1:01:09
Sahro.
1:01:13
Get him!
1:01:14
Lay hold of his leg-string.
1:01:19
He's heavy, this one is.
Has to be solid mahogany.
1:01:22
l am Hal Tara, of Hebalon.
Take your hands off me!
1:01:25
You shut your trap!
1:01:27
Do you realise who l am?
1:01:29
l am the son of the Kharo.
1:01:31
This ldiot's got desert fever.
1:01:33
Let go of me!
1:01:35
We've got him,
1:01:37
make ready?
1:01:54
Come on then, time is a-wasting!
1:01:57
Hebalon's off to war,
and the army needs new strings.
1:02:02
Come on, Kharo son, push!
1:02:05
Show us what you are made of!
1:02:09
Push, you miserable creature!
1:02:22
Push!
1:02:24
Put your back into it,
1:02:26
put, you...
1:02:36
l recognise you, Kharo son.
1:02:40
l do recognise you. You have my hand.
1:02:45
Shut up down there!
1:02:48
Push!
1:02:51
What a sorry pair we are, Ola.
Soon, we'll be done for.
1:02:55
You poor sad old bird,
why can't you fly?
1:02:59
lf you could only fly, Ola,
the two of us would be saved.