:04:03
sire! The Crass obeys you not.
He flees!
:04:10
Let me drag him back
by his ball-sack.
:04:13
He is thrilled to be home.
:04:16
Let him drink the tavern dry.
:04:18
He'll return soon after.
:04:35
No netWork! What a great buy!
:04:40
It's ice-cold here!
:05:12
Daughter,
you Will not Wed Count Godefroy.
:05:16
His subjects are thieves.
:05:18
JeWel thieves!
:05:20
HoW can it be?
:05:22
I had them this morning.
:05:24
NoW they're gone, as if by magic!
:05:27
A spell Was cast on me!
:05:30
Relax thyself. I Will investigate.
If thief there be, he Will hang!
:05:35
Among the stolen family jeWels
is our Holy Relic.
:05:39
The sacred tooth!
:05:41
All that remained of saint Rolande
after Caesar's lions devoured her.
:05:45
It brings fertility!
:05:48
Woe to my daughter
:05:49
if she is Without it at her Wedding!
:05:52
she Will be sterile!
:05:56
I voW to find the sacred tooth,
even if Hell aWaits me!