Хайде, драконе.
Да!
Ох!

Is it?
When you squeeze the nobility,
it's the peasants who feel the pinch.
That's not my concern.
Why should I stick my neck out
for people afraid to risk their own?
Don't clutter up
a clever scheme with morality.
Mmm, so be it...
Knight of the Old Code.
If I wanted my conscience pricked,
I would have stayed with the priest!
Huh! And what does a dragon
know of the Old Code, anyway?
His blade defends the helpless.
His might upholds the weak.
His word speaks only truth.
Shut up! I remember.
That's all it is, a memory.
Nothing can bring it back.
You sound like one who tried.
And failed.
So I no longer try to change the world,
Dragon. I just try to get by in it.
Yes, it's better than death,
I suppose.
Oh, is it? I should think
you'd welcome death.
You know, the last of your kind,
all your friends dead,
hunted wherever you go.