Mythica: The Iron Crown Page #4

Never mind, I'd rather kill you.

- Wait!

- Rezzik?

- You know him?

- No.

- Two blades are no match

for shield and sword.

- Shields are for cowards who

need something to hide behind.

- They're for men in retreat!

- To kill a tortoise, you must simply find

his soft spot.

- Hey, listen, listen.

Not to start pointing fingers,

but she really is entirely to blame.

Wouldn't take no for an answer.

She's not even my type,

she's all skin and bones.

- Shut up, thief!

- Oh!

Listen, listen, if this is about

that silver horn I borrowed

I was going to give it back.

Not that!

Marek, switch!

- Your lover and I have

a powerful connection.

My charm has never worked so quickly.

- He's not my lover!

How's that for connection?

- Marek!

That was a dirty, dirty

trick to play, love.

- Why do you want the Darkspore?

- Your team has failed enough.

- My team is sent by Gojun Pye.

We have to stop Szorlok.

- Hammerhead told me you'd say that.

- Hammerhead?

- How many times are you

going to give another piece

to Szorlok before you bow out?

Just walk away, we'll take it from here.

- Not unless you can tell me

why Hammerhead wants the Darkspore.

- And you'll walk away?

- If it's a good reason.

- All right.

I'll tell you what I know.

He was drunk, I overheard

him muttering to himself,

something about an Iron Crown.

- That's it?

It's not much to go on.

I need to know his real intensions.

- Diplomacy's not my best attribute.

- Men are fools.

- I'm only half man.

And half elf.

A thief, by trade, or

didn't Rezzik tell you?

Very sticky fingers.

I have the Darkspore, let's move!

- Rezzik!

- Horses!

- Hurry up.

- Why didn't you do that?

- See, all fixed.

No harm done.

- There would have been nothing to fix,

if you could only keep your

animal urges under control.

- Animal urges?

- Never mind, drive.

- Managed to snag this, from her bosoms.

- Her bosom?

How did you manage?

- Well.

- Never mind, I don't,

I don't want to know.

White Dragon eggshells.

This is worth a fortune!

- Like I said, no harm done.

- You were saying?

- Uh.

- Anybody with range wanna get back here?

- Surrender! It's over!

- Are you gonna

shoot back at them?

- I'm out of batwing resin!

- What?

- On my staff!

- You're finished!

- Get up, get up!

- Is that all you've got?

- We're gonna spill your guts out!

- Woo-hoo!

- Ugh!

- What now?

- We take the long way around.

This isn't nearly over.

- Why do we hve so many enemies?

- Dagen, tell us about the ax men.

- The ax men is Rezzik,

a notorious mercenary.

- He mentioned a woman?

- Yes he did.

Well, she's nobody.

I mean she's not nobody,

she's wealthy daughter of a nobleman.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes