Trish: All right, come one, come all! I'll be givin' out bruisin's for free!
Serenoa: Whatever treasure you seek, it isn't here. Leave now and save us all unnecessary trouble.
Trish: Shut yer trap! That's exactly what someone with treasure would say, an' we're comin' for it!
Trish: Now, what say you to a li'l wheelin' and dealin'? Hand it over, an' we'll let you go with yer lives.
Serenoa: We'll have no truck with bandits. Continue this folly at your own peril.
Trish: You stubborn, greedy nobles! I'm not lettin' you besmirch my family name!
Trish: I'm gettin' that treasure as tribute for poor ol' Pa!
Bandit: You talk like he kicked the bucket, Trish.
Trish: Less yappin' and more killin', if ye please!
Trish: Gah... It ain't over yet!
Trish: I'll make you feel that, but thrice as bad!
Trish: All right, it's my turn. Now, don't move and this'll all be over soon.
Trish: Son of a swine herder... I can't go back to Pa empty-handed...
