PONTAGAR: “A shitty day.” Yes, you could say that.
MENTL: (sees the dead Arrogond) Oy gevalt …
PONTAGAR: Are you here to take this shit away? (points to Naurik)
MENTL: Well, yeah. I am here to pick up a package. Nicely gift-wrapped.
PONTAGAR: That’s Cirina’s work.
PONTAGAR: Mentl, Cirina. Cirina, Mentl.
CIRINA: You’re Zona’s enchanter!
MENTL: And a whole lot more.
MENTL: Very nice to meet you. Gotta go now. No time to lose.
Singing, Naurik rises in the air and follows
Here come old chrome dome
He come grooving up slowly
He got joo joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got no hair you can see
Got to be a joker gonna come ‘long with me
MENTL: Good luck, man.
PONTAGAR: Thank you.
MENTL: And to say this just … y’know, to say it? We’re in your corner on this. The other tribes all have your back, if you need it.
PONTAGAR: That’s good to know.
MENTL: Gen tal, buddy.
PONTAGAR: Gen tal. … “buddy.”