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Lord Nooth: Alright. Secure the valley. Start mining ore.
Dino: Or what, Lord Nooth?
Lord Nooth: Ore, you fool. Start mining the ore. The metal that's in the ground.
Dino: Oh, the ore... in the ground! Yes... (laughs) What about the primitives?
Lord Nooth: (scoffs) Let them rot in the Badlands. They're low-achievers of history with their puny flints and drafty caves.
Dug: (angrily but quietly) You've picked the wrong tribe to mess with. (grabs a stone axe and charges at Lord Nooth)
Lord Nooth: "Oh, I'm so scared. You are waving your stones about." (Dug war-cries as he jumps at Lord Nooth) The Age of Stone is over, Dino. Long live the Age of Bronze. (bronze ball knocks Dug unconscious) Okay, let's get moving.
Bronzetrooper: Of course, Lord Nooth.
Lord Nooth: I'm late for my massage.
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