William Father, I am afraid, I won't know the way back home. John Thatcher Don't be foolish, William, you just follow your feet. Chaucer I'm a writer. Wat A what? Chaucer A wha- a what? A writer. I write, with ink and parchment. Geoffrey Chaucer's the name, writing's the game. You've read my book? the Book of the Duchess? No? Well, it was allegorical. Roland Well, we won't hold that against you, that's for every man to decide for himself. Wat What do you mean, dead? Roland The spark of his life is smothered in shite. His spirit is gone but his stench remains. Does that answer your question?