Rosalyn: Well, it looks like this girl Linda’s become quite popular these days… Sure, she’s cute, but… I wonder if I’m jealous. It’s not like a hero competing with an idol would do any good… I guess I’m not sufficiently trained. I’ve got to get with it… The hostess here is a little different from the rest of the folks. She says she doesn’t care about the rumors at all. I wish everyone in town was like her. One tough question after another… I’m ready to face them, but are you, Ari?
Screwdriver Inn Hostess: My customers here don’t care nothin’ about the rumors in town.
Friendly Man: Do you see the strange-looking door to the right of this inn? That’s the automatic vertical transporter. As you probably know, here in Madril, the town has two stories. To get to the second level, you step into the automatic vertical transporter and up you go. How cool is that? I’m sure it’s working now that the Evil King incident is over.
Mr. Know-it-All: Me? They call me Mr. Know-it-All. I’ve never been as furious as I am today. Did you hear about the Club’s cozy-relationship scandal? Ari: Responses: - Yes, I heard about it. -That’s just a rumor. -No, I haven’t heard about it. Mr. Know-it-All: What? The whole town’s talking about it? You mean, I was left out of the loop again? But I bet you don’t know the whole story. It’s like this, according to what I’ve heard. Until know, the ghosts had a scheme, stealing numerous treasures from the general public and important cultural artifacts from the town. And it was the heroes who took these treasures back as they punished the ghosts. The Club oversaw the heroes’ activity. It distributed rewards among the heroes so that they could have a steady income. But that all turned out to be a mere front. The heroes had always dealt with the ghosts under the table playing a fixed race. Oh, this is outrageous! Everything was a trick to fool us, the general public. It really hurts to see people who should be virtuous take a fall. Ah, it hurts! Ooo, it hurts! How it hurts! I didn’t think that having information could be this painful. Rosalyn: Stan, don’t come out now. Mr. Know-it-All: Did you say something? I expect you to explain yourself if you call yourself a hero, too. Rosalyn: I can’t explain myself without evidence. But I will find out the truth. I will, no matter what happens. I can’t just sit here while the good name of heroes is being disgraced and tarnished. Mr. Know-it-All: If proof of the heroes’ guilt or innocence is found, I will take it upon myself to spread the word all over town. But, of course, I may be the last to know, too… Hmmm…if that happens, maybe I should stop calling myself Mr. Know-it-All. I just can’t believe it. I can’t believe the heroes who have been protecting us turned out to be outrageous con-artists. Rosalyn: Watch what you say! Mr. Know-it-All: Oops, sorry! I’ll be waiting for good news.
Greasy Man: Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh. You guys are heeeroes? Must be tough, with all the ruuumors. I hear the ruuumor got started by Mr. Bug, Inc. itseeelf. Whooo would’ve guessed? But this is top-seeecret information. Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh. I don’t belieeeve ruuumors. I only belieeeve what I see with my eyes. So that’s sooort of what I say that there aaare UFOs and aaaliens. I belieeeve because I saw. It’s veeery substantiated. Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh.
become quite popular these days…
Sure, she’s cute, but…
I wonder if I’m jealous.
It’s not like a hero competing with
an idol would do any good…
I guess I’m not sufficiently trained.
I’ve got to get with it…
The hostess here is a little different
from the rest of the folks.
She says she doesn’t care
about the rumors at all.
I wish everyone in town
was like her.
One tough question after another…
I’m ready to face them, but are you,
Ari?
Screwdriver Inn Hostess: My customers here
don’t care nothin’ about
the rumors in town.
Friendly Man: Do you see the strange-looking
door to the right
of this inn?
That’s the automatic vertical transporter.
As you probably know, here in Madril,
the town has two stories.
To get to the second level,
you step into the automatic vertical
transporter and up you go.
How cool is that?
I’m sure it’s working now that
the Evil King incident is over.
Mr. Know-it-All: Me? They call me Mr. Know-it-All.
I’ve never been
as furious as I am today.
Did you hear about
the Club’s cozy-relationship scandal?
Ari: Responses: - Yes, I heard about it.
-That’s just a rumor.
-No, I haven’t heard about it.
Mr. Know-it-All: What?
The whole town’s talking about it?
You mean,
I was left out of the loop again?
But I bet you don’t know
the whole story.
It’s like this,
according to what I’ve heard.
Until know, the ghosts had a scheme,
stealing numerous treasures
from the general public and important
cultural artifacts from the town.
And it was the heroes who took
these treasures back
as they punished the ghosts.
The Club oversaw
the heroes’ activity.
It distributed rewards among
the heroes so that
they could have a steady income.
But that all turned out
to be a mere front.
The heroes had always dealt
with the ghosts under the table
playing a fixed race.
Oh, this is outrageous!
Everything was a trick to fool us,
the general public.
It really hurts to see people
who should be virtuous
take a fall.
Ah, it hurts!
Ooo, it hurts!
How it hurts!
I didn’t think that having information
could be this painful.
Rosalyn: Stan, don’t come out now.
Mr. Know-it-All: Did you say something?
I expect you to explain yourself
if you call yourself a hero, too.
Rosalyn: I can’t explain myself
without evidence.
But I will find out the truth.
I will, no matter what happens.
I can’t just sit here while the good
name of heroes is being disgraced
and tarnished.
Mr. Know-it-All: If proof of the heroes’
guilt or innocence is found,
I will take it upon myself
to spread the word all over town.
But, of course,
I may be the last to know, too…
Hmmm…if that happens,
maybe I should stop
calling myself Mr. Know-it-All.
I just can’t believe it.
I can’t believe the heroes who have
been protecting us turned out to be
outrageous con-artists.
Rosalyn: Watch what you say!
Mr. Know-it-All: Oops, sorry!
I’ll be waiting for good news.
Greasy Man: Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh.
You guys are heeeroes?
Must be tough, with all the ruuumors.
I hear the ruuumor got started
by Mr. Bug, Inc. itseeelf.
Whooo would’ve guessed?
But this is top-seeecret information.
Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh.
I don’t belieeeve ruuumors.
I only belieeeve
what I see with my eyes.
So that’s sooort of what I say that
there aaare UFOs
and aaaliens.
I belieeeve because I saw.
It’s veeery substantiated.
Ghu, hu, ghu, heh, heh.
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