[last lines; after Fouchon stabbed Douvee with an arrow]
Chance Boudreaux:
[shakes him]
Douvee! Douvee!
Douvee:
[opens his eyes]
What is this noise?
[they help him sit up]
Douvee:
I think I hurt pretty bad.
[He takes his flask out of his breast pocket, which has a hole punched in it]
Douvee:
Now this... this real catastrophe! This real bad!
Chance Boudreaux:
Yeah, real bad.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:04