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MATT: About a minute passes before Beauregard |
pulls back away, this strange trance passing over her. |
MARISHA: Death is weird, am I right? |
SUMALEE: What did you do to her? |
LIAM: Back to my idea, okay. Nott on the other |
side can probably put a bolt in that guy’s throat |
over there. You can probably vault up the side of |
that wall, if I’m not mistaken, don’t you think? |
MARISHA: How tall are you? |
SUMALEE: 7'2”, maybe 7'6". |
MARISHA: Would you be willing to give me a boost |
up that wall? |
SUMALEE: Absolutely. |
LIAM: Oh, you told me about your ability to make |
things quiet around you. |
ASHLY: Damn, should’ve gone with Nila. |
SAM: You married? What kids do you have? |
ASHLY: I was married once. It lasted, like, an |
hour. |
TALIESIN: I bet it was a really good hour. |
ASHLY: Yeah, she sobered up and she said that she |
made a mistake. |
LIAM: When I hold him, you yank him off of the |
wall, and then Humpty Dumpty, you know, they can’t |
put him back– You know how it goes. |
MARISHA: Copy. |
SUMALEE: Wait, I’m sorry, I need that one more |
time, but I’ll get it. |
LIAM: You are going to help Beauregard here up |
onto the wall, quietly, after you use your– |
SUMALEE: Pass Without a Trace. |
LIAM: Whatever you call it. Then she gets up there |
and I am going to use my tricks to hold him and |
let her rip him off the wall and split his skull |
upon the stones beneath. |
SUMALEE: Excellent. |
MARISHA: Also, the thing I was looking at, our |
version of the smell bag. It’s like this artifact |
that we got from an assassin that lets you look |
into the creation of space and time and the universe. |
LIAM: Pretty complicated. |
MARISHA: Yeah |
SUMALEE: Wow. |
MARISHA: Anyway. |
LIAM: I pull out a little wire and whisper into it |
to Nott and say: I think we have an idea over |
here, so we should probably get set. |
ASHLY: We haven’t come up with a plan yet. |
SAM: We’ll get ready over here, give us one |
second. |
ASHLY and SAM: How tall is our firbolg? |
TALIESIN: (singing) How tall is my firbolg? Seven |
feet? |
MATT: Seven to seven and a half feet. |
ASHLY: We could just copy their plan. |
SAM: I mean, I can just shoot. |
ASHLY: Oh, you can just shoot, never mind. |
SAM: If I miss, then backup plan is boost-y to |
you? |
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