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546. It's all about sharpening
the swords. I'll teach you.
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547. I'm the Empire's best swordsman!
You're better than me.
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548. Where would I get...
Besides, you've never killed anyone!
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549. You've never killed anyone!
Where would I get a Soanian one?
Copy !req
550. I got the Baroness's grandfather's
armor. It's very thick.
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551. I tried everything.
Even with a two-handed sword.
Copy !req
552. Then the Baroness came in.
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553. All hell broke loose.
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554. A day went by like in a fog.
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555. It's all about sharpening.
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556. I'll show you. Look.
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557. It's not rocket science.
Just find the middle.
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558. You swing
from your wrist.
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559. And I add the shoulder,
and body weight. That's it!
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560. It's just the swing.
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561. - Come on!
- Baroness!
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562. She thinks I'll rot
from all the water here.
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563. You won't.
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564. What is it? Wow!
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565. I didn't see it yesterday.
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566. That's a nice size, eh?
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567. The wind blew it away.
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568. That's funny!
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569. Here are clean tablecloths
for puking on.
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570. Shoo, stinker!
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571. Can you fight with this?
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572. No, it won't work.
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573. It's thick enough.
No, it won't work.
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574. It's thick enough.
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575. Baron, I beg you, let's do it.
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576. Twist your wrist, and add the shoulder
and the back. And you squat, see.
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577. Noble Don, it's a very expensive
chair. It's also grandfather's!
Copy !req
578. Wow.
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579. - Now it's clean. No, two.
- Here. Take it.
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580. He won't cut through it. No way.
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581. First it seemed like...
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582. Really?
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583. Oops.
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584. Get out of here.
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585. Sorry my friend. Duty calls!
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586. The Baroness didn't see this.
Copy !req
587. You'll crush me, Baron.
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588. What is that?
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589. Pah, the grey thugs.
They're everywhere, like fleas.
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590. Get out of here, you beer gut!
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591. Milk.
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592. The port's closed. There's
meat rotting on the galleys.
Copy !req
593. I don't know why!
Copy !req
594. I have a secret to tell you.
Copy !req
595. That doctor, in the King's castle.
He's not Budakh.
Copy !req
596. He actually worked in the port,
by the cholera pit.
Copy !req
597. And Budakh...
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598. Fish like milk.
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599. No, noble Don, fish don't like milk.
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600. Fish like milk.
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601. I'm telling you, fish don't like milk.
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602. Fish like milk.
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603. Let's just agree that fish like milk.
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604. I'm the Captain of the Crown Guard.
Copy !req
605. It doesn't matter what your Baron,
that beer gut, says...
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606. I have a troop of
haberdashers for him!
Copy !req
607. So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
608. Fuck it.
So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
609. So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
610. That's all?
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611. Fish like milk.
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612. Fish like milk.
Copy !req
613. Yes, they do. They like it. Milk.
Copy !req
614. Quiet. Shhh!
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615. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Copy !req
616. Go away, boy.
Copy !req
617. You're a God!
Copy !req
618. And if I am a God...
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619. You have fish up your ass!
Copy !req
620. if I'm a God, then why
am I on your arrest list?
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621. Shame on you!
Copy !req
622. You're a God because you're a God!
Copy !req
623. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Copy !req
624. There's a soul, or there's no soul...
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625. I stole some ham, I said, it's for you.
A great piece.
Copy !req
626. Listen, "An impotent and inept one"...
Go away!
Copy !req
627. "An impotent and inept one will
give up without knowing where
Copy !req
628. the monster's heart is, and if the
monster even has one". Is that bad?
Copy !req
629. No, it's not bad!
Copy !req
630. What makes you better?
Because they gave you the cook?
Copy !req
631. Go buy me a barrel of wine.
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632. Don't come near me. Or you'll
end up in the Tower of Joy.
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633. And you'll die on the way there
because you're a coward!
Copy !req
634. - Get out of the city!
- Thanks!
Copy !req
635. - I'll go stay with my mother.
- Get out already.
Copy !req
636. I'll twist!
I'll twist my sword for a year!
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637. I will... I will block!
Copy !req
638. Baron! Step out of the way!
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639. You've broken the 3rd
commandment! Quiet!
Copy !req
640. Really? What commandment?
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641. Don't draw a sword in a tavern!
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642. But I have no other sword!
Don't draw a sword in a tavern!
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643. But I have no other sword!
Copy !req
644. Go home now!
Copy !req
645. It's too bad the Baroness
can't see me now!
Copy !req
646. - Victory.
- Yes.
Copy !req
647. Write her. I can't.
She's all alone there.
Copy !req
648. Estorian wine for everyone.
And the best whores.
Copy !req
649. I'll have an elderly...
venerable woman serve me.
Copy !req
650. It's so hard for me!
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651. Write her so she can feel it.
Copy !req
652. Arata!
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653. Yes. A very strict officer! Very.
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654. Very. A very strict officer!
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655. Get out of here! Nobody comes here.
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656. He's going to beat us.
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657. Hey! He's a very, very strict officer!
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658. It's cold.
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659. What are you thinking?
Copy !req
660. A dog with spurs!
I'll rip your balls off!
Copy !req
661. What's wrong with you?
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662. Just a little. I'll puke!
Copy !req
663. Why didn't you come?
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664. The Prince is nibbling on her tits.
Creepy.
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665. Let me do it, eh?
And Rumata will purr...
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666. What have you got?
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667. Why did the flower wither
in the mysterious garden?
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668. His wife ran away. Freak.
Copy !req
669. Why is my ass bleeding?
Second day in a row now!
Copy !req
670. A nobleman should be clean
and smell good!
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671. I'll finish sleeping in the attic.
Copy !req
672. Mice, mice.
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673. Mice, mice.
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674. and smell good.
Copy !req
675. Shit.
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676. More shit.
Copy !req
677. I swear...
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678. Well?
Copy !req
679. Don Rumata of Estor! You're
under arrest! Hand over your swords!
Copy !req
680. - Really?
- Yes.
Copy !req
681. What?
Copy !req
682. Don't fart.
Copy !req
683. Hey, your swords!
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684. - Take whatever you want!
- Rumata can cut the double Soanian armor!
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685. - It's sharp!
- Give up your swords!
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686. What's up, rednecks?
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687. Give up your swords!
What's up, rednecks?
Copy !req
688. What's up, rednecks?
Copy !req
689. I recognize this one.
He stole a fur coat from me!
Copy !req
690. You give me the fur coat, and I'll
give you my swords. Deal?
Copy !req
691. - Who stole a fur coat?
- Soldiers! Spears!
Copy !req
692. There, in the chest! Like this!
Copy !req
693. Now, everyone look at
the tip of my nose!
Copy !req
694. Go fuck yourselves!
Copy !req
695. Hold it.
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696. What now?
Copy !req
697. I said cut it!
Copy !req
698. The Lieutenant got caught in the net!
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699. I'm a Lieutenant of the guards!
Let me go! I'll stab all of you!
Copy !req
700. I'm a Lieutenant of the guard.
You put me in a net?
Copy !req
701. I'll stab all of you!
Where are the swords?
Copy !req
702. Careful, or this one will get out.
And then he'll start lashing at us.
Copy !req
703. You toothless jerk,
I'll cut your balls off!
Copy !req
704. You fat ass, come on,
drag me somewhere!
Copy !req
705. What, Don, you're not having fun?
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706. Lieutenant, you haven't
peed yourself in vain.
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707. I'm a Lieutenant of the Royal Guard!
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708. The net's accidental...
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709. Go for a drive, go for a drive...
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710. This way.
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711. Here's Don Rumata.
Our old arch enemy.
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712. It smells like shit.
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713. The King's poisoner!
Hang him, what else?
Copy !req
714. You're an idiot, Kusis.
And a walking dead man!
Copy !req
715. That's an interesting idea.
Copy !req
716. That's it, gentlemen!
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717. I'm Colonel Kusis!
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718. Good.
Copy !req
719. Get the stamp.
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720. That's sap from Kusis!
Copy !req
721. Now that's really it, gentlemen!
Copy !req
722. The hat of sorrow.
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723. You know what's bad?
Not that you're a Lieutenant.
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724. - Don't!
- But that you're a grey.
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725. But it doesn't hurt. It doesn't.
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726. Don Rumata, what are you doing?
Copy !req
727. And what?
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728. Cloth.
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729. Give me your hand.
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730. Soldiers.
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731. Tenth.
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732. That's enough.
Copy !req
733. - Noble Don Rumata...
- It stinks.
Copy !req
734. Noble Don Rumata...
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735. Maybe not a Don?
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736. My trophy.
Copy !req
737. Maybe not noble?
Copy !req
738. Old man, you're out of our mind!
Copy !req
739. Straight from Irukan.
Copy !req
740. Who's that?
Copy !req
741. That's you! Actually, the last Rumata
of Estor died of a bad disease.
Copy !req
742. He was 85, and we've had
you for 20 years...
Copy !req
743. Wow.
He was 85, and we've had
you for 20 years...
Copy !req
744. - The grandson is a redhead!
- He's allowed.
Copy !req
745. OK. Right now.
Copy !req
746. That's mine too. All your papers.
Copy !req
747. Rumata, you're 105 years old.
Copy !req
748. - 105?
- He's 105!
Copy !req
749. Really? 40, and carry 5 over.
It doesn't add up.
Copy !req
750. Hey, knight, come here!
Copy !req
751. What?
Copy !req
752. What difference does it
make, plus or minus one legend?
Copy !req
753. Never! Not in the new state!
Copy !req
754. Never.
Copy !req
755. Why is there crap on the floor?
The cleaners need a flogging.
Copy !req
756. Damn.
And that duck...
Copy !req
757. Don Rumata,
the empire's best swordsman.
Copy !req
758. 186 duels and not a single dead body.
Only ears.
Copy !req
759. A total of 372 ears.
Copy !req
760. Hello!
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761. Hello!
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762. Ears really hurt,
you should believe me! Ouch.
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763. Right out of your ass.
Copy !req
764. Hey, come here.
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765. If you swing the sword from the right,
the hair gets in the way, and then...
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766. Let me go. Why do you keep
doing that? That's horrible.
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767. I know where you got
your combat technique.
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768. Nobody can escape from you.
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769. You shouldn't, old man.
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770. Inhuman technique!
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771. You're a fool. Show me your ears.
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772. You're scared.
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773. I'm not scared of anyone.
You're scared.
Copy !req
774. Help him.
Copy !req
775. Humble children of the Order landed last
night at the Arkanar port. 30,000 of them!
Copy !req
776. No more conceited greys.
Copy !req
777. Arata the Hunchback's men are
being hung by the tracts.
Copy !req
778. Let me introduce myself,
I'm the Vicar of the Order.
Copy !req
779. Combat Master of Lands Beyond the
Strait. Of the islands, etc. How's that?
Copy !req
780. Great.
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781. - What?
- The Master's boot.
Copy !req
782. You can't even imagine.
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783. You are on the edge
of such a fiery abyss.
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784. Look.
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785. Come on, that's a boot.
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786. Does it stink?
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787. It's such a trifle matter.
You have to understand.
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788. A man comes to you every night.
For 7 years now!
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789. It's a lie!
A man comes to you every night.
For 7 years now!
Copy !req
790. You even called for a witch doctor
to get rid of him, but it's impossible!
Copy !req
791. You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
792. You wrapped your head in a hide.
You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
793. But that's heresy!
You wrapped your head in a hide.
You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
794. When a man opens his eyes
and looks at you. Right?
Copy !req
795. - Bullcrap.
- Right?
Copy !req
796. So, when a man opens his eyes,
Copy !req
797. he says...
Raise my eyelids.
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798. You can not hide!
he says...
Raise my eyelids.
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799. he says...
Raise my eyelids.
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800. And you scream so loudly
that your old lady pees her pants.
Copy !req
801. Am I right? Come here.
Copy !req
802. Your old lady pees her pants.
Copy !req
803. That man with the eyes... that's me!
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804. That's me.
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805. Get out.
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806. A larger pan. Some rags.
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807. Boots. The spur's bent.
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808. Maybe the abyss belched you out.
Maybe you're a God's son.
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809. I'm having trouble too.
There's a mouse there.
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810. - Go away.
- There's a mouse.
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811. What?
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812. - There too?
- Great.
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813. I can't take it anymore.
My head will explode.
Copy !req
814. Ugh, go away!
Copy !req
815. I'm lapsing into heresy.
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816. The mouse is wet and scared too.
Copy !req
817. I'm a broad-minded man. I could.
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818. Then why don't you?
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819. Then why don't you? But learn
to jump out of my way first.
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820. I said, get out of here. Leave me alone!
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821. That's right.
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822. Give it to me.
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823. A nice, big enema, Don Reba.
Copy !req
824. Excuse me. The highest decoration
of the Order. For you.
Copy !req
825. - This is for you.
- Good.
Copy !req
826. That's all I can do.
And take your Budakh.
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827. You go, too.
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828. Me too?
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829. Sure.
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830. Yes.
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831. 3 pounds of crap!
Copy !req
832. Can you explain why you need these
miserable people, so that I can fall asleep?
Copy !req
833. They are useless and
bad for any state.
Copy !req
834. The bookworms?
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835. You see, the fact that I'm talking to you
Copy !req
836. doesn't necessarily mean
we're having a conversation.
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837. Why did you serve such rotten food?
Copy !req
838. Don, your stuff...
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839. Good fish...
Copy !req
840. One of the flies...
Copy !req
841. It was an Order.
And humble were its children.
Copy !req
842. 200 or so years ago the Order owned
the Lands Beyond the Strait.
Copy !req
843. Luckily, a plague broke out,
sucking the Order dry.
Copy !req
844. It was now rotting away
in the south, over the mountains.
Copy !req
845. But then it recovered. And then
it got here, ruthless like Brazilian ants.
Copy !req
846. Rumata thought about sending
at least Muga there.
Copy !req
847. But never got around to it.
Copy !req
848. You have so much stuff.
Copy !req
849. Hey, hold this.
Only wipe your hands!
Copy !req
850. Naughty.
Copy !req
851. Have some milk, Don.
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852. Gur, weren't you the smartest?
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853. Sod off.
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854. Right.
Copy !req
855. No longer a wheel.
Copy !req
856. What did you say?
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857. Fuck off!
Copy !req
858. Are you insane?
Copy !req
859. Great.
Copy !req
860. Like autumn leaves.
Copy !req
861. Your autumn leaves clutter the scaffold.
Copy !req
862. Yes. Oh, boots... the leather is bent.
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863. Eh, doesn't matter
if they get pecked out.
Copy !req
864. Rustling all the time. Wind.
Copy !req
865. Nice place. Do you want me
to hang the poet over here?
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866. Don, I recognized you right away.
Copy !req
867. I've been branded by the monks.
Copy !req
868. I belong to you now.
Copy !req
869. Don't be mad, Don. Have a potato.
Copy !req
870. Haven't you heard how
many ears I've cut off?
Copy !req
871. - Yes, we have...
- That hurts.
Copy !req
872. Give me that little umbrella.
Copy !req
873. Ears, ears ... It's just ridiculous.
Copy !req
874. Here's a suitable ear.
Copy !req
875. You're a grown man, after all.
Copy !req
876. - I'll wipe my hands and give it back.
- Let me go. On the grass.
Copy !req
877. It's wrong. Don't do that.
Copy !req
878. Close it.
Copy !req
879. He's been chained like this
since he was 3.
Copy !req
880. Why? Why?
Copy !req
881. If you let him go, he'll die.
Copy !req
882. See?
Copy !req
883. I'll...
Copy !req
884. Stop! I said, stop!
Copy !req
885. Churchly youngsters.
Copy !req
886. What about the bags?
Copy !req
887. - Don't you need your fingers?
Wanna chop them? - Hang him.
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888. Say that you fell. Don't say you
were born with your lip like that.
Copy !req
889. You fell. Remember that.
Copy !req
890. Take this.
Copy !req
891. Don't hide anything.
Blame the redheads.
Copy !req
892. Don't argue with anyone.
Listen to me!
Copy !req
893. You think you're the only one.
Copy !req
894. Learn this!
Copy !req
895. A scholar is not an enemy.
The enemy is a scholar in doubt.
Copy !req
896. Don't!
Copy !req
897. Learn this!
Copy !req
898. In the name of the Order!
Copy !req
899. In its name!
Copy !req
900. You'll kill him, Don.
Copy !req
901. In the name of the Order.
Copy !req
902. In its name.
Copy !req
903. What?
Copy !req
904. That's all.
Copy !req
905. Come here, bastards.
We allow you to go inside as guests.
Copy !req
906. Gee up!
Copy !req
907. You said...
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908. We're killing whores.
Copy !req
909. She spreads her legs, and
this thing is on a spring.
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910. Rips them to pieces!
Copy !req
911. The girl didn't even cough.
Copy !req
912. The Order!
Copy !req
913. Flowed out a lot from her...
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914. With spurs.
Copy !req
915. Noble Don!
Copy !req
916. Where did you get your hands..?
On this thing!
Copy !req
917. It rips...
Copy !req
918. What joy for everyone.
Wipe off my temple.
Copy !req
919. - What?
- What?
Copy !req
920. - What?
- Fuck off.
Copy !req
921. A thought entered his head
and settled there for good.
Copy !req
922. Don Reba must be killed!
Copy !req
923. Just kill him and not
think about the consequences.
Copy !req
924. What's going on here?
Copy !req
925. We're being flogged here, Rumata!
Copy !req
926. Where's your sword?
Did you hand it in, noble Don?
Copy !req
927. I see.
Copy !req
928. I have this shrub. It's in blossom,
so beautiful! It's a sign!
Copy !req
929. When I was little, Don Reba used to give
me ripe rides on a shovel, in the winter.
Copy !req
930. See how much more freely one can
breathe in the new, free Arkanar.
Copy !req
931. And wine's cheaper now, too!
Copy !req
932. Leave me alone!
Copy !req
933. - Come on, chew.
- They put salt on the flogging rods.
Copy !req
934. So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
935. Why? What's the salt for?
So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
936. So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
937. - Here.
- I lost the tablet.
Copy !req
938. Here. Stick it up your ass.
Your ass, not this one!
Copy !req
939. Try to make sure the
hangman sees it.
Copy !req
940. - Okay, okay, I said!
- Until the day I die, Rumata.
Copy !req
941. Take off your hat.
Copy !req
942. The Keu barons have always
had privileges!
Copy !req
943. The Order accepts no privileges.
Copy !req
944. 7 heavy rod whips!
Copy !req
945. - Why heavy ones?
- For thoughts without enthusiasm.
Copy !req
946. Give me Budakh.
Copy !req
947. I'll do it. Here's your doctor.
Copy !req
948. Attaboy. You remember
about the ears, right?
Copy !req
949. Yeah. Berry.
Copy !req
950. Leave it to me.
They'll steal everything.
Copy !req
951. It is not necessary at all.
Copy !req
952. The Dons have funny asses.
Like toads!
Copy !req
953. Like your face!
Copy !req
954. It has be like this, yes.
Copy !req
955. - Don, I'll pay for the balls.
- Go to hell!
Copy !req
956. Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
957. So good that I found you...
Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
958. Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
959. Doubled up.
Copy !req
960. A courtier must be clean
and fragrant. Right?
Copy !req
961. What's wrong, Baron?
Copy !req
962. My nose has burst.
Copy !req
963. I'm so glad I found you.
Copy !req
964. When you were arrested, I ran here.
Copy !req
965. There were 1,000 blacks here.
I beat them until...
Copy !req
966. Oh my God...
Copy !req
967. Then they threw a cow on me.
From the bridge.
Copy !req
968. - Watch your leg, Baron.
- Wait, I'll press on the door...
Copy !req
969. How their crummy skulls will crack
under our baronial swords!
Copy !req
970. Attack, Barons!
Copy !req
971. Here's Budakh, not Rudakh.
Alive and well. Eating for the road.
Copy !req
972. He looks fine and his teeth are intact.
Copy !req
973. Are you Budakh from Irukan?
Copy !req
974. Baron, this is Budakh.
Copy !req
975. - It was me who turned him in.
- Why?
Copy !req
976. Baron.
Copy !req
977. Firstly, because he has a dog's name.
Copy !req
978. - Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
979. I did something wrong.
- Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
980. - Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
981. I made all of this, every little piece,
with my own two hands.
Copy !req
982. 20 years. My whole life.
Copy !req
983. Now I come here to eat.
Copy !req
984. To hell with you!
Copy !req
985. Baron, I need a nail file...
Copy !req
986. The stuff is right there, on the left.
Copy !req
987. Go be a soldier, son.
Copy !req
988. Don't you dare look...
Copy !req
989. Baron or noble Don who
let them flog himself...
Copy !req
990. Baron, the stuff!
Copy !req
991. - Celestial fire.
- Do not fart, you...
Copy !req
992. Smelly bastard.
Copy !req
993. Little by little...
Copy !req
994. My noble friend, are my legs
really skinny and white now?
Copy !req
995. Nice, nice legs.
Copy !req
996. Why are you sniffing me?
Copy !req
997. - Got lost in thought.
- And here I am.
Copy !req
998. And the forehead is wonderful.
Copy !req
999. Do you know what kind of Baron I am?
And you're just a wise guy.
Copy !req
1000. He'll teach me to read.
Then I'll be wise, too.
Copy !req
1001. But you'll never become a Baron.
Copy !req
1002. If you catch a cold, I'll get in trouble.
Copy !req
1003. Forgive me, Bow-wow.
Copy !req
1004. My friend, give him money.
A lot of it.
Copy !req
1005. - My ribs haven't healed yet.
- I'll be gentle...
Copy !req
1006. They'll close the gates, then
we're dead. We'll have to go back.
Copy !req
1007. They'll open it right back.
They'll close the gates, then
we're dead. We'll have to go back.
Copy !req
1008. I beg you... Don't... Baron...
Copy !req
1009. What if you catch a cold?
Copy !req
1010. Introduce me to this Lieutenant
who is so worried about my health.
Copy !req
1011. Got it? Now go.
Copy !req
1012. Such a turkey.
Copy !req
1013. Buy an eye. It reflects light.
Copy !req
1014. - I got a knife as a gift.
- A knife as a gift, you say?
Copy !req
1015. By the way, I saw your Baga recently.
Copy !req
1016. Where are the asshole archers?
Eating turnip?
Copy !req
1017. Freeze!
Copy !req
1018. They'll all be whipped.
Copy !req
1019. Such fun again.
The sword, my friend!
Copy !req
1020. Where are the archers?
Copy !req
1021. Hey, Baron... you won't
learn to read now.
Copy !req
1022. I can't teach you, bow-wow.
How can I do it? No way now.
Copy !req
1023. Baron Pampa del Bao-no of Arkanar
wasn't tried by the Big Royal Court.
Copy !req
1024. Neither was he killed by the poison of the
mountain bee or executed on the square.
Copy !req
1025. He was just pierced with a dozen of
arrows and thrown on a pile of trash.
Copy !req
1026. Rotten turnips and sour cinnamon
were dumped on top of him.
Copy !req
1027. At night, paupers will rip everything
off his huge, strong white body.
Copy !req
1028. - Let me go!
- He's pulling the rope on purpose.
Copy !req
1029. Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1030. Let me go!
Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1031. Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1032. I asked questions, you didn't answer.
I asked you,
Copy !req
1033. what would you do if you were a God?
Copy !req
1034. I wouldn't have any problems urinating.
Copy !req
1035. Damn it, they won't let us talk.
I wouldn't have any problems urinating.
Copy !req
1036. Damn it, they won't let us talk.
But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1037. But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1038. Pee as long as you need,
and then we'll talk.
But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1039. Pee as long as you need,
and then we'll talk.
Copy !req
1040. I can't.
Copy !req
1041. The main thing - is not
to think about it. Relax.
Copy !req
1042. You have to beat him on the ass.
Copy !req
1043. And if you could give advice
to a God? If he asked for it?
Copy !req
1044. He peed on the rope.
Copy !req
1045. That wouldn't be heresy, would it?
Copy !req
1046. I'd say, "Creator..."
Copy !req
1047. Why pee on my boots?
Copy !req
1048. You've come, and we're leaving.
Copy !req
1049. Someone killed two slaves
over there. It wasn't us.
Copy !req
1050. We're officers of the Order.
Copy !req
1051. We're off to sleep.
Copy !req
1052. Got it, wise guy?
Copy !req
1053. He goes on peeing.
Copy !req
1054. Come on.
Copy !req
1055. I'd say... "Creator! Give people
everything that separates them."
Copy !req
1056. Finally. Thank God.
That wouldn't do them any good.
Copy !req
1057. Because the strong will take
everything from the weak.
Copy !req
1058. Why are you giving me an empty flask?
Copy !req
1059. I'd say, "Punish the cruel, so that
the strong restrain from being cruel."
Copy !req
1060. As soon as the strong and cruel
are punished,
Copy !req
1061. the stronger ones of the weak
will take their place.
Copy !req
1062. You know that yourself...
You're a fool, Budakh.
Copy !req
1063. Get out of here.
I don't need you.
Copy !req
1064. Why are you yelling at me?
Copy !req
1065. Get out of here!
Copy !req
1066. One splash...
Copy !req
1067. One splash and
your face is gone.
Copy !req
1068. I'd say, "Creator, if you exist,
blow us away. Like dust or puss.
Copy !req
1069. Or leave us rot like we are.
Destroy all of us.
Copy !req
1070. - Everyone."
- Here.
Copy !req
1071. It's easy to destroy.
Copy !req
1072. The lice-ridden, the sick,
and even the children.
Copy !req
1073. My heart is full of pity.
Copy !req
1074. I can't do that.
Copy !req
1075. Well...
Copy !req
1076. Let's go home.
Copy !req
1077. Rain showers...
Copy !req
1078. There were a lot of greys.
Uno was wearing your shirt.
Copy !req
1079. It was too loose on him.
He was shooting from the stairs.
Copy !req
1080. The greys put a noose around
his neck and strangled him.
Copy !req
1081. And then the blacks came and
started killing the greys.
Copy !req
1082. One black gave me this.
See? Don't touch it.
Copy !req
1083. Why?
One black gave me this.
See? Don't touch it.
Copy !req
1084. Don't touch.
They gave me this sign.
Copy !req
1085. Told me to come to the
Tower of Joy tomorrow.
Copy !req
1086. - Why did you take it?
- Look what they gave me.
Copy !req
1087. They told me to come tomorrow.
Copy !req
1088. Give it to me.
Don't touch it, give it back!
Copy !req
1089. He was sitting there.
All the cucumbers are now in shit.
Copy !req
1090. He got in the barrel with pickles!
Copy !req
1091. It smells...
Copy !req
1092. I had a mare, and now
all I have is this collar.
Copy !req
1093. Throw it out.
Copy !req
1094. Everyone, get out.
I'm going to wash my ass.
Copy !req
1095. Let him lie over there.
Copy !req
1096. All this anguish...
Copy !req
1097. I thought you were hanged by the neck.
Copy !req
1098. How could I have come if I had been?
Copy !req
1099. Indeed. How have you come,
Arata, if you were hanged?
Copy !req
1100. Arata The Hunchback!
Copy !req
1101. My back. Goran likes cripples.
Copy !req
1102. - You're a cripple!
- He sees everything.
Copy !req
1103. First my guys trusted this virgin.
Copy !req
1104. Old whore...
Copy !req
1105. Don. The Don of peasants!
Copy !req
1106. Higher!
Copy !req
1107. - You don't know how to make sausage.
- I thought he was bigger.
Copy !req
1108. Then they trusted the monks.
Copy !req
1109. Those are now hanging them
by the balls on the same trees.
Copy !req
1110. I almost forgot you're a God!
Copy !req
1111. That's too bad.
Copy !req
1112. Your water is cold...
Copy !req
1113. Boil some water!
Copy !req
1114. Once I was being hanged
on an old galley.
Copy !req
1115. I caught the chicken.
Once I was being hanged
on an old galley.
Copy !req
1116. I jumped off just in time.
Copy !req
1117. There was a captain.
Copy !req
1118. Very courteous.
Copy !req
1119. Come here, angel!
Copy !req
1120. Don't stare.
Copy !req
1121. Come on.
Copy !req
1122. One's too much for you.
Copy !req
1123. I knew a while back that the God died!
Copy !req
1124. Did he really?
Copy !req
1125. He used to pull this load like a horse.
Copy !req
1126. Then he got snotty and died.
Copy !req
1127. There's no other way!
Copy !req
1128. There's no other way.
Copy !req
1129. It's hard for a God.
Copy !req
1130. I saw you getting snotty today.
Copy !req
1131. - You...
- These are wasps.
Copy !req
1132. Wasps...
Copy !req
1133. It's a joke.
Copy !req
1134. I have bad news for you.
Copy !req
1135. Today you'll give us your fiery
chariot and these shirts.
Copy !req
1136. And in the morning you'll lead us!
Copy !req
1137. - Or else?
- Or else what?
Copy !req
1138. Or else...
Copy !req
1139. you have a soft white
belly and a bellybutton.
Copy !req
1140. If you poke it,
there'll be a wind.
Copy !req
1141. Burst.
Copy !req
1142. My belly button.
Copy !req
1143. Come on.
Copy !req
1144. - I'm afraid it won't be easy.
- It will. Very easy.
Copy !req
1145. That was a bird.
Copy !req
1146. That's an omen. For money.
Copy !req
1147. You'll fly to your Daddy.
Copy !req
1148. Everyone will one day.
You'll fly to your Daddy.
Copy !req
1149. Like birds.
Copy !req
1150. Get out of here.
Copy !req
1151. Will we have enough water?
Somebody, hold my wallet. Arata!
Copy !req
1152. That's the way it is, cow.
Copy !req
1153. Leave the ring.
Copy !req
1154. Give it to me.
Copy !req
1155. No, not this.
Copy !req
1156. I wouldn't kill you.
Copy !req
1157. Really?
Copy !req
1158. You don't know that yourself.
Copy !req
1159. You're so dressed up.
Copy !req
1160. - How was the trip here?
- Fine.
Copy !req
1161. I'm not going to get you the throne.
That's the truth.
Copy !req
1162. That was right.
Copy !req
1163. That was right.
Copy !req
1164. I'd burn this gold and black vermin
as far as 12 generations back.
Copy !req
1165. That, you're good at!
Copy !req
1166. That, you're good at.
Copy !req
1167. And you'd give the land to your men.
Right?
Copy !req
1168. Yeah.
Copy !req
1169. Who's there?
Copy !req
1170. A wise guy.
I know him well. He's a fool.
Copy !req
1171. Pour some more water.
Copy !req
1172. It happens.
Copy !req
1173. Pour the water!
Copy !req
1174. A man's skin is made up of tiny holes,
which he also uses to breathe.
Copy !req
1175. If you cover a man with tar...
that'll be it.
Copy !req
1176. That's for you.
Copy !req
1177. That's it?
Copy !req
1178. Good boy, Arata. Without it, they
won't let you out of the city.
Copy !req
1179. Tell me...
Copy !req
1180. Tell me, Arata. So you have
given the land to your men.
Copy !req
1181. Who needs land without slaves?
Copy !req
1182. Tell me, who needs land without slaves?
Copy !req
1183. There'll be new slaves. New scaffolds.
Copy !req
1184. New golds. New blacks.
Copy !req
1185. Everything will start again.
Copy !req
1186. And a new Arata. And a God
won't be able to do anything.
Copy !req
1187. That's sad.
Copy !req
1188. I'd never allow that, you louse.
Copy !req
1189. Sure. Quiet now. Quiet.
Copy !req
1190. You wouldn't be able to do anything.
Copy !req
1191. You'd allow it, like everyone
else has and always will.
Copy !req
1192. For thousands of years.
Copy !req
1193. What do we do then?
Copy !req
1194. The same as always.
Copy !req
1195. The same as always...
Copy !req
1196. One, two...
Copy !req
1197. You're a redheaded bastard.
Copy !req
1198. Muga,
Copy !req
1199. introduce him to your tobacconist!
Copy !req
1200. They'll be good friends!
Copy !req
1201. Chase him with sticks
through the barnyard.
Copy !req
1202. Hey Don!
Copy !req
1203. Alright then. So what happens to me?
Copy !req
1204. You'll remain in songs.
Copy !req
1205. That's it?
Copy !req
1206. It's not really that
little, believe me.
Copy !req
1207. A goose! Come here!
Copy !req
1208. Master, the blacks are asking
for the girl with the sign.
Copy !req
1209. I knew it. That's it!
Copy !req
1210. Let's cut some ears!
Copy !req
1211. Stop shaking. Let me eat.
Copy !req
1212. My arm hurts.
Copy !req
1213. Want some?
Copy !req
1214. Fuck off, old man!
Copy !req
1215. You'll go with me. You'll confirm there's
a boy in my belly. Goran's grandson.
Copy !req
1216. Seriously? Already?
Copy !req
1217. I won't go without my pants.
My pants are wet now.
Copy !req
1218. You will.
I won't go without my pants.
My pants are wet now.
Copy !req
1219. Eighteen generations of noble ancestors.
Royal blood and no pants!
Copy !req
1220. I won't go without them. Give me dry pants
and I'll go to war. I want silver pants.
Copy !req
1221. I don't want to be covered
with fat and burned.
Copy !req
1222. Like a chicken.
Copy !req
1223. Don't go if you don't want to.
Ferret!
Copy !req
1224. Fine.
Copy !req
1225. I'll chase them into the gulf.
Up to their asses. I promise.
Copy !req
1226. I'm sorry you didn't know Baron Pampa.
Copy !req
1227. Forget it! Forget it, I said.
Copy !req
1228. You could at least clean the house!
Copy !req
1229. - Have you found any?
- No.
Copy !req
1230. Yes, these.
Copy !req
1231. You fool!
Copy !req
1232. The turtle was eating mice in the pants.
Copy !req
1233. I found some. And the turtle, too.
Copy !req
1234. - Laces.
- What? Laces?
Copy !req
1235. You said something about laces?
Copy !req
1236. Have you brought my swords, silly girl?
Copy !req
1237. Blood is sticky.
Copy !req
1238. Okay. There.
Copy !req
1239. God, if you exist, stop me.
Copy !req
1240. Run... God decided to start killing.
Copy !req
1241. Let him give us his swords and that's all!
Copy !req
1242. Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
Copy !req
1243. Go away!
Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
Copy !req
1244. Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
Copy !req
1245. Goran! I'm the God!
Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
Copy !req
1246. Stop! No, not Arima!
Copy !req
1247. There he is. See, he eats monkeys.
Copy !req
1248. Arima.
Copy !req
1249. My name is Arima.
Copy !req
1250. My name is Arima!
Copy !req
1251. That's not a problem.
Copy !req
1252. - Well, well...
- Silver bones...
Copy !req
1253. It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
Copy !req
1254. They'll all be punished.
It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
Copy !req
1255. It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1256. These people are like kids.
It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1257. These people are like kids.
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1258. He was standing there, calling.
These people are like kids.
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1259. These people are like kids.
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1260. I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1261. like kids...
I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1262. I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1263. A crippled hunchback monk.
He brought all these fools!
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1264. Start looking, or I'll flog you to death!
A crippled hunchback monk.
He brought all these fools!
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1265. Start looking, or I'll flog you to death!
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1266. I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1267. It's a mistake.
I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1268. I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1269. It's a mistake. It was
some strange monk.
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1270. Is this blood or what?
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1271. It stinks.
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1272. What?
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1273. The Creator gave us pain.
I went to university too.
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1274. Arima...
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1275. I'm the Eye of the Order.
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1276. My hands are slippery.
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1277. Slippery...
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1278. I'll kill everyone here.
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1279. And you too, student!
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1280. There.
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1281. Heresy!
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1282. - Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1283. Remove it!
- Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1284. - Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1285. - Quiet! What are you looking at?
- Heresy!
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1286. - Out of my way, rot!
- What?
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1287. I didn't take anything!
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1288. The hat of sorrow!
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1289. No one steals from the Order.
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1290. Everyone.
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1291. God, stop me. It's as if it's wasn't me.
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1292. Not everyone's destined. I can't either.
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1293. I feel nauseous. It's just... why?
Here's a gift for you.
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1294. It's from the court martial.
Summons to the office.
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1295. The Tower of Joy. Not funny.
He's here too.
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1296. Already? What did I do?
I never left the house.
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1297. Get out!
Already? What did I do?
I never left the house.
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1298. That's death. And that's life.
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1299. Life. And life again.
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1300. Here. Your destiny. Kiun from Tin Street.
Defamation of the Order.
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1301. That's serious. Nothing
good about you either.
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1302. And we... hah.
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1303. You can pardon all these ones, Don.
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1304. We'll fuck you like a woman.
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1305. Why don't you give me, the stupid Don,
200 more street luvvies.
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1306. You'll find someone else instead.
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1307. It makes no difference to you who to burn.
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1308. Isn't that right, student?
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1309. Master!
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1310. Stop.
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1311. Put the boards down.
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1312. Water, anyone?
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1313. Up!
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1314. - Ribs!
- I'm lower than everyone.
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1315. Another chain.
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1316. Henroost.
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1317. Rock him so that the shit drips off.
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1318. Student.
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1319. An impotent and inept one
will give up without knowing
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1320. where the monster's heart is,
and if the monster even has one.
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1321. Don, I think I've gone blind!
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1322. It's an officer.
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1323. It squelches.
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1324. It has always been like this here.
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1325. Ugh! You're so...
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1326. - Let me go! I'll stab you!
- Yeah.
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1327. It's slippery.
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1328. Hello then.
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1329. What might be... nothing might be.
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1330. You'll pee your pants!
What might be... nothing might be.
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1331. What might be... nothing might be.
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1332. I'll show you something. With a wall-eye.
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1333. Again! Didn't I...
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1334. You'll pee your pants!
Again! Didn't I...
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1335. Okay, nevermind.
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1336. An egg.
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1337. Shush. Flies.
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1338. Look.
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1339. This is Arata the Hunchback.
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1340. So, wall-eyed man... You rotten?
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1341. Why didn't
you spare the young girl?
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1342. - You bastard.
- That's bovine...
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1343. The arrow is marked!
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1344. - You idiot! It's a boar.
- This is bovine...
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1345. - It's a boar!
- This is bovine...
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1346. It's a boar.
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1347. I'll tear it off! It's a boar.
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1348. - Get out!
- Shut up!
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1349. Leave him, he's suffered enough.
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1350. It was Arata who killed the girl!
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1351. The mark on the arrow is the same.
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1352. He wanted to draw Rumata
out against the blacks.
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1353. But instead drew him against himself.
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1354. One more egg.
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1355. I challenge you!
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1356. Witch.
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1357. It squelches.
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1358. The coins, Condor!
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1359. I saw it first!
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1360. Condor, there's something shiny over there.
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1361. Where?
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1362. I'm not flying to the Earth with you!
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1363. No, nothing.
I'm not flying to the Earth with you!
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1364. I'm not flying to the Earth!
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1365. That's stupid, Pashka. You'll be
sorry if you go behind my back.
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1366. Fine.
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1367. See what I learned here?
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1368. If you say no - then no.
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1369. Actually, you know what...
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1370. Well, you old ass?
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1371. This is not my work, it's yours.
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1372. You fucking theorist.
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1373. You're a pice of shit!
You fucking theorist.
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1374. You fucking theorist.
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1375. - You're a pice of shit!
- What are you doing here?
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1376. The shit of the Siou bird.
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1377. You're all set for life
in a nuthouse on the Earth.
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1378. Or maybe in jail.
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1379. And you are a thief.
Or maybe in jail.
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1380. Or maybe you
even have a brain tumor.
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1381. And you are a thief.
Or maybe you
even have a brain tumor.
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1382. The shit of the Siou bird!
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1383. The shit of the Siou bird!
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1384. Remember!
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1385. You'll go to the nuthouse!
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1386. There are snakes there!
You'll go to the nuthouse!
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1387. Here, take this.
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1388. He's a thief, and you
keep throwing gloves.
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1389. Pashka, we're dueling.
It has come to this!
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1390. A God can get tired, too.
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1391. You fucking practician.
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1392. Get out of here. I'm sleepy.
Get out.
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1393. Well, well...
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1394. They say...
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1395. You write books,
but you have no thoughts.
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1396. Here's one for you.
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1397. Where greys triumph... there's always...
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1398. Wait.
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1399. Where greys triumph, blacks
inevitably come eventually.
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1400. There's no other way.
Remember. Now leave.
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1401. Leave now.
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1402. Hey, if you write about me,
and you'll probably have to...
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1403. Write that it's...
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1404. hard to be a God!
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1405. I'm going to get some sleep.
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1406. God, spit on me, so that
I'm never sick.
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1407. I won't be sick. Spit on me!
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1408. Spit in my hand, too.
I'll take it to my brother.
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1409. Let me go, you freak!
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1410. Don't you dare call him a God!
Let me go, you freak!
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1411. Don't you dare call him a God!
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1412. Shoo! We'll be punished!
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1413. Come on, a kid won't speak in vain.
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1414. He's not looking at me.
Why won't you look at me?
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1415. Shut up.
He's not looking at me.
Why won't you look at me?
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1416. Shut up.
Come on, look at me!
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1417. Come on, look at me!
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1418. Stop hovering. These
university guys.
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1419. They kept running around
the tower, screaming.
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1420. The fat one didn't want to fly.
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1421. Stronger than beer.
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1422. Don Leonardo and Don Fatso.
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1423. They killed each other. Here.
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1424. Why?
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1425. You bastards!
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1426. It's Don Leonardo.
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1427. They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1428. So what?
They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1429. They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1430. - So what?
- Nothing.
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1431. Muga, what does your
tobacconist say? Where is he?
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1432. He left his house and
never came back. It happens.
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1433. Will you find him? I told
you to take the tights off.
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1434. Why don't you take them off?
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1435. I'll take them off right now.
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1436. The fact is that... painfully...
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1437. You're fucking nuts!
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1438. Once I also left my house,
like him, and never came back.
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1439. What?
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1440. Out of the way, noble Don!
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1441. Out of the way, noble Don!
Or the wheel will get on your boot.
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1442. Hey, you forgot the chair, fools!
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1443. Do you like the music?
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1444. I don't know...
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1445. It makes my tummy hurt. Yes.
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1446. A special thanks for assistance
in creating this film goes to
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1447. Aleksei Kudrin
Mikhail Prokhorov
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1448. The film features the poem
"Hamlet" by Boris Pasternak
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