Intrepid: Ninepence!
K'tujHegh: I'm not wrecked!
Intrepid: What?
Ferret: Nothing. Here's your ninepence.
K'tujHegh: I'm not wrecked!
Intrepid: What?
Ferret: Nothing. Here's your ninepence.
K'tujHegh: I'm not wrecked!
Intrepid: 'Ere. He says he's not wrecked!
Ferret: Yes he is.
K'tujHegh: I'm not!
Intrepid: He isn't?
Ferret: Well, he will be soon. He's been picked apart by hellbores all morning.
K'tujHegh: I'm getting better!
Ferret: No you're not. You'll be a flaming wreck in a moment.
Intrepid: Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
K'tujHegh: I don't want to go to the Scrapyard!
Ferret: Oh, don't be such a baby.
Intrepid: I can't take him.
K'tujHegh: I feel fine!
Ferret: Well, do us a favor.
Intrepid: I can't.
Ferret: Well, can you hang around a couple of impulses? He won't be long.
Intrepid: No, I've got to go to Rook's. They've lost nine today.
Ferret: Well, when's your next round?
Intrepid: Thursday.
K'tujHegh: I think I'll go on patrol.
Ferret: You're not fooling anyone you know. Look, I've got an idea...
K'tujHegh: [singing] I feel happy... I feel happy.
[K'tujHegh takes 3 overloaded hellbores at close range]
Ferret: 'ere you are, thanks very much.
Intrepid: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
Ferret: Right. All right.
[howl]
[click click click]
Who's that, then?
Intrepid: I dunno. Must be an Admiral.
Ferret: Why?
Intrepid: He's the only one not flying a frigate...