Arnaud d Tilh, are you aware that you destroyed the mental health of a women you illegally possessed? Do you know that your actions tore apart a previously happy and well-to-do family?
Do you understand that you are a liar and a thief? There is no honour code low enough for you. So before you die, let's get on with the interview.
Miller: Why did you stay so long in the home of the Guerre's when you could so easily and quickly have made some gain for little effort?
du Tilh: Dost thee not believe that thou art capable of miraculous changes of self?
M: Cut the bullshit and let's speak straight.
T: Prithee esplain thyself.
M: Stop fucking with me. Drop the French accent and ditch the Shakespeare.
T: Ok, fine.
M: Now we're back on topic, explain. Why didn't you leave?
T: I enjoyed the opportunity to prove myself and be able to change. I liked being in charge and having others depend on me.
M: You fail. I distinctly remember telling you to cut the crap. Don't lie to me.
T: Hey, the being in charge bit was true!
M: And the rest?
T: Not so true... Don't judge me poorly for this-
M: I already judge you poorly. You're an idiot.
T: Can I continue? It was because of Bertrande. She's a beautiful woman and a fantastic wife.
M: Yeah, just not yours.
T: Well no, not really.
M: No. Not at all. What made you think you could take over all Martin Guerre's possesions, including his wife?
T: He wasn't using them.
M: Are you SERIOUS! That's your reason? You've got to be joking!
T: Look, when I met Martin in the wars, he'd been gone for years. He'd left his wife and son behind, his birthrights were being wasted. I fought in those crusades too and I barely got a thing out of them.
M: Except maybe a fair wage.
T: Don't be ridiculous. Those wages were piss poor and hardly worth the men who paid them out.
M: Hey, work harder, earn more. You're just a lazy prick who doesn't want to earn what he keeps.
T: You insolent woman! No one is ever to speak to me like that, let alone someone of inferior race!
M: My interview mate, my rules. So you can either shut up and sit down or I can send you off to be decapitated, Red Queen style.
T: Who the hell is that?
M: It's a thing from Alice in Wonderland...Nevermind. Look, I'm kind of bored with you so I'm going to wrap up here. See you around.
T: No you won't, I'm going to die.
M: Oh, yeah. My bad...Well, have fun with that!
T: Wait! Aren't you going to speak on my behalf?
M: No. You get what you deserve. Goodbye Mr. du Tilh and thank you for the *ah hem* pleasant talk.
T: Please? Won't you at least say something?
M: I could but it would harm your chances more.
T: Please! I don't want to be killed.
M: I'm sorry but I don't like you enough. I barely do at all. Play nice in the next life mmkay?
*door shuts*
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