TRANSCRIPT:

Blood is pouring from Eshtakk’s mouth, he is gurgling and can’t speak, he begins to crumple to the ground, and as he does, Ipola expertly snags the key ring at his belt with her great toe and tosses it to her manacled hand. 

 

She begins unlocking her chains. 

 

IPOLA (NARR): Poor dumb bastard. I did try.  I even said “please …”