Talk with Gertrude.
 Roma
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It's giving me a damn headache.
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(Gertrude, Rome, and Rema are covering their ears.
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| Gertrude
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Ugh...
All of this bombing... Day in day out...
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| Roma
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My Eardrums are going to explode...
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| Roma
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Rema, you...know that...
you should be responding in the language of the hoo-mans...
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| Rema
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Chirrr... Chirrrp.
My skull is ringing too hard... Chirp...
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(But there is no sond coming from anywhere.)
What are you
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| Gertrude
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Can't you hear... all of that bombing?
Hoo-man ears... they're useles...
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| Culann
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Your ears are more sensitive...
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| Culann
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Gremlin ears are extraordinarily sensitive.
They can pick up sounds from a million paces away.
But the sound of the [Bombs] is so overwhelming.
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(Gertrude, Roma, and Rema all flinch.)
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| Rema
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Chiiirrrp! That's it...! Kobolds, you lousy cannon fantastics!
They only things denser than your cannons are your heads!
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| Rema
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I'll teach you a lesson. I'll put a hex on you...
You think you can offend the gremlins and live to tell the tale?
I'll place a curse on you!
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| Roma
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Rema, Your... your true colors are showing.
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| Rema
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...Ah... My head.
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| Rema
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This noise makes my head hurs so much.
Can you please...
Can you stop the sound of those cannons?
Can you help...?
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(Rema stares at you as her eyes water.)
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| Rema
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Thank you, <Fiona>, you're the best.
Cannon fantasics... prepare to be cannonballed yourselves!
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| Culann
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If anybody can stop this war, it's
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(Roma and Rema huddle together, covering each other's ears.)
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