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MORCAI: You gels all right, yeh? Not hurt, are we?
MAHD: Mahd and Feeby perfect now, Tom!
FEEBY: Tom is clever and helps us! Mahd and Feeby love Tom!
MORCAI: Ahh, my beauties! S’what I’m here for, yeh?
LORD DELL: Well done, indeed.
MORCAI: Fuck me! How’d you just -
DELL: Not used to having people surprise you?
MAHD: Sweet lord Dell!
FEEBY: Good lord Dell! Yay!
DELL: Hello Mahd, Feeby. It seems that our friend here has more than earned the trust we put in him, eh?
MAHD: Tom is cute! He fuck good!
FEEBY: And he kill good! We love Tom!
DELL: Heh. Seemingly against your own protestations, you continue to make friends.
MORCAI: Eh - it’s my curse, yeh?
DELL: And enemies.
MORCAI: Funny thing - they don’t really look “woodsy,” yeh? Not quite dressed for it, yeh?
DELL: I agree.
MORCAI: And that’s a dirty great hole, there. Either it was there all along, or -
DELL: Or they had help. And yes, they did.
ERLIK: My lord … mercy. Please.