Man 1: I'm sick of this place. I really am.
Man 2: Eight hours of this filth. Apistefto.
Man 1: The Grand Master has his reasons. I only wish I knew what they were.
Man 3: Petros! Make sure we have enough torches for the excavation. I am tired of stumbling around in the dark.
Man 4: Where is he?
Man 5: Search every shadow!
Man 6: There is someone down here with us! Keep your eyes open and your hands steady.