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Feast or Famine
Titania: ...So, what do you think?
Mordecai: Ahh! These are all the favorite foods of the beast tribe. They will be happy.
Lethe: Oscar, you're a chef?
Oscar: That's right.
Lethe: Hah! Great! I can't wait to see the looks on all their faces when they learn that a beorc made all this delicious food!
Oscar: Aww, stop it. You're embarrassing me!
Titania: But it's true! Where did you learn all this, Oscar? You should start teaching classes.
Mordecai: Yes, your food very good! So good, it will be eaten very quickly.
Oscar: Really? Hmm. Do you think I should make more?
Lethe: Us beasts have a healthy appetite, of course. On top of that, we have General Skrimir and Ike. ...Yeah, I'd be surprised if what's here lasted past those two, much less a whole pack of laguz.
Titania: Tsk, you're exaggerating! Ike is a beorc. He couldn't possibly eat as much as someone from the beast tribe. Well, maybe he would. Actually... He most definitely would.
Oscar: Yeah. especially the ribs and steaks.
Lethe: Mordecai. How about we go hunt for more game?
Mordecai: Right!
[Exit Lyre and Mordecai.]
Oscar: There probably aren't enough herbs to flavor everything. I'll go get more.
Titania: My. We might need to harvest an entire mountain.
The Three Brothers
Boyd: So I told him, you know? I thought it was important.
Oscar: Are you sure about this? You're always exaggerating stories to make them more impressive.
Boyd: No, I'm deadly serious! Trust me, you'd have done exactly the same thing if you were there!
???: Oh... I finally found you!
[Enter Woman.]
Woman: Oscar... Boyd.... It's been such a long time.
Oscar: Eep!
Boyd: How did you find us?
???: She's in here!
Woman: Let go!
[Enter Gallian Soldier.]
Gallia: What are you doing here, intruder? You're coming with me!
Woman: No, please! I'm not done yet!
Oscar: Sigh... Please let her go. She's a friend of ours.
Gallia: She is? You should have said something!
[Exit Gallian Soldier.]
Woman: ...Thank you, Oscar. Oh, that was scary!
Boyd: Why did you come here?
Woman: Please. You have to let me see him.
Oscar: I do?
Woman: He's here with you, right!? Let me see Rolf!
Boyd: Uh... Why should we?
Woman: What!?
Boyd: You abandoned him! You left me, Dad, and Rolf for some guy! What kidn of mom does that, huh!?
Woman: I was different back then! I was so young... I didn't know how to raise two kids while looking after your bedridden father. Believe me, I tried! I tried... But it was too difficult.
Boyd: At least you and I aren't related. But, Rolf... That's different. He's your son! Yours! And you left him behind because it was "too hard"!?
Woman: I'm sorry... I've regretted my decision since the day I made it. I thought of you each and every day.
Boyd: My father died not too long after you left him. We'd have followed him, too, if my brother hadn't abandoned his knighthood in Crimea to take care of us!
Woman: I... I had no idea... Oh... I've made a terrible mistake! I'm so sorry. Forgive me.
Boyd: Leave. Now. You've got no right to see Rolf.
Woman: Boyd! Please, I'm begging you! I... I want Rolf to come back and live with me!
Boyd: Lady, you've got some serious nerve. He's our brother! You're not gonna take him away from us!
Oscar: ...Just... wait here. I'll go get Rolf.
Boyd: Oscar?!
Woman: Oscar! Thank you!
Oscar: Don't get the wrong idea. I haven't suddenly forgiven you.
Woman: Then why...?
Oscar: Because you are still Rolf's mother. Nothing in the world will change that. We'll leave it up to Rolf to decide.
[Exit Oscar.]
Boyd: Oscar...
[Screen fades.]
[Screen resumes. Oscar faces Rolf.]
Oscar: Are you sure? Are you sure you don't want to see her?
Rolf: Yeah. I don't even remember her face. She's just another stranger to me.
Oscar: Rolf...
Rolf: I have my family, Oscar. You, Boyd... everyone in the Greil Mercenaries. I don't need anyone else. Why should I let her try and change that?
Oscar: ...
Rolf: Don't look at me like that. Why do you look so sad? I'm not sad.
Oscar: Then I'll ask her to go home.
Rolf: Tell her never to come back. She's being a nuisance.
Oscar: ...Fine.
[Exit Oscar.]
Boyd: Rolf...
Rolf: I... I do love you, Boyd. We fight all the time, and we might not be related, but you're my real brother. Don't make me go away. You can't! I want to stay with you! I want to stay with my family!
Boyd: You little idiot. Of course you can stay! We raised you, remember? You're not some... thing, to give away to a crazy woman! You're one of us.
Rolf: ...Thanks.
Rivals
Kieran: Rahh! Hyahh! Hahh!
Oscar: ...
Kieran: Hiyah! Umph! Hahh!
Oscar: You really push yourself in training, don't you, Kieran?
Kieran: Huh!? Ah, Oscar! You snuck up on me! Only a true rival of mine could accomplish such a feat!
Oscar: I've been watching for half an hour.
Kieran: What!? Then why didn't you say hello? And I would have expected better manners!
Oscar: I did. You didn't notice.
Kieran: Ah, yes! My concentration while training is unbreakable! No one can distract me.
Oscar: Hmm. I wonder if he realizes that he contradicts everything he says.
Kieran: What was that!? If you have something to say, let it out! Speak like a man! Stand tall!
Oscar: Yes, yes. Whatever you say. Here, I got this for you.
Kieran: What is this?
Oscar: This is an Imbue scroll. Imbue is a skill you should learn, especially since you always train until you're soaked in your own blood.
Kieran: I've never heard of such a skill. Is it special?
Oscar: Oh, yes. It's very special.
Kieran: Why would you give such a precious thing to me?!
Oscar: Well, um... I just told you.
Kieran: I cannot accept it! I accept no charity from rivals!
Oscar: Why do you have to be like this?
Kieran: We are equals. I need no favors from you! Run along, now.
Oscar: Sigh.
Kieran: I don't have the time to talk to you. I'm too busy training! Go on, leave!
Oscar: Ahem... It was meant as a symbol of friendship for my lifelong rival.
Kieran: What?!
Oscar: But I guess if you won't accept it, I'll find someone else who will.
Kieran: Wait! I'll take it.
Oscar: You'd swallow your own words?
Kieran: Ugh! Never! However... I note that your lifelong rival is me, and no one else! If your gift will mark me as your lifelong rival, I must have it!
Oscar: That's what I like about you, Sir Simpleton.
Kieran: You insult me!?
Oscar: No, that was a compliment. You're a very... simple... knight. Living only for battle and whatnot.
Kieran: Great! Thanks!
Oscar: Life is boring without you, Kieran.
Titania: ...So, what do you think?
Mordecai: Ahh! These are all the favorite foods of the beast tribe. They will be happy.
Lethe: Oscar, you're a chef?
Oscar: That's right.
Lethe: Hah! Great! I can't wait to see the looks on all their faces when they learn that a beorc made all this delicious food!
Oscar: Aww, stop it. You're embarrassing me!
Titania: But it's true! Where did you learn all this, Oscar? You should start teaching classes.
Mordecai: Yes, your food very good! So good, it will be eaten very quickly.
Oscar: Really? Hmm. Do you think I should make more?
Lethe: Us beasts have a healthy appetite, of course. On top of that, we have General Skrimir and Ike. ...Yeah, I'd be surprised if what's here lasted past those two, much less a whole pack of laguz.
Titania: Tsk, you're exaggerating! Ike is a beorc. He couldn't possibly eat as much as someone from the beast tribe. Well, maybe he would. Actually... He most definitely would.
Oscar: Yeah. especially the ribs and steaks.
Lethe: Mordecai. How about we go hunt for more game?
Mordecai: Right!
[Exit Lyre and Mordecai.]
Oscar: There probably aren't enough herbs to flavor everything. I'll go get more.
Titania: My. We might need to harvest an entire mountain.
The Three Brothers
Boyd: So I told him, you know? I thought it was important.
Oscar: Are you sure about this? You're always exaggerating stories to make them more impressive.
Boyd: No, I'm deadly serious! Trust me, you'd have done exactly the same thing if you were there!
???: Oh... I finally found you!
[Enter Woman.]
Woman: Oscar... Boyd.... It's been such a long time.
Oscar: Eep!
Boyd: How did you find us?
???: She's in here!
Woman: Let go!
[Enter Gallian Soldier.]
Gallia: What are you doing here, intruder? You're coming with me!
Woman: No, please! I'm not done yet!
Oscar: Sigh... Please let her go. She's a friend of ours.
Gallia: She is? You should have said something!
[Exit Gallian Soldier.]
Woman: ...Thank you, Oscar. Oh, that was scary!
Boyd: Why did you come here?
Woman: Please. You have to let me see him.
Oscar: I do?
Woman: He's here with you, right!? Let me see Rolf!
Boyd: Uh... Why should we?
Woman: What!?
Boyd: You abandoned him! You left me, Dad, and Rolf for some guy! What kidn of mom does that, huh!?
Woman: I was different back then! I was so young... I didn't know how to raise two kids while looking after your bedridden father. Believe me, I tried! I tried... But it was too difficult.
Boyd: At least you and I aren't related. But, Rolf... That's different. He's your son! Yours! And you left him behind because it was "too hard"!?
Woman: I'm sorry... I've regretted my decision since the day I made it. I thought of you each and every day.
Boyd: My father died not too long after you left him. We'd have followed him, too, if my brother hadn't abandoned his knighthood in Crimea to take care of us!
Woman: I... I had no idea... Oh... I've made a terrible mistake! I'm so sorry. Forgive me.
Boyd: Leave. Now. You've got no right to see Rolf.
Woman: Boyd! Please, I'm begging you! I... I want Rolf to come back and live with me!
Boyd: Lady, you've got some serious nerve. He's our brother! You're not gonna take him away from us!
Oscar: ...Just... wait here. I'll go get Rolf.
Boyd: Oscar?!
Woman: Oscar! Thank you!
Oscar: Don't get the wrong idea. I haven't suddenly forgiven you.
Woman: Then why...?
Oscar: Because you are still Rolf's mother. Nothing in the world will change that. We'll leave it up to Rolf to decide.
[Exit Oscar.]
Boyd: Oscar...
[Screen fades.]
[Screen resumes. Oscar faces Rolf.]
Oscar: Are you sure? Are you sure you don't want to see her?
Rolf: Yeah. I don't even remember her face. She's just another stranger to me.
Oscar: Rolf...
Rolf: I have my family, Oscar. You, Boyd... everyone in the Greil Mercenaries. I don't need anyone else. Why should I let her try and change that?
Oscar: ...
Rolf: Don't look at me like that. Why do you look so sad? I'm not sad.
Oscar: Then I'll ask her to go home.
Rolf: Tell her never to come back. She's being a nuisance.
Oscar: ...Fine.
[Exit Oscar.]
Boyd: Rolf...
Rolf: I... I do love you, Boyd. We fight all the time, and we might not be related, but you're my real brother. Don't make me go away. You can't! I want to stay with you! I want to stay with my family!
Boyd: You little idiot. Of course you can stay! We raised you, remember? You're not some... thing, to give away to a crazy woman! You're one of us.
Rolf: ...Thanks.
Rivals
Kieran: Rahh! Hyahh! Hahh!
Oscar: ...
Kieran: Hiyah! Umph! Hahh!
Oscar: You really push yourself in training, don't you, Kieran?
Kieran: Huh!? Ah, Oscar! You snuck up on me! Only a true rival of mine could accomplish such a feat!
Oscar: I've been watching for half an hour.
Kieran: What!? Then why didn't you say hello? And I would have expected better manners!
Oscar: I did. You didn't notice.
Kieran: Ah, yes! My concentration while training is unbreakable! No one can distract me.
Oscar: Hmm. I wonder if he realizes that he contradicts everything he says.
Kieran: What was that!? If you have something to say, let it out! Speak like a man! Stand tall!
Oscar: Yes, yes. Whatever you say. Here, I got this for you.
Kieran: What is this?
Oscar: This is an Imbue scroll. Imbue is a skill you should learn, especially since you always train until you're soaked in your own blood.
Kieran: I've never heard of such a skill. Is it special?
Oscar: Oh, yes. It's very special.
Kieran: Why would you give such a precious thing to me?!
Oscar: Well, um... I just told you.
Kieran: I cannot accept it! I accept no charity from rivals!
Oscar: Why do you have to be like this?
Kieran: We are equals. I need no favors from you! Run along, now.
Oscar: Sigh.
Kieran: I don't have the time to talk to you. I'm too busy training! Go on, leave!
Oscar: Ahem... It was meant as a symbol of friendship for my lifelong rival.
Kieran: What?!
Oscar: But I guess if you won't accept it, I'll find someone else who will.
Kieran: Wait! I'll take it.
Oscar: You'd swallow your own words?
Kieran: Ugh! Never! However... I note that your lifelong rival is me, and no one else! If your gift will mark me as your lifelong rival, I must have it!
Oscar: That's what I like about you, Sir Simpleton.
Kieran: You insult me!?
Oscar: No, that was a compliment. You're a very... simple... knight. Living only for battle and whatnot.
Kieran: Great! Thanks!
Oscar: Life is boring without you, Kieran.