Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-We're going to be here all night. -Rude.

We are now the only people west of the Fold with this information.

-You're shorter than I am. -Okay. Dubrov, Mikhael, this is Alina.

That's how we travel.

Give me a day. I'll have a plan.

Why are you here if we're supposed to keep things dark?

It's for the owner of the Orchid.

Stay away from him.

But Pekka will.

I'll put you on that ship with an advance.

[soldier] How about some whiskey?

[plate clatters]

He could afford it.

I'm in need of a Heartrender tonight for a million-kruge job.

I'll find my way back to you.

Someone else got her.

I'm Ravkan. On the cartography team.

Or else someone will put a rifle in it instead.

The point is, either it was a group effort or a ghost.

-It's really not… -Critical?

Sergeant! What now?

Maybe he doesn't know.

[Mal screaming]

I like my feet, thank you.

Orders are orders.

-And what was damaged? -Nothing major.

Well, it's not for me. It's for a friend.

I'll write you a letter.

And we have an exclusive on this job.

Final bets! Final bets!

Where is the rest of your crew?

[creature growling]

Get off this boat now, or I'll carry you off.

Petya, how did this happen?

A Heartrender? Why?

Even if I'm nice, my boss will call the stadwatch on you.