Rare Species

Synopsis

 * A mysterious man tries to entice Geralt to join a hunt for a rampaging dragon, a quest that attracts a familiar face. Ciri questions who she can trust.

Transcript

 * [Jaskier, Roach and two men waiting in front of a cavern for Geralt]
 * Jaskier: [singing] I’m weak, love, and I am wanting / If this is the path I must trudge / I’ll welcome my sentence / Give to you my penance / Gorgeous garrotter, jury and judge… Lovely garrotter… Gorgeous garro- [stops singing] Which one do you prefer? “Lovely”? “Gorgeous”? Is the whole metaphor landing, or is it too cerebral?
 * the butcher: It’s been an hour.
 * Jaskier: [singing] Gorgeous garrotter…
 * the butcher: Let’s get on before the beast gets hungry again.
 * the alderman: But we made a deal.
 * the butcher: We made a deal with a livin’ witcher. No sense in hangin’ around to pay a dead one.
 * Jaskier: [singing] Gorgeous garrotter… [noticing the butcher taking a saddle bag of Roach and loading it onto the alderman’s shoulder] Bollocks! Oi! No. No, no, no! No! Aah! You stop- stop that, or I- I’ll, uh…
 * the butcher: Or you’ll what? Sing us to death?
 * Burch: [suddenly appearing besides Jaskier with Téa and Véa] Perhaps you did not hear the man.
 * Jaskier: Yeah! Perhaps you didn’t… Di- Sorry, who are you?
 * the butcher: Move along, old man.
 * Borch: Do as the bard asks or I’ll be forced to draw my weapons.
 * the butcher: What weapons? I see no steel ‘ere.
 * [He shoves Borch who is caught by Véa before he can fall. Meanwhile Téa breaks the butcher’s neck.]
 * Jaskier: Oh! Woah!
 * Téa: [to the dead butcher] Steel won’t be necessary.
 * Geralt: [Throws a monster’s chopped of head out before he exits the cave himself. To the alderman with the saddle bags on his shoulder] I believe those are mine. [The alderman drops them and tosses him purse of coins.]
 * Jaskier: Geralt, they- With the- [pointing at Téa] This woman just killed a man with her bare hands for trying to steal your horse.
 * Geralt: Maybe she’ll make a better travel companion, then.
 * Jaskier: Wha- Uh, I’m sorry, who are you, exactly?
 * Borch: I am Borch Three Jackdaws. These are my companions, Téa and Véa. I’ve been looking for you, Geralt of Rivia.