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Male 1: This is ridiculous. Stupid rats, plague, elixir -- bunch of crap. Someone help me out!
Male 2: [Inaudible 00:00:45] Help! Get around him!
Male 3: Word is he's like a phantom -- an army of shadows in [inaudible 00:01:15].
Male 4: That guy Daud? Ain't he just a boss? Like Slackjaw?
Male 3: No. This is one odd bird. Consorts with crazies, does rituals and the like, bone charms and such.
Male 4: You sound crazy.
Male 3: Damn right, I am. [Inaudible 00:01:31] touched by the Outsiders. [inaudible 00:01:35]
Male 5: Bat shit. You got lucky.
Male 6: When you're this handsome, you don't need luck.
Male 5: Face like a hag fish.
Male 6: Hey! Don't be sour.
Male 5: Say, when's Slackjaw coming down?
Male 6: Not till the next batch of elixirs [inaudible 00:02:32]. He'll want to check on things.
Male 5: Then you better get all your shit together, huh?
Male 6: Everything's fine. I run the still like I run a game of Nancy.
Male 5: Yeah.
Male 7: Not [inaudible 00:02:48]. Little bastard. You picked up anything good?
Female: There is a strong drink made here. I tried it once. Distilled from River Krusts, by the taste of it.
Male 8: Come on! Let's get the little guy!
Male 9: Rat!
Male 10: Got anything to smoke or eat?
Male 11: Shut up!
Male 12: So we goes, not to the Abbey or the office of the High Overseer, but one of the other places, where they train the Overseers to be real [inaudible 00:06:03]. He just wants you to know where his brother was going. [Inaudible 00:06:11].
Male 13: [Inaudible 00:06:14]
Male 12: Yeah. [Inaudible 00:06:18] Yeah, So he goes from room to room, kids sleeping, an Overseer giving a lecture to the kids. A couple guys training with those hounds.
Male 14: Stuff you'd expect.
Male 12: Then it gets weird. Some kind of machinery. Then a woman laughing, just laughing, and laughing. Then music, a kind of plinky plonky sound, that's what spooked him.
Male 15: Are you sure he wasn't drunk?
Male 12: He says he still hears it at night. He never did find his brother.
Male 16: Ha ha! That's a knee slapper, that one.
Male 17: Okay. I got one for you.
Male 16: Well, give it.
Male 17: Okay. A nobleman laid with a skullery maid, so loudly they made quite a riot, the nobleman's wife took a butchering knife and carved herself some peace and quiet.
Male 16: Oh, I get it. Though I've done kind of both, right?
Male 17: Yeah, that's the gist. Now it's your turn.
Male 16: Oh, right. Let me think. Okay, I got one. Ready? Listen. There once was a sailor from Orly, who fancied a woman most sorely. He gave her his cash, and she gave him a rash, and that's all, there isn't no morely.
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