Reverend Lord Ezekial:
Oh... Ah... I'm... I'm afraid I shall need your hand, please?
Yes, of course, my lord!
Foolish to think I could let him fall he's on the brink it seems but why Should I pause when I know the cause of mother's shattered dreams?
Reverend Lord Ezekial:
Help me, you presumptous climber!
What can I do for the D'Ysquiths to repay their warm embrace?!
What can I take from the D'Ysquiths...
Except, perhaps, their place? But with eight other D'Ysquiths ahead of me, their foolish pride survives
Reverend Lord Ezekial:
I beg you!
What can I take from the D'Ysquiths?
Except, Perhaps, Excepts, Perhaps
Reverend Lord Ezekial:
Please!
Except, Perhaps their lives
Who will look foolish then?
