Madmartigan Well my mother raised me on blackroot. It's good for you. It puts hair on your chest, doesn't it, Sticks? Madmartigan Let me out of here, Airk. Give me a sword, I'll win this war for you. Madmartigan Burglekutt, let me out of here. I'll take care of the baby, I swear. Just let me out of here... Please. Vohnkar, let me borrow that spear just for a minute. Well... Well at least give me some water. Burglekutt, don't leave me alone here with these two! UHH! Well that was really stupid, Peck.