+ Good afternoon, sir.
I don’t want to trouble you, but…
- Well, you certainly do bother me young lad.
What do you want?
+ I have come to you because I need a favour.
You see, I am getting married and I need some money. - Marriage!?
Let me tell you something: Love is nothing but a chimera, a socially accepted nonsense, a… wait you said something about money, didn’t you?
+ Yes, I wondered whether I could have a rise.
It would mean a lot to me if you did.
I want to give my fiancé the wedding she deserves.
- mmm Would it be evil of me to give him a money, I know he cannot give me back?
I don’t think so ha ha ha!
Young fellow I’ll give you the money, but remember to pay your debt. + Fantastic!
Katherine is going to be excited when I tell her we finally have the money to pay for our wedding.
My father-in-law, William MacGregor, is an old man and he cannot give us much money.
These are wonderful news, thank you so much, sir.
- William MacGregor you say?!!
+ Yes, do you know him? - Yes, I do.
He stole my beloved from me, and he married her.
His image still torments me in dreams.
I’ll never help in any way my arch-enemy.
I’m not giving you the money, your family’s sorrow will be my sweetest drink. +What?
Please reconsider my request.
Do not let old grudges change your mind!
- You little... little... how dare you to tell me how I shall behave!?
+No, sir, I would never do that, but you must admit you are being irrational.
-I don’t tolerate this offence. Go!
Get a sword, I see you at 5:00 o’clock in the street.
Now this is a question of honour. + Ok, sir.
If you want to go this way, I'll go fetch a sword.