Tag: Boobs
TRANSCRIPT:
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.
MAHD: FEEBY!!
MAHD: Whoop!!
FEEBY: Mahd, you okay? Hurt yourself?
MAHD: It not bad. Just scrape a little. How you?
FEEBY: Just feel dumb! Stupid pit trap.
MAHD: It not one of ours!
FEEBY: Tom making traps?
MAHD: He tell us all his traps. No this someone bad make trap in our place!
FEEBY: Yeah. Only thing to do with people like that is kill them.
MAHD: Yeah.
ZONN: Don’t be so hard on yourself. I was the one who hared off trying to be a hero. And we wound up 1500 miles from where we should have been behind the Urtt territories, and we really by rights should all be dead. Even if you hadn’t stopped looking, you might have wasted time and resources you couldn’t afford without ever finding us.
ZONN: And look at you: Ipola, you’ve made something truly great. You made sacrifices for the greater good again and again and …you triumphed as few people in history ever could. And, obviously, you didn’t really need me there to do it.
IPOLA: Says you.
ZONN: Besides - it’s all in the past, we can’t change it now. Let’s take what we have.
IPOLA: Do we have anything - really? You and I, after all this time?
ZONN: We have tonight. And that’s not nothing. For the future? Well ...
IPOLA: For that - Hrraarch, my Aburor friend will return in five days time at noon. She will land if she feels it’s safe, but only if she sees me. If she doesn’t, she will return to her people alone. That’s our agreement.
ZONN: So soon.
IPOLA: The Sun and the Moon can’t share the sky for long, I’m afraid.
ZONN: But they do, though, don’t they?
IPOLA: Yes. Yes, they do, however … briefly.
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DANCERS: AMANH HAIII
ZONA: Come on - it’s second dance!
MENTL: Right on.
MENTL: Huh.
ZONA: What?
MENTL: Where’d your folks go?
ZONA: Maybe they went to dance somewhere more private?
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ZONN’S BEDCHAMBER - ZONN AND IPOLA MAKING LOVE
IPOLA: You don’t think it’s a good idea?
ZONN: Wha - no, it’s just …
IPOLA: Undignified? I would hate to embarrass myself …
ZONN: No, no! Not that … I mean … do you … dance First Dance a lot ... these days?
IPOLA:. Well, it has been awhile - I may not do as well as these young folk here, but perhaps someone will find me interesting enough to dance with …
MENTL: This oughta be good …
JEEVIK: (hands him a drum) Here you are, Lord.
ZONN: Huh?
JEEVIK: Forgive the presumption, lord, I had assumed you wouldn’t want someone else to “get” her.