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. Poverty, poverty.
Screenplay by
S. KARMALITA
A. GERMAN
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22. ALEKSEI GERMAN
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23. - Ryaba.
- It's enough.
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24. Ryaba was diving. Ryaba.
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25. Poking around.
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26. Here you are.
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27. The stones were white and flat.
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28. Cinematography by
V. llyin
Yu. Klimenko
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29. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Cinematography by
V. llyin
Yu. Klimenko
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30. Production design by
S. KOKOVKIN
G. KROPACHEV
E. ZHUKOVA
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31. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Production design by
S. KOKOVKIN
G. KROPACHEV
E. ZHUKOVA
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32. I'm afraid of the stars. Is it a sin?
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33. Rains here were short and sticky.
Fogs, on the other hand, were long.
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34. HARD TO BE A GOD
Rains here were short and sticky.
Fogs, on the other hand, were long.
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35. HARD TO BE A GOD
They came from the
gulf and returned there.
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36. He often cried in his sleep.
That meant he killed.
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37. In his sleep, of course.
He wasn't allowed to kill, ever.
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38. Then he heard his grandma's voice.
From his childhood, on the Earth.
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39. "The infant is crying."
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40. She inhaled cigarette smoke and said,
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41. "Children's tears are like water...
It's all in your head, boy..."
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42. The noble Don Rumata -
LEONID YARMOLNIK
"Children's tears are like water...
It's all in your head, boy..."
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43. Then grandma blew on his forehead,
but in reality it was a draught.
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44. He tried clinging to the
bedsheet, but still woke up.
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45. A stove was smoking downstairs
in his huge castle.
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46. The slaves were talking loudly
even though it was forbidden.
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47. He was not on the Earth,
but on a different planet.
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48. Here he was, a 17th
generation noble Don.
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49. And an illegitimate son of
Goran, a local pagan God,
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50. born from the God's mouth.
Not everyone believed this,
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51. but everyone feared.
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52. Have you fed the turtle, idiot?
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53. Today. Mice are licking off the fat.
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54. They are.
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55. Are you wearing my boots again?
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56. I didn't mean to.
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57. You're doing it all the time.
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58. Ye. SHAPKAITS
Makeup by
O. IZVEKOVA
N. RATKEVICH
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59. Boots are on the table...
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60. Music by
V. LEBEDEV
Sound by
N. ASTAKHOV
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61. I'll hang myself.
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62. What?
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63. I'll hang myself!
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64. - Again...
- What?
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65. Why are you screaming when I'm sleeping?
I'd sell you all at the port.
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66. Including you. It's a pity
slaves have fallen in price.
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67. That's the way the cookie crumbles.
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68. Die, you fool!
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69. You die!
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70. It's autumn, there are no mice.
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71. Special thanks to
A. GERMAN-Jr.
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72. My whole life. My whole life.
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73. A goose drowned here.
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74. I broke a tooth.
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75. - A painting...
- Go, go, go!
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76. To go...
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77. I lost my teeth and
without teeth is somehow...
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78. It's a bit shallow.
Let's do head first.
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79. He wanted to fuck the goose...
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80. Where did you get the egg?
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81. Look!
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82. It's buzzing.
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83. He bites like a ferret.
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84. Found this under the pig.
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85. The letters are so even.
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86. What is it?
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87. Great.
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88. Let's go. Let's go.
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89. Wait, wait!
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90. You, stinker!
Remember, 40 years ago...
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91. You called my book the
poop of the Siou bird.
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92. I don't remember.
You called my book the
poop of the Siou bird.
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93. I don't remember. I don't.
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94. Hey, what are you doing?
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95. 40 years of my life.
My whole life.
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96. It's OK, you made it in time.
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97. Went for a walk?
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98. Let me go, Soanian.
This is our spyglass.
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99. They stuck a wise guy into
the shithouse down there.
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100. His feet did like this, then
he went "glub-glub".
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101. I was standing beside him. Now
there's a leg sticking out. Funny.
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102. Give the spyglass back to the Don.
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103. You boar! Money loves to be counted.
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104. Bring it back yourself,
or I'll sell you at the port.
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105. Freak! Thief! Take it.
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106. Hush!
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107. It's the same every fall.
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108. What can I say?
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109. This is for you.
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110. Giddyup, you dead animal!
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111. Goran the mighty, have
pity on the poor slave.
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112. I didn't take the shiny awl.
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113. And urine...
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114. Me too.
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115. Noble Don, give me a coin!
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116. I will, I will!
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117. The wind has changed,
now it smells of rot.
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118. The city was surrounded by fetid
bottomless Pitanian swamps.
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119. Still, people like this drowned bookworm
crept to Irukan during the nights.
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120. They'd be met there by one-eyed
Arata the Hunchback's rebel peasants.
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121. Or by the refugee slaves from tin
mines, transparent like moths.
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122. Or by Colonel Kusis's grey soldiers.
You pay or you die.
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123. All because they used stone or
paint to create a second nature
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124. to decorate the life of the
people who knew no beauty.
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125. Or because they made glass,
allowing the half-blind to see
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126. and the sighted to bring the sky closer.
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127. In places like this, Don Rumata
hid mysteries of wise guys.
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128. What is all this?
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129. We're learning to fly,
mostly downwards.
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130. Noble Don, take me from here.
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131. What joy!
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132. Our angel is here!
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133. Budakh the Doctor was to be
brought here from Irukan.
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134. He was a sober and logical mind,
formed by this civilization.
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135. And just an interlocutor for Rumata
during long Arkanar's evenings.
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136. But Budakh disappeared.
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137. Here's Pekh, beast with an iron tail...
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138. You're lying, there's no such beast.
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139. I'm falling.
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140. Rutabaga. Rutabaga.
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141. Except I... I am now...
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142. Exhale!
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143. - Huh? What?
- He's lying, all lies!
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144. You even got the birds drunk!
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145. Bite!
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146. I'll kill you!
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147. Hit him! Hit him!
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148. Destroy that monster!
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149. If you ever brew that slop again...
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150. Why is it so depressing?
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151. Because it's fall.
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152. Fall again? Ha.
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153. So white. Unbearable!
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154. Can you believe that idiot
synthesized alcohol.
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155. Toad! The first on this planet!
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156. He's a Leonardo! A real Da Vinci.
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157. Earthlings gathered here too,
but more and more rarely.
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158. They drank more and more
and got mad at each other.
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159. I love you,
but you don't love me.
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160. - Fools.
- Do not listen, do not smell.
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161. Noble Dons, to hell with...
all those presidents, kings...
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162. get out of the way...
or I'll hurt you!
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163. I adopted a boy, you know.
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164. He's alone, I'm alone...
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165. The boy is a thief.
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166. He's an orphan, bastard.
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167. Now there are two of us.
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168. I saw the Earth again
in my sleep.
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169. - Ah, dreams.
- It's wonderful.
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170. Your guy Budakh disappeared.
And the officer, too. Now, they'll...
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171. - I'll get Budakh.
- I'm good at that.
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172. Give me the shovel.
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173. The boy volunteered to snitch.
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174. Tell him to keep quiet.
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175. - Do you understand?
- Understood.
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176. This fool quenches even righteous anger.
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177. They are calling me to the Earth.
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178. Hey, you old fart! Give me a kiss!
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179. You've got ants in your mouth.
Here, eat that!
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180. A trap, I said.
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181. How many times...
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182. Pashka got caught in a trap!
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183. Everyone knows that...
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184. Do not poke your foot!
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185. A boar trap. Comes off
together with the foot.
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186. Give me a knife.
I'll cut it off.
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187. It hurts, you jerks!
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188. I'll cut it off.
It hurts, you jerks!
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189. It hurts, you jerks!
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190. You want some poison?
It has good feedback.
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191. Listen! 20 years ago...
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192. 20 years ago one fucker back home
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193. announced an outbreak of art here.
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194. - He called it a Renaissance.
- On this shitty planet.
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195. Hey you.
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196. I laughed.
And you wrote that I'm an ass.
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197. I am an ass.
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198. Maybe, but where is the art?
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199. And a Renaissance? Not here.
And the whole life, eh?
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200. Sorry, my bad. I was wrong.
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201. OK. Listen, everyone.
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202. I came here without guards.
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203. I was attacked by a naked
runaway slave from the mine.
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204. He tried to strangle me, look.
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205. It's just a zit.
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206. I have to go back alone.
An arrow in the eye - and I'm dead.
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207. And you don't want to forgive me
before I die. Come on, let's kiss!
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208. Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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209. What a liar.
Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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210. Zurab, this scumbag
has a whole crew of guards.
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211. I'm not a liar. I'm Munchhausen.
What'd you do without me?
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212. Strange fools on a
strange planet?
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213. Where's the leather bag?
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214. - There's the Siou bird screaming there.
- That which has not been seen?
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215. Your fucking Renaissance is the
most vile age in the world's history!
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216. Zurab, this is better.
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217. It's dark and quiet.
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218. Not to me, to someone else. Well?
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219. Not to me, to someone else.
A wet umbrella rustled.
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220. - Want one?
- To hell with it.
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221. Just look at this...
Are you completely brain-fucked?
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222. You're a creep.
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223. The Siou bird, never
seen, steals silver.
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224. And the servants get
punished. Is that fair?
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225. That bird doesn't exist, you fool!
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226. Muga was standing over the
barrel and saw its shadow.
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227. Seriously?
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228. Nobody saw it but Muga.
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229. Wonderful, only there's no happiness yet.
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230. Slave, like this or this?
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231. The rope noise scares the birds...
Slave, like this or this?
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232. and they fly to the swamp.
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233. If you put squama on the head,
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234. they peck the eyes out.
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235. One tobacconist, a very smart man, he...
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236. Slave, like this or this?
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237. You!
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238. Rain.
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239. Master, I'm not going any further...
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240. it's too hard.
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241. You'll keep going, or I'll flog you.
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242. Master, you won't.
You're kind, because you're a God.
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243. I sure will flog you.
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244. So hard, you couldn't imagine
in your wildest dreams.
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245. When I die,
don't throw me into the gulf.
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246. Bury me in the ground.
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247. Even if it's in the barn.
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248. The Don's head is ouch.
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249. Hey, vermin!
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250. This Don Arata the Hunchback
turned out to be just a clot of swamp fog.
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251. I've always known.
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252. No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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253. Old fart!
No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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254. No sooner had they taken out
the relics of your divine grandfather...
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255. than he and all his drunk
peasants melted, too.
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256. - So why am I a bad poet?
- An awful one!
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257. "Falls on my soul
like an autumn leaf."
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258. "Prince and Barbarian Girl", right?
I have the book.
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259. I burned mine.
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260. How stupid of you.
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261. Let me blow.
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262. The shooter's drunk.
Take away the shooter!
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263. What shit.
The shooter's drunk.
Take away the shooter!
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264. What shit.
And I say to the nun, "Come on,
show me your beautiful ass."
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265. And I say to the nun, "Come on,
show me your beautiful ass."
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266. We're the young aristocracy.
The country's reverse breath.
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267. Leave me alone.
I'm not from around here.
We're the young aristocracy.
The country's reverse breath.
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268. They did right, drowning Bota in the
crap-house for such poetry. Not me!
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269. You think his poetry's bad?
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270. Has the Prince cried today?
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271. Buxom...
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272. - Lots, of course, me too...
- What balls!
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273. Don Rumata cuts through double
Soanian armor. This one survived!
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274. - No.
- What are you doing?
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275. - Marksman, you...
- Freak!
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276. - Let me go, you bastard!
- Give me the stick.
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277. Budakh didn't go through my office.
The Colonel Kusis left the army.
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278. He and Don Reba are
in the lilac chambers.
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279. Speaking that lousy language.
Incredible!
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280. Show him the holy relics of my father.
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281. Maybe he'll disappear.
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282. Nobody disappears.
I thought you were interested.
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283. I am very interested.
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284. Captain of Crown Guard. He has blood
on his hands. On his whole body!
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285. It always has been and always will be.
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286. This is our Primar upon Gabaris.
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287. Vystrebans.
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288. Noble Don, my whole body stinks.
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289. - Am I going to die?
- You are.
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290. Charming. Fear of death
is heresy, Captain.
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291. Here, take it.
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292. Great Bota also stank because
he drank so much
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293. that he shit under himself.
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294. So what?
that he shit under himself.
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295. Do you seriously think
you're a son of God?
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296. The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter
I am trying, standing in the dark
(Poem by Pasternak)
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297. to discover the distant echoes...
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298. You're a redhead! He's a redhead!
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299. The murmurs ebb...
You're a redhead! He's a redhead!
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300. The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter
I am trying, standing in the dark
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301. to discover the distant echoes...
Of what the coming years may hold in store.
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302. Natural darkness with a thousand...
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303. Who wrote that?
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304. I did!
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305. Nocturnal darkness is an evening.
I can teach you something. For money.
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306. Hey, tall man!
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307. Crown Security Minister, Don Reba!
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308. - Allow me...
- Get out of here.
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309. Don Reba, our eagle.
Crown Security.
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310. He delivered ice for my Dad.
Barefoot.
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311. Wow.
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312. And you are whose son, Rumata?
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313. Let me have a sip.
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314. Ask your dad to keep
my wine from going sour.
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315. You dog. Damn dog.
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316. Your Majesty.
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317. - Has it got smaller?
- No, it hasn't.
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318. A nice head.
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319. Who are you? A butcher?
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320. Don Reba told... You...
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321. I'm a Colonel, a financier.
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322. They've stuffed the
castle with grey thugs.
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323. Where is Arata the Hunchback?
Is he a mirage now?
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324. So great and glorious like eternity,
the king whose name...
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325. Shoo!
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326. Everybody down!
I'll hit in the nostril!
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327. Redhead.
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328. Now I'll hang myself.
Will you really? No way!
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329. Wow, what a stench.
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330. Don Reba, you should
come by for a while, to bathe.
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331. I have these comfortable
huge iron barrels.
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332. No, you come over! I have great
barrels in the Tower of Joy.
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333. On coals, with lids.
Only without water.
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334. Great barrels.
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335. Rumata?
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336. You really are a redhead.
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337. Reba, you've been promising
to strangle him for a long time.
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338. You're such a liar,
and good for nothing.
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339. - He has royal blood.
- Precisely!
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340. That needs to be checked.
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341. He's good enough.
He's strangled half of your subjects.
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342. I summoned this doctor, Budakh.
For my knee ache.
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343. What did he do to him?
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344. You have knee ache, too?
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345. What? Come on, come on.
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346. You see! Marshal Tots!
What? Come on, come on.
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347. You see! Marshal Tots!
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348. Never.
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349. It says here: Knight
Don Reba, our eagle.
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350. They sell it all over Arkanar.
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351. Damn! So is he really a knight?
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352. They say no matter what. I don't know.
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353. Show me your boot.
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354. A spur! Take it off.
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355. - God have mercy.
- Yuck!
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356. So where's your doctor?
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357. The knight's got him!
Not in a barrel, I hope.
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358. Bring him here!
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359. - Only without inquest, alright?
- Do it, now!
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360. He'll answer for "without inquest."
You'll have a laugh!
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361. It's night. Bloodsuckers
are falling from the ceiling.
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362. And she's slippery. Keeps
slipping off. No good.
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363. Try a barbarian girl.
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364. No way! She'll bite it off.
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365. Like she did with one of them.
He'd had a big one.
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366. Take her as a gift. You'll tell me later.
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367. There's Budakh.
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368. You always find fault with everything.
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369. Budakh isn't be Budakh.
And I'm good for nothing!
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370. It wasn't Budakh.
It was a quack from the pestilential port.
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371. You're not Budakh. And not a doctor!
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372. He has your letter, too,
Don Rumata. With your signet.
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373. Why drink?
Everyone's rubbing themselves.
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374. Who drink?
Everyone's rubbing themselves.
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375. Rumata, drink!
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376. These redheads sold
a Saint into slavery.
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377. Shoo!
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378. He should be strangled.
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379. The shooter's drunk!
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380. Redhead, you say?
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381. The King got sick last night.
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382. Remember, tonight you're on
watch by the Prince's chamber.
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383. The crossbow's broken.
How can I go on now?
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384. Play what I taught you.
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385. Donkeys are raising their tails.
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386. Autumn.
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387. The cart of firewood and some fish.
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388. Pick up the lard.
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389. The dog sprouted. It keeps raining.
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390. Don, buy this for your sword.
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391. Look, you know who that is...
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392. What do you want, eh?
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393. There. Hold it like that.
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394. Have your donkey fuck you.
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395. - Have your donkey fuck you.
- It is sinful.
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396. - Go on, sing!
- Naff off!
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397. Carrion.
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398. Wife for tobacco.
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399. Stand back, everyone!
I'll chop you all up.
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400. I like you.
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401. Hello.
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402. Like a swan!
It'd be nice in the morning!
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403. Yours is right there.
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404. The greys live here now!
Brave guys.
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405. - Buy me some bacon.
- Hey!
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406. Well what do you want?
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407. You've smelled enough!
Well what do you want?
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408. Come on.
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409. - Let me smell it too.
- Fucking wolf.
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410. - Noble Don.
- As a token of peace.
Copy !req
411. No jokes in the face of holiness.
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412. He's a redhead, come on.
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413. Where are the monks coming from?
What's in the bags?
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414. I am the most righteous here.
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415. Take a bite.
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416. You'll know suffering, Muga.
Copy !req
417. Stop yelling! I'll flog you at home!
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418. This is the third family leaving.
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419. - Shut up.
- This is the third family leaving.
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420. - Let's go already!
- I'll take it for a ride.
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421. I'll strangle you!
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422. It's all mine!
No peeing in the carriage!
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423. They keep peeing, in the carriage.
Copy !req
424. Who made it up?
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425. They say there'll be a massacre tonight.
They'll be killing wise guys.
Copy !req
426. They left the old man behind.
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427. A tobacconist from Tobacco street.
A very smart man.
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428. Hey carrion, gather chickens,
or this bitch will devour them.
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429. - Hey Master!
- Ryaba... Ryaba...
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430. Water. Saint Mika drowned in water.
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431. A tobacconist from Tobacco street.
A very smart man.
Copy !req
432. - What?
- You want to go into the cholera-pit?
Copy !req
433. Who did I tell about germs?
I'll show you.
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434. Can't wash sins away with water.
I prayed three times last night.
Who did I tell about germs?
I'll show you.
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435. I'll drown you in the barrel, you stinker.
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436. Do not meddle.
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437. Give me the water.
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438. Fie on you.
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439. - What a fool. You're a fool!
- That fish is in love with you.
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440. It's funny!
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441. Double dinner?
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442. What are you doing? Here!
It's his fault, he opened it.
Copy !req
443. So the tobacconist from Tobacco street
is a very wise man. He said...
Copy !req
444. - Did anyone else see it?
- Everyone saw.
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445. Someone knocked and I opened it.
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446. It's his fault. He opened it.
Copy !req
447. - Prove it!
- What?
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448. Master, sell the toad!
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449. Actually, the greys are coming.
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450. Great!
Actually, the greys are coming.
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451. Actually, the greys are coming.
Copy !req
452. Go bathe, everyone!
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453. And no laughing.
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454. A turtle.
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455. Yes.
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456. What's all this crap for?
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457. How's that?
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458. Like that.
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459. It wasn't my idea.
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460. - Sit down.
- It's raining outside.
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461. Or do not.
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462. Everything is wet.
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463. Rain.
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464. - What's wrong?
- Sit down.
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465. Touch my ear.
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466. Squeeze it hard. Harder!
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467. Harder. Harder!
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468. If it hurts, I won't
think and I'll tell you.
Copy !req
469. Brother came from the barracks
yesterday. He saw my armpits.
Copy !req
470. Started yelling that I have red hair.
Then he lifted my dress
Copy !req
471. and showed the soldiers what
it's like down there.
Copy !req
472. He yelled that my mom is a redhead.
And so am I,
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473. and he'll send me to the Tower of Joy.
Brother is Commander of a pack of greys.
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474. No, it's uncomfortable.
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475. Any food is good.
Copy !req
476. - And what will happen tomorrow?
- Nothing!
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477. With form or without?
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478. They didn't do anything.
Brother was drunk too, he couldn't.
Copy !req
479. They brought in a wise guy at night.
And kept beating him all night.
Copy !req
480. He was screaming.
Dad and I cried in the back.
Copy !req
481. Back off.
Copy !req
482. - Your bag was like this. And now?
- Go away, you stinker!
Copy !req
483. I see, but it feels like I can't see.
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484. Why are you wearing my boots?
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485. They'll take you to the port and sell.
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486. Stop!
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487. Bend over!
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488. Don't beat me! Ah, you slashed me!
Copy !req
489. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Don't beat me! Ah, you slashed me!
Copy !req
490. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
491. I'm dying.
Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
492. Stop screaming, you idiot.
Here's a coin for you.
Copy !req
493. Who's beating you? I've
never laid a finger on them.
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494. And I beat them regularly.
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495. I've never laid a finger on them.
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496. And he's screaming, the idiot.
Just listen to him screaming!
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497. I've never laid a finger on them.
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498. - He's a cunning idiot.
- Just look at that.
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499. What do you want from me?
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500. Take it. What a smell.
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501. I've been crying.
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502. This is what the soldiers have done.
Kiss my ass!
Copy !req
503. - Who stuck this here? Why?
- Okay, I'm leaving.
Copy !req
504. Where are you going?
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505. I've stolen enough..
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506. You've stolen...
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507. If you leave... If you leave...
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508. If you leave... then my friend Don Reba...
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509. I'll be all alone.
Copy !req
510. Excluding you, handsome.
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511. For me here...
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512. Nobody's a match for me here.
I can break anyone.
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513. I've never told you
about the fangs.
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514. If only I could give
you the fangs.
Copy !req
515. Nobody would hurt you then.
You'd tear anyone to pieces.
Copy !req
516. Ouch. You idiot!
Copy !req
517. There!
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518. Eyelet.
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519. I was afraid you didn't
have one, like Saint Goran.
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520. Here.
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521. Wonderful. Wonderful.
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522. Shut up.
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523. I have Goran's grandson in my womb.
Here are my fangs.
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524. Mom's key!
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525. There you go!
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526. Goran fell. My mom wants Goran too.
You almost did it.
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527. Yeah, keep lying!
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528. Goran fell!
Yeah, keep lying!
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529. Goran fell!
What? You think it's funny?
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530. You're too played out. Go play in the barn!
What? Where is the latch?
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531. Your Grace, someone saw a dude with
gills in the creek. What's that?
Copy !req
532. What?
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533. It's not for you.
Copy !req
534. - See that?
- I don't.
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535. Like a holiday.
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536. They have clean lives.
Everyone thinks about them.
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537. Just look at that.
Copy !req
538. Baron? What's wrong?
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539. I don't drink anymore. I only sniff now.
Copy !req
540. Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
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541. Get out.
Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
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542. Baron, are you sick or mad at me?
Copy !req
543. It's really hard!
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544. - The greys are like bedbugs.
- Bollocks!
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545. Baron!
What is it?
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546. Shithouse of Saint Guy.
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547. I invited the neighbors, we got drunk.
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548. Come here, my friend.
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549. No, Baron. I'm a foreigner.
I can't do that.
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550. There's a young one. Come here.
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551. The neighbors are all over the place now.
They crap everywhere, mutilate dogs.
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552. And keep talking about you
cutting through the double Soanian armor.
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553. That's just rumors. Don't
believe that nonsense, Baron.
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554. It's so hard!
That's just rumors. Don't
believe that nonsense, Baron.
Copy !req
555. - Maybe take it home?
- Get out!
That's just rumors. Don't
believe that nonsense, Baron.
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556. Soanians are little. They
have very fragile armors.
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557. It's all about sharpening
the swords. I'll teach you.
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558. I'm the Empire's best swordsman!
You're better than me.
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559. Where would I get...
Besides, you've never killed anyone!
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560. You've never killed anyone!
Where would I get a Soanian one?
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561. I got the Baroness's grandfather's
armor. It's very thick.
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562. I tried everything.
Even with a two-handed sword.
Copy !req
563. Then the Baroness came in.
Copy !req
564. All hell broke loose.
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565. A day went by like in a fog.
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566. It's all about sharpening.
Copy !req
567. I'll show you. Look.
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568. It's not rocket science.
Just find the middle.
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569. You swing
from your wrist.
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570. And I add the shoulder,
and body weight. That's it!
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571. It's just the swing.
Copy !req
572. - Come on!
- Baroness!
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573. She thinks I'll rot
from all the water here.
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574. You won't.
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575. What is it? Wow!
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576. I didn't see it yesterday.
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577. That's a nice size, eh?
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578. The wind blew it away.
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579. That's funny!
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580. Here are clean tablecloths
for puking on.
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581. Shoo, stinker!
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582. Can you fight with this?
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583. No, it won't work.
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584. It's thick enough.
No, it won't work.
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585. It's thick enough.
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586. Baron, I beg you, let's do it.
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587. Twist your wrist, and add the shoulder
and the back. And you squat, see.
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588. Noble Don, it's a very expensive
chair. It's also grandfather's!
Copy !req
589. Wow.
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590. - Now it's clean. No, two.
- Here. Take it.
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591. He won't cut through it. No way.
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592. First it seemed like...
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593. Really?
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594. Oops.
Copy !req
595. Get out of here.
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596. Sorry my friend. Duty calls!
Copy !req
597. The Baroness didn't see this.
Copy !req
598. You'll crush me, Baron.
Copy !req
599. What is that?
Copy !req
600. Pah, the grey thugs.
They're everywhere, like fleas.
Copy !req
601. Get out of here, you beer gut!
Copy !req
602. Milk.
Copy !req
603. The port's closed. There's
meat rotting on the galleys.
Copy !req
604. I don't know why!
Copy !req
605. I have a secret to tell you.
Copy !req
606. That doctor, in the King's castle.
He's not Budakh.
Copy !req
607. He actually worked in the port,
by the cholera pit.
Copy !req
608. And Budakh...
Copy !req
609. Fish like milk.
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610. No, noble Don, fish don't like milk.
Copy !req
611. Fish like milk.
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612. I'm telling you, fish don't like milk.
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613. Fish like milk.
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614. Let's just agree that fish like milk.
Copy !req
615. I'm the Captain of the Crown Guard.
Copy !req
616. It doesn't matter what your Baron,
that beer gut, says...
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617. I have a troop of
haberdashers for him!
Copy !req
618. So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
619. Fuck it.
So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
620. So you'll be bringing haberdashers
from the colonies until the end of time.
Copy !req
621. That's all?
Copy !req
622. Fish like milk.
Copy !req
623. Fish like milk.
Copy !req
624. Yes, they do. They like it. Milk.
Copy !req
625. Quiet. Shhh!
Copy !req
626. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Copy !req
627. Go away, boy.
Copy !req
628. You're a God!
Copy !req
629. And if I am a God...
Copy !req
630. You have fish up your ass!
Copy !req
631. if I'm a God, then why
am I on your arrest list?
Copy !req
632. Shame on you!
Copy !req
633. You're a God because you're a God!
Copy !req
634. Where's Fika the Redhead, the butcher?
Copy !req
635. There's a soul, or there's no soul...
Copy !req
636. I stole some ham, I said, it's for you.
A great piece.
Copy !req
637. Listen, "An impotent and inept one"...
Go away!
Copy !req
638. "An impotent and inept one will
give up without knowing where
Copy !req
639. the monster's heart is, and if the
monster even has one". Is that bad?
Copy !req
640. No, it's not bad!
Copy !req
641. What makes you better?
Because they gave you the cook?
Copy !req
642. Go buy me a barrel of wine.
Copy !req
643. Don't come near me. Or you'll
end up in the Tower of Joy.
Copy !req
644. And you'll die on the way there
because you're a coward!
Copy !req
645. - Get out of the city!
- Thanks!
Copy !req
646. - I'll go stay with my mother.
- Get out already.
Copy !req
647. I'll twist!
I'll twist my sword for a year!
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648. I will... I will block!
Copy !req
649. Baron! Step out of the way!
Copy !req
650. You've broken the 3rd
commandment! Quiet!
Copy !req
651. Really? What commandment?
Copy !req
652. Don't draw a sword in a tavern!
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653. But I have no other sword!
Don't draw a sword in a tavern!
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654. But I have no other sword!
Copy !req
655. Go home now!
Copy !req
656. It's too bad the Baroness
can't see me now!
Copy !req
657. - Victory.
- Yes.
Copy !req
658. Write her. I can't.
She's all alone there.
Copy !req
659. Estorian wine for everyone.
And the best whores.
Copy !req
660. I'll have an elderly...
venerable woman serve me.
Copy !req
661. It's so hard for me!
Copy !req
662. Write her so she can feel it.
Copy !req
663. Arata!
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664. Yes. A very strict officer! Very.
Copy !req
665. Very. A very strict officer!
Copy !req
666. Get out of here! Nobody comes here.
Copy !req
667. He's going to beat us.
Copy !req
668. Hey! He's a very, very strict officer!
Copy !req
669. It's cold.
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670. What are you thinking?
Copy !req
671. A dog with spurs!
I'll rip your balls off!
Copy !req
672. What's wrong with you?
Copy !req
673. Just a little. I'll puke!
Copy !req
674. Why didn't you come?
Copy !req
675. The Prince is nibbling on her tits.
Creepy.
Copy !req
676. Let me do it, eh?
And Rumata will purr...
Copy !req
677. What have you got?
Copy !req
678. Why did the flower wither
in the mysterious garden?
Copy !req
679. His wife ran away. Freak.
Copy !req
680. Why is my ass bleeding?
Second day in a row now!
Copy !req
681. A nobleman should be clean
and smell good!
Copy !req
682. I'll finish sleeping in the attic.
Copy !req
683. Mice, mice.
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684. Mice, mice.
Copy !req
685. and smell good.
Copy !req
686. Shit.
Copy !req
687. More shit.
Copy !req
688. I swear...
Copy !req
689. Well?
Copy !req
690. Don Rumata of Estor! You're
under arrest! Hand over your swords!
Copy !req
691. - Really?
- Yes.
Copy !req
692. What?
Copy !req
693. Don't fart.
Copy !req
694. Hey, your swords!
Copy !req
695. - Take whatever you want!
- Rumata can cut the double Soanian armor!
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696. - It's sharp!
- Give up your swords!
Copy !req
697. What's up, rednecks?
Copy !req
698. Give up your swords!
What's up, rednecks?
Copy !req
699. What's up, rednecks?
Copy !req
700. I recognize this one.
He stole a fur coat from me!
Copy !req
701. You give me the fur coat, and I'll
give you my swords. Deal?
Copy !req
702. - Who stole a fur coat?
- Soldiers! Spears!
Copy !req
703. There, in the chest! Like this!
Copy !req
704. Now, everyone look at
the tip of my nose!
Copy !req
705. Go fuck yourselves!
Copy !req
706. Hold it.
Copy !req
707. What now?
Copy !req
708. I said cut it!
Copy !req
709. The Lieutenant got caught in the net!
Copy !req
710. I'm a Lieutenant of the guards!
Let me go! I'll stab all of you!
Copy !req
711. I'm a Lieutenant of the guard.
You put me in a net?
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712. I'll stab all of you!
Where are the swords?
Copy !req
713. Careful, or this one will get out.
And then he'll start lashing at us.
Copy !req
714. You toothless jerk,
I'll cut your balls off!
Copy !req
715. You fat ass, come on,
drag me somewhere!
Copy !req
716. What, Don, you're not having fun?
Copy !req
717. Lieutenant, you haven't
peed yourself in vain.
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718. I'm a Lieutenant of the Royal Guard!
Copy !req
719. The net's accidental...
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720. Go for a drive, go for a drive...
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721. This way.
Copy !req
722. Here's Don Rumata.
Our old arch enemy.
Copy !req
723. It smells like shit.
Copy !req
724. The King's poisoner!
Hang him, what else?
Copy !req
725. You're an idiot, Kusis.
And a walking dead man!
Copy !req
726. That's an interesting idea.
Copy !req
727. That's it, gentlemen!
Copy !req
728. I'm Colonel Kusis!
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729. Good.
Copy !req
730. Get the stamp.
Copy !req
731. That's sap from Kusis!
Copy !req
732. Now that's really it, gentlemen!
Copy !req
733. The hat of sorrow.
Copy !req
734. You know what's bad?
Not that you're a Lieutenant.
Copy !req
735. - Don't!
- But that you're a grey.
Copy !req
736. But it doesn't hurt. It doesn't.
Copy !req
737. Don Rumata, what are you doing?
Copy !req
738. And what?
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739. Cloth.
Copy !req
740. Give me your hand.
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741. Soldiers.
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742. Tenth.
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743. That's enough.
Copy !req
744. - Noble Don Rumata...
- It stinks.
Copy !req
745. Noble Don Rumata...
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746. Maybe not a Don?
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747. My trophy.
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748. Maybe not noble?
Copy !req
749. Old man, you're out of our mind!
Copy !req
750. Straight from Irukan.
Copy !req
751. Who's that?
Copy !req
752. That's you! Actually, the last Rumata
of Estor died of a bad disease.
Copy !req
753. He was 85, and we've had
you for 20 years...
Copy !req
754. Wow.
He was 85, and we've had
you for 20 years...
Copy !req
755. - The grandson is a redhead!
- He's allowed.
Copy !req
756. OK. Right now.
Copy !req
757. That's mine too. All your papers.
Copy !req
758. Rumata, you're 105 years old.
Copy !req
759. - 105?
- He's 105!
Copy !req
760. Really? 40, and carry 5 over.
It doesn't add up.
Copy !req
761. Hey, knight, come here!
Copy !req
762. What?
Copy !req
763. What difference does it
make, plus or minus one legend?
Copy !req
764. Never! Not in the new state!
Copy !req
765. Never.
Copy !req
766. Why is there crap on the floor?
The cleaners need a flogging.
Copy !req
767. Damn.
And that duck...
Copy !req
768. Don Rumata,
the empire's best swordsman.
Copy !req
769. 186 duels and not a single dead body.
Only ears.
Copy !req
770. A total of 372 ears.
Copy !req
771. Hello!
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772. Hello!
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773. Ears really hurt,
you should believe me! Ouch.
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774. Right out of your ass.
Copy !req
775. Hey, come here.
Copy !req
776. If you swing the sword from the right,
the hair gets in the way, and then...
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777. Let me go. Why do you keep
doing that? That's horrible.
Copy !req
778. I know where you got
your combat technique.
Copy !req
779. Nobody can escape from you.
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780. You shouldn't, old man.
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781. Inhuman technique!
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782. You're a fool. Show me your ears.
Copy !req
783. You're scared.
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784. I'm not scared of anyone.
You're scared.
Copy !req
785. Help him.
Copy !req
786. Humble children of the Order landed last
night at the Arkanar port. 30,000 of them!
Copy !req
787. No more conceited greys.
Copy !req
788. Arata the Hunchback's men are
being hung by the tracts.
Copy !req
789. Let me introduce myself,
I'm the Vicar of the Order.
Copy !req
790. Combat Master of Lands Beyond the
Strait. Of the islands, etc. How's that?
Copy !req
791. Great.
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792. - What?
- The Master's boot.
Copy !req
793. You can't even imagine.
Copy !req
794. You are on the edge
of such a fiery abyss.
Copy !req
795. Look.
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796. Come on, that's a boot.
Copy !req
797. Does it stink?
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798. It's such a trifle matter.
You have to understand.
Copy !req
799. A man comes to you every night.
For 7 years now!
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800. It's a lie!
A man comes to you every night.
For 7 years now!
Copy !req
801. You even called for a witch doctor
to get rid of him, but it's impossible!
Copy !req
802. You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
803. You wrapped your head in a hide.
You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
804. But that's heresy!
You wrapped your head in a hide.
You'll grow horns if you keep lying.
Copy !req
805. When a man opens his eyes
and looks at you. Right?
Copy !req
806. - Bullcrap.
- Right?
Copy !req
807. So, when a man opens his eyes,
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808. he says...
Raise my eyelids.
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809. You can not hide!
he says...
Raise my eyelids.
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810. he says...
Raise my eyelids.
Copy !req
811. And you scream so loudly
that your old lady pees her pants.
Copy !req
812. Am I right? Come here.
Copy !req
813. Your old lady pees her pants.
Copy !req
814. That man with the eyes... that's me!
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815. That's me.
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816. Get out.
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817. A larger pan. Some rags.
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818. Boots. The spur's bent.
Copy !req
819. Maybe the abyss belched you out.
Maybe you're a God's son.
Copy !req
820. I'm having trouble too.
There's a mouse there.
Copy !req
821. - Go away.
- There's a mouse.
Copy !req
822. What?
Copy !req
823. - There too?
- Great.
Copy !req
824. I can't take it anymore.
My head will explode.
Copy !req
825. Ugh, go away!
Copy !req
826. I'm lapsing into heresy.
Copy !req
827. The mouse is wet and scared too.
Copy !req
828. I'm a broad-minded man. I could.
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829. Then why don't you?
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830. Then why don't you? But learn
to jump out of my way first.
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831. I said, get out of here. Leave me alone!
Copy !req
832. That's right.
Copy !req
833. Give it to me.
Copy !req
834. A nice, big enema, Don Reba.
Copy !req
835. Excuse me. The highest decoration
of the Order. For you.
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836. - This is for you.
- Good.
Copy !req
837. That's all I can do.
And take your Budakh.
Copy !req
838. You go, too.
Copy !req
839. Me too?
Copy !req
840. Sure.
Copy !req
841. Yes.
Copy !req
842. 3 pounds of crap!
Copy !req
843. Can you explain why you need these
miserable people, so that I can fall asleep?
Copy !req
844. They are useless and
bad for any state.
Copy !req
845. The bookworms?
Copy !req
846. You see, the fact that I'm talking to you
Copy !req
847. doesn't necessarily mean
we're having a conversation.
Copy !req
848. Why did you serve such rotten food?
Copy !req
849. Don, your stuff...
Copy !req
850. Good fish...
Copy !req
851. One of the flies...
Copy !req
852. It was an Order.
And humble were its children.
Copy !req
853. 200 or so years ago the Order owned
the Lands Beyond the Strait.
Copy !req
854. Luckily, a plague broke out,
sucking the Order dry.
Copy !req
855. It was now rotting away
in the south, over the mountains.
Copy !req
856. But then it recovered. And then
it got here, ruthless like Brazilian ants.
Copy !req
857. Rumata thought about sending
at least Muga there.
Copy !req
858. But never got around to it.
Copy !req
859. You have so much stuff.
Copy !req
860. Hey, hold this.
Only wipe your hands!
Copy !req
861. Naughty.
Copy !req
862. Have some milk, Don.
Copy !req
863. Gur, weren't you the smartest?
Copy !req
864. Sod off.
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865. Right.
Copy !req
866. No longer a wheel.
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867. What did you say?
Copy !req
868. Fuck off!
Copy !req
869. Are you insane?
Copy !req
870. Great.
Copy !req
871. Like autumn leaves.
Copy !req
872. Your autumn leaves clutter the scaffold.
Copy !req
873. Yes. Oh, boots... the leather is bent.
Copy !req
874. Eh, doesn't matter
if they get pecked out.
Copy !req
875. Rustling all the time. Wind.
Copy !req
876. Nice place. Do you want me
to hang the poet over here?
Copy !req
877. Don, I recognized you right away.
Copy !req
878. I've been branded by the monks.
Copy !req
879. I belong to you now.
Copy !req
880. Don't be mad, Don. Have a potato.
Copy !req
881. Haven't you heard how
many ears I've cut off?
Copy !req
882. - Yes, we have...
- That hurts.
Copy !req
883. Give me that little umbrella.
Copy !req
884. Ears, ears ... It's just ridiculous.
Copy !req
885. Here's a suitable ear.
Copy !req
886. You're a grown man, after all.
Copy !req
887. - I'll wipe my hands and give it back.
- Let me go. On the grass.
Copy !req
888. It's wrong. Don't do that.
Copy !req
889. Close it.
Copy !req
890. He's been chained like this
since he was 3.
Copy !req
891. Why? Why?
Copy !req
892. If you let him go, he'll die.
Copy !req
893. See?
Copy !req
894. I'll...
Copy !req
895. Stop! I said, stop!
Copy !req
896. Churchly youngsters.
Copy !req
897. What about the bags?
Copy !req
898. - Don't you need your fingers?
Wanna chop them? - Hang him.
Copy !req
899. Say that you fell. Don't say you
were born with your lip like that.
Copy !req
900. You fell. Remember that.
Copy !req
901. Take this.
Copy !req
902. Don't hide anything.
Blame the redheads.
Copy !req
903. Don't argue with anyone.
Listen to me!
Copy !req
904. You think you're the only one.
Copy !req
905. Learn this!
Copy !req
906. A scholar is not an enemy.
The enemy is a scholar in doubt.
Copy !req
907. Don't!
Copy !req
908. Learn this!
Copy !req
909. In the name of the Order!
Copy !req
910. In its name!
Copy !req
911. You'll kill him, Don.
Copy !req
912. In the name of the Order.
Copy !req
913. In its name.
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914. What?
Copy !req
915. That's all.
Copy !req
916. Come here, bastards.
We allow you to go inside as guests.
Copy !req
917. Gee up!
Copy !req
918. You said...
Copy !req
919. We're killing whores.
Copy !req
920. She spreads her legs, and
this thing is on a spring.
Copy !req
921. Rips them to pieces!
Copy !req
922. The girl didn't even cough.
Copy !req
923. The Order!
Copy !req
924. Flowed out a lot from her...
Copy !req
925. With spurs.
Copy !req
926. Noble Don!
Copy !req
927. Where did you get your hands..?
On this thing!
Copy !req
928. It rips...
Copy !req
929. What joy for everyone.
Wipe off my temple.
Copy !req
930. - What?
- What?
Copy !req
931. - What?
- Fuck off.
Copy !req
932. A thought entered his head
and settled there for good.
Copy !req
933. Don Reba must be killed!
Copy !req
934. Just kill him and not
think about the consequences.
Copy !req
935. What's going on here?
Copy !req
936. We're being flogged here, Rumata!
Copy !req
937. Where's your sword?
Did you hand it in, noble Don?
Copy !req
938. I see.
Copy !req
939. I have this shrub. It's in blossom,
so beautiful! It's a sign!
Copy !req
940. When I was little, Don Reba used to give
me ripe rides on a shovel, in the winter.
Copy !req
941. See how much more freely one can
breathe in the new, free Arkanar.
Copy !req
942. And wine's cheaper now, too!
Copy !req
943. Leave me alone!
Copy !req
944. - Come on, chew.
- They put salt on the flogging rods.
Copy !req
945. So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
946. Why? What's the salt for?
So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
947. So are you breathing freely
in the new, free Arkanar?
Copy !req
948. - Here.
- I lost the tablet.
Copy !req
949. Here. Stick it up your ass.
Your ass, not this one!
Copy !req
950. Try to make sure the
hangman sees it.
Copy !req
951. - Okay, okay, I said!
- Until the day I die, Rumata.
Copy !req
952. Take off your hat.
Copy !req
953. The Keu barons have always
had privileges!
Copy !req
954. The Order accepts no privileges.
Copy !req
955. 7 heavy rod whips!
Copy !req
956. - Why heavy ones?
- For thoughts without enthusiasm.
Copy !req
957. Give me Budakh.
Copy !req
958. I'll do it. Here's your doctor.
Copy !req
959. Attaboy. You remember
about the ears, right?
Copy !req
960. Yeah. Berry.
Copy !req
961. Leave it to me.
They'll steal everything.
Copy !req
962. It is not necessary at all.
Copy !req
963. The Dons have funny asses.
Like toads!
Copy !req
964. Like your face!
Copy !req
965. It has be like this, yes.
Copy !req
966. - Don, I'll pay for the balls.
- Go to hell!
Copy !req
967. Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
968. So good that I found you...
Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
969. Baron, but it's me who found you!
Why are you so...
Copy !req
970. Doubled up.
Copy !req
971. A courtier must be clean
and fragrant. Right?
Copy !req
972. What's wrong, Baron?
Copy !req
973. My nose has burst.
Copy !req
974. I'm so glad I found you.
Copy !req
975. When you were arrested, I ran here.
Copy !req
976. There were 1,000 blacks here.
I beat them until...
Copy !req
977. Oh my God...
Copy !req
978. Then they threw a cow on me.
From the bridge.
Copy !req
979. - Watch your leg, Baron.
- Wait, I'll press on the door...
Copy !req
980. How their crummy skulls will crack
under our baronial swords!
Copy !req
981. Attack, Barons!
Copy !req
982. Here's Budakh, not Rudakh.
Alive and well. Eating for the road.
Copy !req
983. He looks fine and his teeth are intact.
Copy !req
984. Are you Budakh from Irukan?
Copy !req
985. Baron, this is Budakh.
Copy !req
986. - It was me who turned him in.
- Why?
Copy !req
987. Baron.
Copy !req
988. Firstly, because he has a dog's name.
Copy !req
989. - Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
990. I did something wrong.
- Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
991. - Secondly... wait.
- Secondly what, Baron?
Copy !req
992. I made all of this, every little piece,
with my own two hands.
Copy !req
993. 20 years. My whole life.
Copy !req
994. Now I come here to eat.
Copy !req
995. To hell with you!
Copy !req
996. Baron, I need a nail file...
Copy !req
997. The stuff is right there, on the left.
Copy !req
998. Go be a soldier, son.
Copy !req
999. Don't you dare look...
Copy !req
1000. Baron or noble Don who
let them flog himself...
Copy !req
1001. Baron, the stuff!
Copy !req
1002. - Celestial fire.
- Do not fart, you...
Copy !req
1003. Smelly bastard.
Copy !req
1004. Little by little...
Copy !req
1005. My noble friend, are my legs
really skinny and white now?
Copy !req
1006. Nice, nice legs.
Copy !req
1007. Why are you sniffing me?
Copy !req
1008. - Got lost in thought.
- And here I am.
Copy !req
1009. And the forehead is wonderful.
Copy !req
1010. Do you know what kind of Baron I am?
And you're just a wise guy.
Copy !req
1011. He'll teach me to read.
Then I'll be wise, too.
Copy !req
1012. But you'll never become a Baron.
Copy !req
1013. If you catch a cold, I'll get in trouble.
Copy !req
1014. Forgive me, Bow-wow.
Copy !req
1015. My friend, give him money.
A lot of it.
Copy !req
1016. - My ribs haven't healed yet.
- I'll be gentle...
Copy !req
1017. They'll close the gates, then
we're dead. We'll have to go back.
Copy !req
1018. They'll open it right back.
They'll close the gates, then
we're dead. We'll have to go back.
Copy !req
1019. I beg you... Don't... Baron...
Copy !req
1020. What if you catch a cold?
Copy !req
1021. Introduce me to this Lieutenant
who is so worried about my health.
Copy !req
1022. Got it? Now go.
Copy !req
1023. Such a turkey.
Copy !req
1024. Buy an eye. It reflects light.
Copy !req
1025. - I got a knife as a gift.
- A knife as a gift, you say?
Copy !req
1026. By the way, I saw your Baga recently.
Copy !req
1027. Where are the asshole archers?
Eating turnip?
Copy !req
1028. Freeze!
Copy !req
1029. They'll all be whipped.
Copy !req
1030. Such fun again.
The sword, my friend!
Copy !req
1031. Where are the archers?
Copy !req
1032. Hey, Baron... you won't
learn to read now.
Copy !req
1033. I can't teach you, bow-wow.
How can I do it? No way now.
Copy !req
1034. Baron Pampa del Bao-no of Arkanar
wasn't tried by the Big Royal Court.
Copy !req
1035. Neither was he killed by the poison of the
mountain bee or executed on the square.
Copy !req
1036. He was just pierced with a dozen of
arrows and thrown on a pile of trash.
Copy !req
1037. Rotten turnips and sour cinnamon
were dumped on top of him.
Copy !req
1038. At night, paupers will rip everything
off his huge, strong white body.
Copy !req
1039. - Let me go!
- He's pulling the rope on purpose.
Copy !req
1040. Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1041. Let me go!
Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1042. Where did we stop, Budakh?
It's impossible to talk like this.
Copy !req
1043. I asked questions, you didn't answer.
I asked you,
Copy !req
1044. what would you do if you were a God?
Copy !req
1045. I wouldn't have any problems urinating.
Copy !req
1046. Damn it, they won't let us talk.
I wouldn't have any problems urinating.
Copy !req
1047. Damn it, they won't let us talk.
But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1048. But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1049. Pee as long as you need,
and then we'll talk.
But that's heresy... More, more.
Copy !req
1050. Pee as long as you need,
and then we'll talk.
Copy !req
1051. I can't.
Copy !req
1052. The main thing - is not
to think about it. Relax.
Copy !req
1053. You have to beat him on the ass.
Copy !req
1054. And if you could give advice
to a God? If he asked for it?
Copy !req
1055. He peed on the rope.
Copy !req
1056. That wouldn't be heresy, would it?
Copy !req
1057. I'd say, "Creator..."
Copy !req
1058. Why pee on my boots?
Copy !req
1059. You've come, and we're leaving.
Copy !req
1060. Someone killed two slaves
over there. It wasn't us.
Copy !req
1061. We're officers of the Order.
Copy !req
1062. We're off to sleep.
Copy !req
1063. Got it, wise guy?
Copy !req
1064. He goes on peeing.
Copy !req
1065. Come on.
Copy !req
1066. I'd say... "Creator! Give people
everything that separates them."
Copy !req
1067. How much longer?
No, that wouldn't do them any good.
I'd say... "Creator! Give people
everything that separates them."
Copy !req
1068. Finally. Thank God.
That wouldn't do them any good.
Copy !req
1069. Because the strong will take
everything from the weak.
Copy !req
1070. Why are you giving me an empty flask?
Copy !req
1071. I'd say, "Punish the cruel, so that
the strong restrain from being cruel."
Copy !req
1072. As soon as the strong and cruel
are punished,
Copy !req
1073. the stronger ones of the weak
will take their place.
Copy !req
1074. You know that yourself...
You're a fool, Budakh.
Copy !req
1075. Get out of here.
I don't need you.
Copy !req
1076. Why are you yelling at me?
Copy !req
1077. Get out of here!
Copy !req
1078. One splash...
Copy !req
1079. One splash and
your face is gone.
Copy !req
1080. I'd say, "Creator, if you exist,
blow us away. Like dust or puss.
Copy !req
1081. Or leave us rot like we are.
Destroy all of us.
Copy !req
1082. - Everyone."
- Here.
Copy !req
1083. It's easy to destroy.
Copy !req
1084. The lice-ridden, the sick,
and even the children.
Copy !req
1085. My heart is full of pity.
Copy !req
1086. I can't do that.
Copy !req
1087. Well...
Copy !req
1088. Let's go home.
Copy !req
1089. Rain showers...
Copy !req
1090. There were a lot of greys.
Uno was wearing your shirt.
Copy !req
1091. It was too loose on him.
He was shooting from the stairs.
Copy !req
1092. The greys put a noose around
his neck and strangled him.
Copy !req
1093. And then the blacks came and
started killing the greys.
Copy !req
1094. One black gave me this.
See? Don't touch it.
Copy !req
1095. Why?
One black gave me this.
See? Don't touch it.
Copy !req
1096. Don't touch.
They gave me this sign.
Copy !req
1097. Told me to come to the
Tower of Joy tomorrow.
Copy !req
1098. - Why did you take it?
- Look what they gave me.
Copy !req
1099. They told me to come tomorrow.
Copy !req
1100. Give it to me.
Don't touch it, give it back!
Copy !req
1101. He was sitting there.
All the cucumbers are now in shit.
Copy !req
1102. He got in the barrel with pickles!
Copy !req
1103. It smells...
Copy !req
1104. I had a mare, and now
all I have is this collar.
Copy !req
1105. Throw it out.
Copy !req
1106. Everyone, get out.
I'm going to wash my ass.
Copy !req
1107. Let him lie over there.
Copy !req
1108. All this anguish...
Copy !req
1109. I thought you were hanged by the neck.
Copy !req
1110. How could I have come if I had been?
Copy !req
1111. Indeed. How have you come,
Arata, if you were hanged?
Copy !req
1112. Arata The Hunchback!
Copy !req
1113. My back. Goran likes cripples.
Copy !req
1114. - You're a cripple!
- He sees everything.
Copy !req
1115. First my guys trusted this virgin.
Copy !req
1116. Old whore...
Copy !req
1117. Don. The Don of peasants!
Copy !req
1118. Higher!
Copy !req
1119. - You don't know how to make sausage.
- I thought he was bigger.
Copy !req
1120. Then they trusted the monks.
Copy !req
1121. Those are now hanging them
by the balls on the same trees.
Copy !req
1122. I almost forgot you're a God!
Copy !req
1123. That's too bad.
Copy !req
1124. Your water is cold...
Copy !req
1125. Boil some water!
Copy !req
1126. Once I was being hanged
on an old galley.
Copy !req
1127. I caught the chicken.
Once I was being hanged
on an old galley.
Copy !req
1128. I jumped off just in time.
Copy !req
1129. There was a captain.
Copy !req
1130. Very courteous.
Copy !req
1131. Come here, angel!
Copy !req
1132. Don't stare.
Copy !req
1133. Come on.
Copy !req
1134. One's too much for you.
Copy !req
1135. I knew a while back that the God died!
Copy !req
1136. Did he really?
Copy !req
1137. He used to pull this load like a horse.
Copy !req
1138. Then he got snotty and died.
Copy !req
1139. There's no other way!
Copy !req
1140. There's no other way.
Copy !req
1141. It's hard for a God.
Copy !req
1142. I saw you getting snotty today.
Copy !req
1143. - You...
- These are wasps.
Copy !req
1144. Wasps...
Copy !req
1145. It's a joke.
Copy !req
1146. I have bad news for you.
Copy !req
1147. Today you'll give us your fiery
chariot and these shirts.
Copy !req
1148. And in the morning you'll lead us!
Copy !req
1149. - Or else?
- Or else what?
Copy !req
1150. Or else...
Copy !req
1151. you have a soft white
belly and a bellybutton.
Copy !req
1152. If you poke it,
there'll be a wind.
Copy !req
1153. Burst.
Copy !req
1154. My belly button.
Copy !req
1155. Come on.
Copy !req
1156. - I'm afraid it won't be easy.
- It will. Very easy.
Copy !req
1157. That was a bird.
Copy !req
1158. That's an omen. For money.
Copy !req
1159. You'll fly to your Daddy.
Copy !req
1160. Everyone will one day.
You'll fly to your Daddy.
Copy !req
1161. Like birds.
Copy !req
1162. Get out of here.
Copy !req
1163. Will we have enough water?
Somebody, hold my wallet. Arata!
Copy !req
1164. That's the way it is, cow.
Copy !req
1165. Leave the ring.
Copy !req
1166. Give it to me.
Copy !req
1167. No, not this.
Copy !req
1168. I wouldn't kill you.
Copy !req
1169. Really?
Copy !req
1170. You don't know that yourself.
Copy !req
1171. You're so dressed up.
Copy !req
1172. - How was the trip here?
- Fine.
Copy !req
1173. I'm not going to get you the throne.
That's the truth.
Copy !req
1174. That was right.
Copy !req
1175. That was right.
Copy !req
1176. I'd burn this gold and black vermin
as far as 12 generations back.
Copy !req
1177. That, you're good at!
Copy !req
1178. That, you're good at.
Copy !req
1179. And you'd give the land to your men.
Right?
Copy !req
1180. Yeah.
Copy !req
1181. Who's there?
Copy !req
1182. A wise guy.
I know him well. He's a fool.
Copy !req
1183. Pour some more water.
Copy !req
1184. It happens.
Copy !req
1185. Pour the water!
Copy !req
1186. A man's skin is made up of tiny holes,
which he also uses to breathe.
Copy !req
1187. If you cover a man with tar...
that'll be it.
Copy !req
1188. That's for you.
Copy !req
1189. That's it?
Copy !req
1190. Good boy, Arata. Without it, they
won't let you out of the city.
Copy !req
1191. Tell me...
Copy !req
1192. Tell me, Arata. So you have
given the land to your men.
Copy !req
1193. Who needs land without slaves?
Copy !req
1194. Tell me, who needs land without slaves?
Copy !req
1195. There'll be new slaves. New scaffolds.
Copy !req
1196. New golds. New blacks.
Copy !req
1197. Everything will start again.
Copy !req
1198. And a new Arata. And a God
won't be able to do anything.
Copy !req
1199. That's sad.
Copy !req
1200. I'd never allow that, you louse.
Copy !req
1201. Sure. Quiet now. Quiet.
Copy !req
1202. You wouldn't be able to do anything.
Copy !req
1203. You'd allow it, like everyone
else has and always will.
Copy !req
1204. For thousands of years.
Copy !req
1205. What do we do then?
Copy !req
1206. The same as always.
Copy !req
1207. The same as always...
Copy !req
1208. One, two...
Copy !req
1209. You're a redheaded bastard.
Copy !req
1210. Muga,
Copy !req
1211. introduce him to your tobacconist!
Copy !req
1212. They'll be good friends!
Copy !req
1213. Chase him with sticks
through the barnyard.
Copy !req
1214. Hey Don!
Copy !req
1215. Alright then. So what happens to me?
Copy !req
1216. You'll remain in songs.
Copy !req
1217. That's it?
Copy !req
1218. It's not really that
little, believe me.
Copy !req
1219. A goose! Come here!
Copy !req
1220. Master, the blacks are asking
for the girl with the sign.
Copy !req
1221. I knew it. That's it!
Copy !req
1222. Let's cut some ears!
Copy !req
1223. Stop shaking. Let me eat.
Copy !req
1224. My arm hurts.
Copy !req
1225. Want some?
Copy !req
1226. Fuck off, old man!
Copy !req
1227. You'll go with me. You'll confirm there's
a boy in my belly. Goran's grandson.
Copy !req
1228. Seriously? Already?
Copy !req
1229. I won't go without my pants.
My pants are wet now.
Copy !req
1230. You will.
I won't go without my pants.
My pants are wet now.
Copy !req
1231. Eighteen generations of noble ancestors.
Royal blood and no pants!
Copy !req
1232. I won't go without them. Give me dry pants
and I'll go to war. I want silver pants.
Copy !req
1233. I don't want to be covered
with fat and burned.
I won't go without them. Give me dry pants
and I'll go to war. I want silver pants.
Copy !req
1234. I don't want to be covered
with fat and burned.
Copy !req
1235. Like a chicken.
Copy !req
1236. Don't go if you don't want to.
Ferret!
Copy !req
1237. Fine.
Copy !req
1238. I'll chase them into the gulf.
Up to their asses. I promise.
Copy !req
1239. I'm sorry you didn't know Baron Pampa.
Copy !req
1240. Forget it! Forget it, I said.
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1241. You could at least clean the house!
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1242. - Have you found any?
- No.
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1243. Yes, these.
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1244. You fool!
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1245. The turtle was eating mice in the pants.
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1246. I found some. And the turtle, too.
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1247. - Laces.
- What? Laces?
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1248. You said something about laces?
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1249. Have you brought my swords, silly girl?
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1250. Blood is sticky.
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1251. Okay. There.
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1252. God, if you exist, stop me.
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1253. Run... God decided to start killing.
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1254. Let him give us his swords and that's all!
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1255. Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
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1256. Go away!
Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
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1257. Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
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1258. Goran! I'm the God!
Where? Where are you going?
He's leaving!
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1259. Stop! No, not Arima!
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1260. There he is. See, he eats monkeys.
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1261. Arima.
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1262. My name is Arima.
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1263. My name is Arima!
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1264. That's not a problem.
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1265. - Well, well...
- Silver bones...
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1266. It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1267. They'll all be punished.
It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1268. It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1269. These people are like kids.
It wasn't me who brought all of them.
Some strange monk did.
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1270. These people are like kids.
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1271. He was standing there, calling.
These people are like kids.
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1272. These people are like kids.
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1273. I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1274. like kids...
I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1275. I saw him. He had a wall-eye.
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1276. A crippled hunchback monk.
He brought all these fools!
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1277. Start looking, or I'll flog you to death!
A crippled hunchback monk.
He brought all these fools!
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1278. Start looking, or I'll flog you to death!
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1279. I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1280. It's a mistake.
I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1281. I'm the Eye of the Order. That's my job.
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1282. It's a mistake. It was
some strange monk.
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1283. Is this blood or what?
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1284. It stinks.
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1285. What?
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1286. The Creator gave us pain.
I went to university too.
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1287. Arima...
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1288. I'm the Eye of the Order.
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1289. My hands are slippery.
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1290. Slippery...
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1291. I'll kill everyone here.
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1292. And you too, student!
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1293. There.
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1294. Heresy!
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1295. - Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1296. Remove it!
- Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1297. - Heresy!
- Get out of here!
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1298. - Quiet! What are you looking at?
- Heresy!
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1299. - Out of my way, rot!
- What?
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1300. I didn't take anything!
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1301. The hat of sorrow!
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1302. No one steals from the Order.
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1303. Everyone.
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1304. God, stop me. It's as if it's wasn't me.
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1305. Not everyone's destined. I can't either.
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1306. I feel nauseous. It's just... why?
Here's a gift for you.
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1307. It's from the court martial.
Summons to the office.
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1308. The Tower of Joy. Not funny.
He's here too.
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1309. Already? What did I do?
I never left the house.
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1310. Get out!
Already? What did I do?
I never left the house.
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1311. That's death. And that's life.
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1312. Life. And life again.
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1313. Here. Your destiny. Kiun from Tin Street.
Defamation of the Order.
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1314. That's serious. Nothing
good about you either.
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1315. And we... hah.
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1316. You can pardon all these ones, Don.
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1317. We'll fuck you like a woman.
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1318. Why don't you give me, the stupid Don,
200 more street luvvies.
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1319. You'll find someone else instead.
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1320. It makes no difference to you who to burn.
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1321. Isn't that right, student?
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1322. Master!
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1323. Stop.
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1324. Put the boards down.
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1325. Water, anyone?
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1326. Up!
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1327. - Ribs!
- I'm lower than everyone.
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1328. Another chain.
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1329. Henroost.
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1330. Rock him so that the shit drips off.
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1331. Student.
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1332. An impotent and inept one
will give up without knowing
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1333. where the monster's heart is,
and if the monster even has one.
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1334. Don, I think I've gone blind!
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1335. It's an officer.
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1336. It squelches.
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1337. It has always been like this here.
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1338. Ugh! You're so...
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1339. - Let me go! I'll stab you!
- Yeah.
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1340. It's slippery.
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1341. Hello then.
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1342. What might be... nothing might be.
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1343. You'll pee your pants!
What might be... nothing might be.
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1344. What might be... nothing might be.
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1345. I'll show you something. With a wall-eye.
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1346. Again! Didn't I...
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1347. You'll pee your pants!
Again! Didn't I...
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1348. Okay, nevermind.
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1349. An egg.
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1350. Shush. Flies.
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1351. Look.
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1352. This is Arata the Hunchback.
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1353. So, wall-eyed man... You rotten?
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1354. Why didn't
you spare the young girl?
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1355. - You bastard.
- That's bovine...
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1356. The arrow is marked!
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1357. - You idiot! It's a boar.
- This is bovine...
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1358. - It's a boar!
- This is bovine...
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1359. It's a boar.
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1360. I'll tear it off! It's a boar.
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1361. - Get out!
- Shut up!
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1362. Leave him, he's suffered enough.
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1363. It was Arata who killed the girl!
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1364. The mark on the arrow is the same.
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1365. He wanted to draw Rumata
out against the blacks.
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1366. But instead drew him against himself.
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1367. One more egg.
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1368. I challenge you!
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1369. Witch.
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1370. It squelches.
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1371. The coins, Condor!
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1372. I saw it first!
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1373. Condor, there's something shiny over there.
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1374. Where?
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1375. I'm not flying to the Earth with you!
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1376. No, nothing.
I'm not flying to the Earth with you!
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1377. I'm not flying to the Earth!
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1378. That's stupid, Pashka. You'll be
sorry if you go behind my back.
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1379. Fine.
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1380. See what I learned here?
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1381. If you say no - then no.
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1382. Actually, you know what...
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1383. Well, you old ass?
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1384. This is not my work, it's yours.
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1385. You fucking theorist.
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1386. You're a pice of shit!
You fucking theorist.
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1387. You fucking theorist.
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1388. - You're a pice of shit!
- What are you doing here?
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1389. The shit of the Siou bird.
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1390. You're all set for life
in a nuthouse on the Earth.
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1391. Or maybe in jail.
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1392. And you are a thief.
Or maybe in jail.
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1393. Or maybe you
even have a brain tumor.
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1394. And you are a thief.
Or maybe you
even have a brain tumor.
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1395. The shit of the Siou bird!
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1396. The shit of the Siou bird!
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1397. Remember!
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1398. You'll go to the nuthouse!
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1399. There are snakes there!
You'll go to the nuthouse!
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1400. Here, take this.
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1401. He's a thief, and you
keep throwing gloves.
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1402. Pashka, we're dueling.
It has come to this!
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1403. A God can get tired, too.
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1404. You fucking practician.
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1405. Get out of here. I'm sleepy.
Get out.
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1406. Well, well...
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1407. They say...
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1408. You write books,
but you have no thoughts.
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1409. Here's one for you.
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1410. Where greys triumph... there's always...
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1411. Wait.
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1412. Where greys triumph, blacks
inevitably come eventually.
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1413. There's no other way.
Remember. Now leave.
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1414. Leave now.
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1415. Hey, if you write about me,
and you'll probably have to...
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1416. Write that it's...
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1417. hard to be a God!
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1418. I'm going to get some sleep.
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1419. God, spit on me, so that
I'm never sick.
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1420. I won't be sick. Spit on me!
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1421. Spit in my hand, too.
I'll take it to my brother.
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1422. Let me go, you freak!
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1423. Don't you dare call him a God!
Let me go, you freak!
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1424. Don't you dare call him a God!
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1425. Shoo! We'll be punished!
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1426. Come on, a kid won't speak in vain.
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1427. He's not looking at me.
Why won't you look at me?
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1428. Shut up.
He's not looking at me.
Why won't you look at me?
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1429. Shut up.
Come on, look at me!
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1430. Come on, look at me!
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1431. Stop hovering. These
university guys.
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1432. They kept running around
the tower, screaming.
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1433. The fat one didn't want to fly.
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1434. Stronger than beer.
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1435. Don Leonardo and Don Fatso.
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1436. They killed each other. Here.
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1437. Why?
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1438. You bastards!
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1439. It's Don Leonardo.
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1440. They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1441. So what?
They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1442. They drank away the round
glass and the boards.
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1443. - So what?
- Nothing.
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1444. Muga, what does your
tobacconist say? Where is he?
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1445. He left his house and
never came back. It happens.
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1446. Will you find him? I told
you to take the tights off.
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1447. Why don't you take them off?
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1448. I'll take them off right now.
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1449. The fact is that... painfully...
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1450. You're fucking nuts!
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1451. Once I also left my house,
like him, and never came back.
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1452. What?
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1453. Out of the way, noble Don!
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1454. Out of the way, noble Don!
Or the wheel will get on your boot.
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1455. Hey, you forgot the chair, fools!
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1456. Do you like the music?
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1457. I don't know...
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1458. It makes my tummy hurt. Yes.
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1459. A special thanks for assistance
in creating this film goes to
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1460. Aleksei Kudrin
Mikhail Prokhorov
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1461. The film features the poem
"Hamlet" by Boris Pasternak
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