is there a blacksmith here? where's the smith?
you, priest, come here.  get to work on him.  he's not ready for heaven yet.  there's a hundred thousand livres on his head if i get him to paris alive.  start * praying.  there's fifteen livres in it for you if he lives.
get that helmet off.  get hammers, anything you can find.  * and one of you get back down into the valley and fetch an armorer.
how is he?
leave him for a while. there are * a few souls out here you can help on their way to heaven. ten sous * a soul to you.  come on.
eighty men. ten women. eighteen children and forty-five slaves.
turtles' eggs, sir.  doctor correa was shipping them to the royal zoo.  i think they hoped some of them would hatch.