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Grigor?

Grigor, I have to talk to you.

Listen to me.

I need a ruling.

This is frustrating.

Never happened before.

You knew Redstone as well as I did.

Now we have this impostor to deal with.

Does he know what he's doing?

You ask me so many questions.

- Which one should I answer first?

- Damn it, Grigor.

Redstone never should

have been allowed in to start with.

He was a fool. He jumped

the starting time by an hour.

How do you know that?

Well, I- I was following him.

Then so did you, St. Christopher!

I didn't kill him until

after the designated time.

I was within the rules.

Anyway, Redstone was a butcher!

He killed a whole roomful

when he took Francha.

Well, that's not an infraction.

A sensitive player doesn't do that.

Sensitive?

Did I hear you, of all people,

use that word?

I play to win, but there are

certain ethics to be considered.

At this moment, if I were you,

I would be more concerned about Goldstar.

- He has no ethics at all.

- Nor brains.

I do not consider him a threat.

I find you insulting.

He could get lucky.

It's happened before.

You're late, Grigor.

Late for what?

Give me the booza.

What about this new Redstone?

Drink.

How do I deal with him?

Before I can decide that...

I must learn how much he knows.

Not how much he knows...

but who he is.

Where is he?

- Who is "he"?

- You know who I mean. Christopher.

- Saint?

- St. Christopher.

He was standing there a second ago.

Now he's gone.

So he is.

Which exit did he leave by?

I don't know that he left.

I only know that, uh, he isn't here.

Damn you, Grigor.

You're trying to help him.

You're always against me.

You have no regard for me.

I'm not here to help or regard.

I am here to interpret rules.

If it's help you need,

I suggest you talk to the sixth man.

I find you despicable.

I despise your arrogance!

It is as planned.

There is an open seat

at table number one.

Grigor.

St. Christopher.

Playing God.

Move!

Out of my way, you fool!

Come on.

Come on. You cannot leave us.

There's a better way to die.

Come on.

All you need is a five,

and you have him.

Then it's between you and Deuca.

- A three and a two.

- Good!

Now it's the two of you.

She's been giving you good advice.

It's obvious it's you

she wants to face and not me.

Are you so certain?

You're so predictable.

I sometimes lose interest.

That's not good.

Run away from her, Redstone.

Let her make the mistake.

I get impatient. I can't stand

waiting around. I said I didn't like games.

Why do you play?

Education.

- Four and a one.

- Good! You got her.

- Dead.

- He's all yours, Ambrosia.

So come, everybody.

Put up the dead man.

You only made one tactical error.

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