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Guard: Okay...let's take it from the top. What happened?

Rumford: Well...my servant Jenivere is missing. Now, she had no reason to run away, I treated her like my own daughter. Who'll take care of me now?

Guard: Ma'am, I'm sorry to interrupt, but you're drifting off the subject again. Just stick to the facts please.

Rumford: Are you going to help me, or not? I'll have you know, I am a personal friend of Father Karras. He has a great deal of influence, you know. Where do you think all your fancy new devices came from? I doubt he would be pleased to find out you were neglecting to help one of his friends.

Guard: Excuse me ma'am...I'm just trying to get to the bottom of your problem as quickly as I can. Sooner we're done here, the sooner we can start looking for your servant. Why don't you calm down and collect yourself, while I go over what we have so far.

Rumford: I-I'm sorry, officer. Thank you.

He won't need THAT anymore.

I realize that breaking into Shoalsgate is like looking down a Burrick's mouth with a lit match...but it would pay me enough to lay low for a while. And it doesn't hurt to be giving the police some dirty laundry to deal with either. Besides, with my luck if I don't take this job I could end UP in there anyway....

– If you hadn't noticed, I just saved the world, yourself included.

I've never robbed a god before, it'll be a challenge.

Those crazy Hammers. You know, it wouldn't hurt to have a few dozen heavily-armed fanatics on my side just about now.

The stone cannot know why the chisel cleaves it;

The iron cannot know why the fire scorches it.

When thy life is cleft and scorched, when death and despair leap at thee,

Beat not they breast and curse they fate,

But thank The Builder for the trials that shape thee.

– The Hammer Book of Tenets

Looks like I better get moving, or whatever those things are will waste a perfectly good rescue.

When I get paid for this job, I'm going to retire in style.

So this is the lost city. It's not lost no more.

– Fanatics make unreliable friends.

– I prefer my payment in cash, not liquor.

Builds your roofs of dead wood.

Builds your walls of dead stone.

Builds your dreams of dead thoughts.

Comes crying laughing singing back to life, takes what you steal,

And pulls the skins from your dead bones shrieking.

– Clay tablet in an abandoned Trickster temple

The rent is due, and my landlord is even tougher than the Hammers.

– Me? I'm okay. After all, loli-peta has its own weapons.

– It's not a TV antenna!

– If you get a chance to eat, don't pass it up. A prisoner can't be choosy. You need to get your strength back so you can escape when the opportunity presents itself.

– Don't say anything to tease or anger the person torturing you. If you make him mad, it'll be that much worse for you. You'll need to save your strength.

– Normally, when a soldier is taken prisoner, he should only give up the Big 4. That's name, rank, serial number and date of birth. But you're not any old soldier, Snake. I don't want you to tell them anything. Fortunately, you're strong enough to resist.

– Дальше идём по СКП.

– Что такое СКП?

– «Смотри куда прёшь».

– Опаньки!

– А поконкретнее?

– Calm, yeah, calm. I'm calm. REAL FUCKING calm! I'm calm, Mr. Calm, Mr. Calm, that's me, Mr. Calm.

– It seems impossible to keep secret around here! I would have thought the size of the room would keep the members down.

– Hey, speak up, we can't hear you back here!

– I appreciate your input, but please, fuck off.

– What did he say?

– He said fuck off.

– Hey, what are you still doing here?

– I live here.

– Oh, OK, you can stay.

So here I am, about to try and rescue some guy I've scared half to death. If he wake up through all of this, I'm screwed...

– Heeey, CJ, you never cease to amaze me!

– Heh heh, good lookin, where's Woozie?

– I don't know. He insisted on driving here himself. He could be anywhere.