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Well, that's the last of the open water.

You're not big and unwran, that thing.

Well, back in it on purpose so you wouldn't mistake me for a deer.

Not that you're likely to hit me or anything else.

Oh, what particular do you need?

I'm not gonna flee off of hounds here at 50 yards.

And if you're gonna wear that, you can just hunt along.

It suits me.

Meet you back here at sundown.

Hey, Josh.

What'd you find?

I don't know.

Tim Boyd.

You must be the artist.

Not he, she.

Tim Boyd, that stands for Millie Boyd.

Did you know him?

Yeah, and we're back in Virginia.

Kind of a gal that had a whole lot of brains and not too much sense.

She and her husband were gonna make a book about the American wilderness

in salad and England.

He's gonna do the right and she's gonna do the painting.

It looks like they made it to the wilderness, all right?

Where would she see a thing like this?

No, no, no.

Let's look for another one.

That looks like an Indian mass.

Doesn't look like any Indians in these parts.

Million Sam, right here in these woods.

Not necessarily, Josh.

Could have drifted down the river a long way's last spring during the high waters.

Traveled a long way before it snagged up here.

And you never know which one of these feeders dreams came in on.

Then you might if I keep these.

And I reckon since you know the artist you're entitled.

Well, I reckon they'll scare me up at there.

You wear that you're gonna scare them.

Well, this will attract them.

I may hang it on the bush to decoy.

Good hunting.

The old man to the heel of his raw high chew.

The ripenest, rawr and the spindest man.

The rapture ever knew.

The annual book was a man.

Yes, a big man.

And he fought for America to make all Americans free.

What a fool to do is what is made the world a tear.

The world is a man.

This is the first time I've got you.

This time for sure.

Oh, beauty, a beauty.

Forgive me, sir, for seeming to ignore your presence.

But it's not every day one takes a duropservusic law, is it?

magnificent, isn't it?

A duropso.

What?

A duropservusic law.

More commonly known as the Hydrangea Sphinx,

one of the Hockmoth family rare and beautiful species.

I've been hunting once in spring.

Well, what are you gonna do with it?

Do with it, do with it?

Oh, I'm gonna put it to death, painlessly, of course.

And then I'm going to mount it in some suitable manner.

Well, I can enjoy its gorgeous color and beautiful symmetry for years.

But I must ask your forgiveness again.

I am, sir, Hubert Winthrop Spencer, philosopher, linguist and man of science.

F.B.R.S., F.F.R.S., and a fellow of many other royal societies,

which is to no point now, since I haven't attended a meeting,

a contributed paper for years.

And you, sir?

I'm Josh Clemens.

I'm a hunter. It's what I do for a living.

A hunter?

I, too, am I hunter?

You see, we have things in common.

Do you hunt for that doctor or are you more interested in the Beatles?

Well, this time of the year, it's mainly dear.

Dear.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

A woman and man was as a family of Saveday.

And you're also interested in that work of art over there, eh?

If that's what you call it, I mean, I know the Indians do some fainting around on rocks,

but I never saw nothing that fancy.

And the way it looks, it's been around here, Spel, too.

Two hundred and fifty-five years to be precise?

No, that is not precise.

Two hundred and fifty-five years, four months and three days.

Now that is precise.

How long have you been in these parts?

Oh, several years, captive to its golden charms.

Maybe you met a couple of us two here a few months back, Sam and Millie Boyd.

Well, I couldn't very well have met them unless they did come through.

But what makes you think they did?

This.

Well, now the woman I was talking about drew this.

And she drew these.

So these have got to be around here somewhere.

What do you make of these?

Those are reproductions of the death mask and the sundard of the Aztecs.

Aztecs? What are Aztecs?

Well, the Aztecs are some of the early peoples of Mexico, highly civilized, but savage peoples,

same people that are responsible for carving that stone over there.

Not for the life of me.

I can't figure out exactly how you came to be in possession of those drawings.

Well, found them on a river bank, a few miles back, rather a friend of mine found them.

A friend?

Yeah, Daniel Boone, we split up this one.

What's worrying you?

Oh, a mystery, Josh.

A mystery.

I want you to help me solve it.

I'll show you the originals of the death mask and the sundard.

Now, wait a minute.

If you got the originals of these and Millie drew them,

well, you had to meet Millie and Sam.

A terrifying mystery.

You'll have to see it to believe it.

Now, come along.

You don't carry your guns, are you, Richard?

Oh, well, I own one, of course, but it would be a very little use and hunting moths.

Butterflies, it's the impact of the ball would destroy this that equality.

I wasn't talking about moths and butterflies.

What if an Indian jumped you?

Jumped? An Indian?

Jumped?

Oh, I begin to comprehend you.

You mean, you're a little bit of a fool.

You mean, if an aborigine were to leave on me in an unguarded moment?

Yeah, that's something I kept.

It's completely impossible.

I'm a traglodite, you see.

You're a what?

A traglodite, a one who inhabits caves or caverns.

The entrance to the cave is right over there among those rocks.

You'll have to look very sharp to see it.

A traglodite?

Youbert?

Youbert?

You found it.

Come in, Josh.

I'm just about to strike a light for you.

Quite a bright light, wasn't it?

The brightest that you'll see for many years.

Well, now, you've descended into the stiggy and darkness, which is to be your tomb.

Although, I hope to enjoy your company for many years to come.

Yeah.

I would have been considerate of you to have weighed a few pounds less.

No, I'm not.

Off we go.

Oh.

Youbert?

Shh.

No!

No!

It was foolish to leave this trap set, but I hardly expected a visitor last I left here.

No, you club me.

Oh, cruel necessity.

But I made amends by saving you a life.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

No, you're not.

You're the destiny, but I made amends by saving you a life.

yeah, from your own trap.

No.

No!

That trap was designed by those who placed the treasure here.

Fantastic.

Isn't it?

Let it part!

How do you open this thing?

Get care for the obtig

Oh, this stuff looks like gold. Oh, it is. Solid gold. The lost treasure of the Aztecs.

All that could be saved from the fortacious hands of Cortez and his Spaniards.

Go ahead, touch it. It's quite safe now.

Sorry, that's my...

My, uh...

Your mind.

Oh, yes.

Oh, right.

The throne of Montes Hillever brought north with 255 years ago.

Go ahead.

Sit on it.

Sit on it.

Sit on the throne.

Sit. I don't want to...

Would you just let me alone?

Oh, put on the crown.

See what it feels like to be the living incarnation of the sun guard.

I don't want to put on that.

Oh, uh...

Who are they?

Ah-ha.

Who are I?

I mean...

Who were they?

Ah!

Ah-ha!

These...

The bones of the unfortunate people who transported the fresh and offward.

Slaves who were rewarded for their labors by death.

So that no one would know what it was hidden.

Intelligence slaves with an average cranial capacity of 1,500 cubic centimeters,

which, uh...

And dare say, compares roughly with your own.

Oh, you don't mind. I just soon not find out right now.

Oh...

Hey, you... you mean to tell me that...

That didn't fella's pushed that stone all the way up here for Mexico?

Oh, no, no, no.

Uh, this stone, symbol of wheat snow, possibly,

was human carved right in the spot.

Well, now that's the same thing. It's in Melly's picture.

Ah, yes, I'm so well drawn that the inscription is legible.

See what it says.

Do you mean you read that stuff?

Oh, as easily as you read English, you, uh, do read English, I trust.

Tardly?

Huh. Well, I quote it.

Now is the son of the Aztec.

Sunk beneath the darkness of the world.

Here to sleep until the earth is drenched with Spanish blood,

and then like grains of corn drenched by rain,

I shall rise again.

Ha, the terrible rhyme that only in the translation.

Here to sleep.

Thus it means here.

This is a curse against the conquerors,

and a prophecy that we may yet live to see fulfilled.

Well, that, uh, sounds like it guarantees us a nice long life.

If nobody was left that knew about this,

how'd you find it?

Yeah, I am a man of genius.

Ha, ha.

I came to the new world to study its insects.

And to immortalize my name by fixing it to a hitherto unclassified moch or beetle.

Teles, polythemos, who perteous spent serious.

Ha, ha.

About their ancient civilizations interested me more,

and I learned to decipher the most difficult of their hieroglyphs.

From the few colacies that were saved from the fires of the Inquisition,

I found clues in a strangely marked trail beating northward.

I followed it, destroying the marks as I came so the northern might do the same.

It led me to that curiously carved stone where we met today.

Confessed, Joshua!

You knew that stone was a guide to this tavern?

I hardly had time to look at it.

You were hunting it!

No.

I can see where a man sitting on top of all this gold would have to be suspicious of anybody coming this valley,

but you've got to take my word for it.

I didn't have the slightest inkling about any of this.

Oh, well, I guess you're right, but now that you know what it is, it doesn't make any difference.

Oh.

Come along, I promised you food and drink.

You eat bird.

Ha.

Birds.

Birds.

Ha ha.

Gilly, I heard a boy.

Come, bird.

Come.

You're quite a collector, aren't you, Sahibra?

Yeah.

All these insects, that treasure.

And somewhere along the way you collected my rifle.

Oh, yes, I left it by the air.

The mouth of the cave.

Firearms are quite dangerous in here.

A single shot might bring down tons of rock on our sander, considering all the wealth material you might be tempted to.

Shoot.

Now, that downright suspicious.

I mean, after all, you brought me here.

Ah, the drawings brought you here.

The mystery of it.

Can spirit transport material objects do dead men walk?

What is justice?

Who is Sylvia?

How fast is a sales pace?

What the devil am I talking about anyhow?

What are you doing in my drawing?

I'm using him to roast the ground Swiss.

But you're burning him alive, it's such a mystery.

Yeah.

I tried to figure out the mystery while you were asleep.

But it was no use.

No use at all.

The eyes cannot see, the ears cannot hear.

The hand cannot touch.

Men's feet were unable to sing.

The liver is unable to plumb the heights of the intellect of men.

There's no mystery about one thing.

Millie made those drawings and she had to be in this cave to do it.

And most likely Sam was with her.

Ha!

That is not the mystery.

Then they were here.

No, I said that is not the mystery.

Then what is the mystery?

The mystery is how those drawings ever got out of the cave.

Oh, Millie and Sam took them out with them when they left, I guess.

No.

Why not?

They never left.

You mean they're still here somewhere?

If you believe in the immortality of the spirits they have departed,

but in a purely physical sense, they are here.

Dead.

Dead.

You collected them too.

Lord, I'm in this cave just like you did me and then killed them.

Maybe you got them stuck up on pen somewhere too.

I do not have them stuck up on pens.

I wanted them to live, Sam, boy, to try to escape.

Try to escape from what?

Wait a minute.

Now you're going to sit down and you're going to tell me exactly what happened.

Because I've got to give a complete account to their people when I get out of here.

Oh, Josh, come, it'll never do for us to call.

I'll give you your first listening biology, the anatomy of the goat moth.

I don't want to know about a goat moth.

Oh, by spring you will be able to call all these by their Latin names.

By spring?

Certainly you should be able to master it by then and it's not.

I've got a lot of time.

I told you I'm a captive here.

A captive to its golden charms and you, sir, are a captive too.

Who's a captive?

I can leave here any time I want to.

You cannot leave any time you want to.

You cannot leave.

Ever.

You must be joking.

Who's going to stop me?

I'm bigger than you are.

I'm younger than you are and you ain't even carrying a gun.

Yeah, but I won't leave.

Leave.

Go.

Depart.

Leave.

I shall miss you if you go.

But I should warn you that each one of these passageways leads to a hundred others and most of those lead to death.

We're along with from the mouth of the cave and you have no idea which direction it is and you don't have a light.

Wait.

Come back, Josh.

Move that way.

Stop, I tell you.

Careful, this is very deep.

No!

No!

I told you it was very deep.

I know.

Oh, no.

Listen.

I've computed the fall at five seconds.

Gravitational acceleration according to Galileo is 32 feet per second per second.

Therefore, the surface of the water is about 480 feet.

Just shut up and get me out of here.

Easy.

Easy.

I'm going to get you out of here.

I'm going to get you out of here.

Easy.

Yes.

Yes.

This is where Sam Boyd left us.

Really, too?

The shock of his passing was too much for her.

It was murdered just as sure as if you had done it with your own hand.

So now I wanted them to live.

You wanted them as prisoners.

I think we better get where it's a little more comfortable and talk this over.

Oh, excellent idea, excellent.

You know, I need your companionship.

Otherwise I might come back.

I sometimes sit here with my resolve, weakens.

It strengthens my sense of responsibility.

Uh-huh.

You know, I'm beginning to understand what worries you, sir, Hubert.

Millian Sam were here.

Millian made them drawings.

Millian Sam never left.

But dim drawings did.

And you're worried as to whether somebody else might have found this place, too.

Why would such a person take those worthless drawings when there's all of this and all of that?

Ha!

How do you know that's all they took?

Gold's heavy stuff, sir, Hubert.

He might just take an all they could carry.

Would you have missed it?

And if he did, he's going to be back with help.

He probably took the drawings just to prove what he had found.

No.

That's impossible.

No one could get in here without a map any more than you could get out.

Oh.

Those drawings got out of here, didn't they?

Well, perhaps some small animal, a pack rack perhaps.

You said a friend of yours found those drawings, Daniel, that...

Boom!

Then he's seen the drawings, too.

You're a very nervous man, Sir Hubert.

It's going to get worse.

They're going to be people looking for Sam, Millie Boy, and people looking for me.

If you want to get that treasure out of here, you better do it right.

What do you mean?

Simple.

You pack up all this gold we can carry.

Take it out of here while we still got a chance.

I'm not going to take any of it.

You can use me as a pack, Mu.

One load, Sir Hubert.

You'll be a rich man for the rest of your life.

You can hire an army to come back here and haul this out.

Secret it!

I'll read you the inscription.

This gold belongs to which so pottery.

Some gold of the Aztecs here to remain until the Earth is drenched in Spanish blood.

You are an educated man.

I mean, you can't believe all that stuff.

And why not?

When the prophecy is so close to fulfillment.

Over two centuries ago, the Spaniards invaded Mexico.

They won their ways into the chambers of Montezuma, which sold pottery's living representative on Earth.

They killed him!

They slapped in the face of the guard himself!

They tore down his temples and burned all his sacred books!

They stole all his treasure!

All except this!

And the sun garbed by it is time.

And what did the Spaniards do with the gold?

They melted it down into ingots to build the mightiest arm out of the world,

as ever known, to send against England!

Do not forget that I am an Englishman.

And where is that mighty armada now?

From the English Channel to the North Sea Coast,

the hulls of the homes of fishes, and the gold for builtums gone.

And Brazil has lost to them, and soon the whole western world,

and yet you doubt that I should believe in a curse and a prophecy.

I say to you, sir, beware!

How you slapped the face of a pagan guard!

130 warships set sail, but their leaders forgot the sun gods,

because an in the straits of Dover, that sun went out,

and in the gales rose, in the hull of the temples,

in the tracks of the lightning!

But they had a voice of weeks of hot sleigh,

praying,

rebelled!

But in the Kennedy, the guns of the ships of the Francis Creek

could be heard that rise, of weeks of hot sleigh,

be here back first, again, again, and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

that's a human heart.

It's a woman's voice.

She might be hurt.

Come!

That's Millie.

You said she was dead.

I said this is her purely spiritual sense she and her husband had departed.

Millie.

Millie.

Millie?

What's wrong with her?

Millie.

Millie?

Millie, you know me.

I'm Josh Klemmert.

Oh, come, come.

You must cease this unseemly display of emotion.

If you're under the protection of the sun gods,

nothing can happen to you.

Nothing to speak of.

Millie, I am Josh Klemmert's.

I was painting a little grass skirt for my dolly.

When the ceiling fell,

I have to get back to my painting.

My dolly will be getting cold.

Millie, you remember me?

I worked for your daddy before you were married.

You remember the plantation in Williamsburg?

You got to remember Sarah Howard.

Pete Logan?

I'm afraid it's no use.

Although I hope it might be.

Stay with her.

Talk to her.

Perhaps it might bring her to a sense, but...

I doubt it.

Millie.

Millie.

Now, this is going just about far enough now.

You've got her up prisoner in there and you're going to get her out.

You hear me?

I would better condition as much as you do,

but my first responsibility is to eat some pot sleep.

You get pot sleep and lead us out of here.

I'm going to break your neck.

May I remind you that if you break my neck,

there will be no one to bring you food or telephone candles.

You and Mrs. Boyd will starve to death and darkness.

You're already killing her.

She needs sunlight and fresh air.

She has sunlight and fresh air and if you get your rules.

She needs companionship.

Stay with her.

Talk to her.

Comfort her.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going?

Out!

To find your friend Daniel Boone persuade him to join us.

I don't want him to tell anyone about those drawings.

Yeah.

Maybe you better try that.

Don't try to follow me!

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I've got you.

I've got you.

I've got you.

I've got you.

I've got you.

I have to go to a capital component,

so my book goes where you'll be Welcome.

You're told to be.

I'veela the price.

Does he pay you?

Oh.

That will affect me.

I've got you?

Yes.

Right now.

Almighty Miss.

Everybody You see.

You said you were aunts now.

I didn't leave the country.

I'll back you, either.

If I close the night or I get them.

You know what?

Be the somebodyots or Dirty Camp.

I've got you.

There it is.

Simone.

Simone!

Jim!

Milly.

Milly!

Milly, come get me out of this bird trap!

Milly.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Do you remember Milly?

That evening in this spring

when the river was high and the moon was low

the curlers cry and the afterglow

when you were just 16?

Milly! Milly!

You can't remember me!

You must remember Milly

if only in a dream

walking with my arm around your waist

very, very softly kissed your face

when you were just 16?

Milly!

Now get us out of here!

Wind that rope up!

Just wind up that rope over there.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Are you sure he's gone?

You don't know me!

Yes, I knew you at once.

I wanted to cry out.

Society to familiar faith.

Well, then you were just pretending you lost your mind.

I never know when he'll be watching me.

But why? I mean, why'd you do it?

So it'll leave me alone.

He's quite mad as you probably realized by now.

He frightens me.

And just maybe, if he's convinced I've lost my mind,

he'll not watch me so closely and I'll have a chance to escape.

How?

Every few days he takes me outside for a little sunshine.

I'm always blindfolded. My hands are tied.

But someday he just might decide that isn't necessary and I can try to get away.

Well, if you go in and out, even if you're blindfolded, you gotta...

Well, you gotta sorta remember the way.

I try counting my footsteps, remembering the turns.

But each time he takes me by a different route, he has all the cunning of a madman.

Oh, I know.

He seems to think that the sun god is gonna rise again and he's gonna rise along with him and be king of all the Aztecs.

I'll tell you, I think you got him convinced this time.

I know one thing he's worried.

You made some drawings when you first came here.

And somehow those drawings left this cavern.

Yes, he showed them to me. I pretended not to recognize them.

Well, how did they get out of here?

I don't know. Sam was carrying them when we tried to escape.

That was months ago.

He slept and fell into one of those bottomless wells.

That's not just a well. That's an underground river.

You know, he might have floated out of here just like that pouch.

Oh, no, Sam could never have floated, not even for a minute.

Why? Because as long as we were trying to escape, he insisted upon taking some of the gold.

He'd knock Sir Hubert out and load it up with as much as he could carry.

I begged him to leave it. When he fell...

Mm. Went down like a rock. I'm sorry, Millie. At least it was quick.

And it gives me an idea.

This is the place.

I know I've been here. This new work right here.

Joshua, be careful.

Don't worry. I'm a memory to keep me careful.

What's the mic?

Jentler's wide, you can't see it. Straight down.

Nobody.

Ever gonna get out of there.

Excuse me, an idea. Sir Hubert's gonna be in for a shock when he gets back.

Listen to this thing. I got you. I got you.

Oh. Oh. Oh. At last.

Oh. Forgive me, Daniel, for not appearing to have noticed your presence.

But it's not every day that one gets a diapsal vesicle wall, is it?

No. The idea is to fix it to work, Sir Hubert hadn't got any reason to stay around here any longer.

You mean, go the gold overboard.

That's one way of putting it. You got any objections?

Oh, not for me. That gold cost Sam his life. But there's no guarantee that Hubert will take us out with him.

No, but it's a lot more likely. If he got no treasure, he'd got no reading this thing.

It's a lot more likely to be in here.

That stuff's heavy.

Oh, there's a lid.

You just can't believe what. Go over there.

You see, Millie has not been at all well. And as a stranger, it's been very difficult for me to take care of her.

Josh is with her right now. That's why he didn't come to greet you.

Well, if she's been here for two years, why didn't you bring her back to civilization?

There are reasons why that's impossible. Excellent reasons. Soon you can't comprehend it completely.

Well, I'm looking forward to that. Now, where is this cavern?

Close now. Just wait here and I'll make sure that we're unobserved.

Already made sure, Pa.

Well, if in the rocks over there you'll have to look sharp to find it.

Now go slow. The footing inside is precarious.

Figure I can make it with no trouble.

No trouble at all.

I'm all right.

Tell them I'd inconsiderate for you frontiers when always to be such heavy, so else.

It breaks it. All that?

Digital.

No.

Bill, an edge.

There's a couple more load.

Very nice. Fine. I'll be glad to see the last of it.

A labyrinth's awaiting the Stidgen Caverns Black.

Abandon years into here. Oh, going back.

That's quite cool. I must remember that.

A labyrinth's awaiting the...

A cavern is awaiting the...

With Stidion Labyrinths.

Now, with labyrinths.

Ah.

I am...

A wander in the cloister.

What are we going to do about him?

Well, let's get this out of here first.

Are you here?

That's all the gold.

There's still that sun, God.

Let's go.

Now for a witzing part.

I've got a few, Sir Hubert.

I'll never leave here as long as he's right.

And everything we've done is for nothing.

We'll never be able to move that.

A lever.

I've got to find something I can use as a lever.

The axe.

I can break him up, chunk at a time, and throw him at night forever.

What's the matter?

I just remembered something, Sir Hubert said.

Beware of how you slapped the face of a pagan God.

Oh, Joshua, it's no time to think of that now.

Oh, Pachi might get kinda insulted if you throw him in an underground river.

Yeah, he's probably already insulted any of him.

There goes.

I'll talk about a hard head.

There's a crack already in it up there.

Yeah.

No!

Sir Hubert!

Don't be a dirty!

Jack, your shoes!

Stop!

No!

Stop!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Sir Hubert!

No!

No!

Sir Hubert!

Don't be a dirty!

Jack, your shoes!

Stop!

Stop!

Jack, look out!

We two Pachi!

Yeah!

You're not a caffeine.

Jack!

No!

Get out of there!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Oh, you'll be crushed!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

You will die!

You will die!

Don't go! You will die!

This side! This side!

I want this side!

To the sun!

Don't go! This side!

You know he's right? We're all dead?

It's dead!

Look out!

Where's that trap boy? Where's that yard?

It's no use down on Hubert. It's the only one that did the way out of here!

Give me a hand, tell me.

Billy, follow the yard.

Look out!

Oh, that's a good one.

I don't know if I really ever appreciated it before.

Oh, how do you think I feel?

I don't know.

I don't know if I really appreciated it before.

Oh, how do you think I feel?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know if I really appreciated it before.

Oh, how do you think I feel?

I've begun to think I'd never see the outside world again.

I'm not real sure this isn't a dream.

I'll wake up back in that cave again.

Well, when I feel the other way around, sir, Hubert and the goal is a dream,

I just now woke up.

Well, I know one thing.

I was the richest man on this earth there for a spell.

All that go.

And just had to turn around and walk away from it.

How do you know, Josh?

That's something you tell yourself.

Ah, you know I ain't got no way out of here.

I guess we should think about getting started.

Before I forget, here's your Baliard.

I should throw this away.

It might be easier than trying to explain to Becky.

Oh, well.

Oh, well.