Penitus Oculatus Agent 1: Which one was the rat?
Penitus Oculatus Agent 2: Dunno. One of these corpses. Does it matter?
Penitus Oculatus Agent 1: Suppose not. But what's taking the others so long? The sooner we get out of here, the better. Smoke's getting bad. This place'll be raging soon. Is someone there? Ugh.
Penitus Oculatus Agent 2: Ha! Found you! Nuh...
Penitus Oculatus Agent 3: Gah!
Penitus Oculatus Agent 4: Gods, no! Ugh...
Penitus Oculatus Agent 5: Time to end this little game! Gah!
Nazir: If I am to die today, so be it. But you'll not soon forget the Dark Brotherhood.
That's the end of that. So you are alive. I was starting to wonder. Considering most of us are now dead, I assumed as much.
And before you ask, no, I don't think it was you. Well, maybe I did, but you saving my sorry hide just now sort of erased any doubts. So thanks.
You've got that right. Only a matter of time before we're roasted alive. Come on!
Night Mother: Listener. I am your only salvation. Come. Embrace me.
Nazir: Damn it, there's got to be a way out of here!
Night Mother: Sleep.
Babette: Hurry, Nazir! I'm telling you, he's in there.
Nazir: I'm going as fast as I can, you stupid she-devil. I don't see you helping.
Babette: I'm not exactly built for manual labor. Now come on, you've almost got it.
Nazir: One more pull. Yeah! There.
Babette: Can you get it open?
Nazir: I think so. Just hold on a moment.
Night Mother: You must speak with Astrid. Here, in the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary.
Nazir: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. It's all right. You've been through a lot. Maybe you should just sit down for a bit.
Oh! Well in that case, lead on. I'm right behind you.
Astrid: Alive... You're alive. Thank, Sithis.
Ssshhh... Please. There is much I have to say. And not much time. I'm sorry. So very sorry. The Penitus Oculatus, Maro, he said that by giving you to them, he would leave the Dark Brotherhood alone. Forever. By Sithis, I was such a fool. All of this, it's all my fault. You are the best of us, and I nearly killed you as I've killed everyone else.
No! Don't pity me. I deserve whatever fate the Dread Lord has in store. I betrayed you, and now Maro has betrayed me. Fitting... I just wanted things to stay the way they were. Before Cicero, before the Night Mother. Before you. I thought I could save us. I was wrong.
But you are alive. So there's still a chance. A chance to start over, rebuild. That's why I did this. Don't you see? I prayed for the Night Mother! I am the Black Sacrament.
I'm saying you were right. The Night Mother was right. The old ways, they guided the Dark Brotherhood for centuries. I was a fool to oppose them. And to prove my sincerity, I have prayed for a contract. You lead this family now. I give you the Blade of Woe, so that you can see it through.
You must kill me. Do it Listener. Kill me.