Fandral:
[to Volstagg]
Our dearest friend banished! Loki on the throne! Asgard on the brink of war! Yet you managed to consume four wild boars, six pheasants, a side of beef and two caskets of ale! Shame on you! Don't you care?
[dashes the plate from Volstagg's hands]
Volstagg:
Do not mistake my appetite for apathy!
Sif:
[breaks them up]
Stop it, both of you! Stop! We all know what we have to do.
Hogun:
We must go. We must find Thor.
Fandral:
You speak of treason!
Volstagg:
Forget treason, it's suicide!
Sif:
Thor would do the same for us.
Volstagg:
Hush! Heimdall may be watching.
[an Asgardian sentry enters]
Asgardian Guard:
Heimdall demands your presence!
[the sentry leaves]
Volstagg:
We're doomed.
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