User:Blood Ox/Dialogue/Eminent Domain

Opening
"As a young girl, Delilah was a baker's apprentice in Dunwall Tower. Years later, a painter in Sokolov's circle.

Barrister Arnold Timsh paid her to paint portraits.

''Him, I knew. A nobleman, born rich, and now he was making a second fortune seizing the assets of plague victims for the Lord Regent.''

''But Barrister Timsh was also fighting a private war with his own niece. Something to do with the family fortune.''

''Lurk was probably right – we needed to speak with the niece first. Her feud with the old Barrister was something we could use.''

''I got a message to the Barrister's niece, and she claimed to know things about Delilah no one else did. But the knowledge would have a price.''

''I wasn't surprised. I went to meet her."''

Low chaos
Billie Lurk chokes a guard (low chaos).

"I was gentle. He'll snore for an hour.

''Thalia should be waiting in Treaver's Close. It's an alley just past the wall of light. You'll know it by three whitewashed skulls."''

Billie Lurk stabs a guard (high chaos).

"One more body shouldn't matter, right?

''Thalia should be waiting in Treaver's Close. It's an alley just past the wall of light. You'll know it by three whitewashed skulls."''

The way we do things
A Watch Lower Guard and a City Watch Officer talk near the docks.

Guard: "It's quiet out here. Like a different city."

Officer: "It's the way we do things in the legal district. Stop trouble before it starts. The way the Barrister likes it."

Guard: "I hear General Turnbull is coming to inspect. Going to make the whole city run like this."

Officer: "It's about time."

Hatter ambush
Thalia was caught by a Hatter in Treaver's Close.

Hatter: "Spit it out, you rich little brat! What's your name? Who's paying for those rich clothes?"

Thalia: "You're threatening the wrong person. If I were you, I would strongly consider leaving while you still can."

Hatter: "Really? Where do you live? Probably some mansion on Clavering, right? C'mon--let's have it. Or I start cutting."

Thalia: "I'm telling you now, walk away. You're making a mistake."

Hatter: "Oh yeah? How so?"

Thalia: "I'm here to meet a man named Daud."

Hatter: "Hahaha! The great assassin? Oh, I'm really quakin' in my boots now. Left a proper stain in my britches. Tell me, why would he meet a lady like you?"

Thalia: "Because I'm hiring him to kill a person, and I'm paying him a lot of money. Money you will never see because you'll soon be gasping for breath at the end of Daud's blade."

Hatter: "Shutup. That ain't true."

Thalia: "Isn't it? Your fear is obvious. You reek of it, among other things."

Hatter: "I tell you what I think--I think you and captain whatshisface over there were sneakin' off for a night o' hanky panky, only your daddy don't approve of you makin' out with a lowly watch officer. How 'bout that?"

Thalia: "I'm sorry I told you to run. In fact I'd like you to remain right here. Daud is very likely watching us right now. Considering how to kill you."

Hatter: "You've got guts, I'll give you that. Sticking with a lie like that - I know a few con artists that could learn from you."

Same Hatter, idle

 * "What's the matter? Too good to talk to a guy like me?"
 * "Where do you live, sweetie?"
 * "C'mon rich girl. Spit it out. What's your name?"
 * "You're a real pretty girl. Dressed nice, well fed. No scars. Someone in this town's going to pay you to keep you healthy."
 * "My patience ain't endless girlie."

Hatters ambushed, when approached from behind
Hatter 1: "How long are we going to put the squeeze on her?"

Hatter 2: "Long as it takes. Look at her clothes. She'll talk. And when she does, we'll be in the money."

Same characters when Daud is noticed
Hatter: "Oh, no. No, no, no, I didn't touch her, Daud, I swear. I took the bodyguard but that was all."

Thalia: "Ha! I told you he was coming!"

Talking to Thalia if any Hatter is left
"There are still Hatters around!" "It's not safe!" "Get rid of those thugs first!"

Thalia's offer
Thalia: "Look at you. The master assassin. So you want to know about Delilah. Well, my uncle is bewitched by her so he won't tell you anything. I require only two things. Get rid of my uncle. And bring me his last will and testament. In exchange I'll tell you what you want to know about Delilah Copperspoon *and* I'll pay you cold hard coin for your trouble. Come back to me when it's done. Let's meet at the docks when you return."

If Timsh has already been killed and his last will and testament recovered

Daud: "I already took care of your uncle. And here's the will."

Thalia: "Already? He's really gone isn't he? My how odd that feels. But you were promised information. Well, my uncle came under Delilah's spell. He was obsessed with her. Everyone knew she'd been a servant at the Tower before she studided under Sokolov. She was a painter, an artist. Beneath my family's class, for certain. My uncle became infatuated. But he looked older, and made us keep candles lit all night. He was afraid of the dark. One night we all went to Waverly – Boyle's – for a seance. It was an amusement. We didn't know what we were doing. I thought only the dead appeared at seances. But suddenly Delilah was in the room with us. She was there, but not there. We saw her as if she was very far away, standing in the old Brigmore Manor, painting at an easel, painting a name. It was your name, Daud. That's all I know. I hope you find what you're looking for."

Thalia, idle

 * "It's a good thing I talked to you before my uncle did.
 * "My grandmother's been on her deathbed for years. Now that she's really going, and I'm turning eighteen, he's terrified."
 * "I'll tell you all you need to know... once the job's done."

Locked up district
An officer and a lower guard discusses in front of the almshouse

Officer: "The captain locked up the Legal District."

Lower guard "Why's that?"

Officer: "The Hatters have been trying to get in lately. We don't need any more burglaries."

Lower guard "He better keep his eye on the key them. Hatters are likely to come after it."

At the district's gate
A lower guard congratulates an officer

Lower guard "Sir?"

Officer: "What is it?"

Lower guard "I just wanted to say... congratulations on getting your own squad."

Another conversation with the same NPCs
Lower guard "Shouldn't we have more men, sir? I heard the Hatters claimed this block."

Officer: "We're the Watch, fool. You're worth any five of those street filth. Try to remember that."

Daud finding the key missing from the captain's quarters

 * "Looks like the Hatters beat me to the key."

Hatter's turf
After checking the locked gate to the Legal Plaza and approaching the Black Friar, two Hatters discuss Chauncy's fate

Blanchfield: "Sammy says you know what happened to Chauncy."

Red-shirt Hatter: "Sammy says a lot. All I know's what Chauncy did."

Blanchfield: "Yeah? So. Let's have it."

Red-shirt Hatter: "He did a little bit of climbing, got into the watch's office. Stole us a key to the Legal District so we can get in at night and shake down some lawyer types."

Blanchfield: "That's my boy. But what happened next?"

In Low Chaos:

Red-shirt Hatter: "You know how he is, couldn't stop talking about the key, wanted to try it out I guess. He went up the street and I bet one of the watch got him."

Blanchfield: "So what happened?"

Red-shirt Hatter: "I found him and dragged him back her but he didn't make it."

Blanchfield: "Then what are we waitin' for? Let's go kill us some of the watch! An eye for an eye!"

In High Chaos:

Red-shirt Hatter: "I dunno. He took the key when he went to loot some of them top floor suites across the street. I guess he felt lucky. But maybe he wasn't cuz he ain't back yet."

Blanchfield: "You think something happened to him?"

Red-shirt Hatter: "How should I know? He hasn't come back yet. It's been hours."

Blanchfield: "Look, if something happened to Chauncy... Maybe you should -"

Regardless of chaos:

Red-shirt Hatter: "Screw you Blanchfield. I ain't breaking my neck."

Blanchfield: "Hey, you're some friend! Remind me to forget about you if I ever need back up!"

Billie on a rooftop after completing the mission
"I saw Thalia. She's waiting where she said she'd be."

The Butchers' vengeance
Three butchers are waiting at the Waterfront's gate for Daud if Rothwild was assassinated/tortured and the slaughterhouse left intact.

If Rothwild was tortured:

Butcher 1: "We know he's coming here. Just keep clear of the Watch and the Hatters, so when we get Daud we can take our time. Just like the boss would want it."

If Rothwild was killed:

Butcher 1: "We know he's coming here. Just keep clear of the Watch and the Hatters. Don't start any fights. We want a nice clean payback for what he did to the boss. A death for a death."

Regardless of choice:

Butcher 2: "Kill him, is what I say. Daud's a legend. We won't take chances."

Butcher 1: "Not a chance. After what he did to Bundry, he's going to beg for death before he goes."

Butcher 2: "They say assassins don't feel pain. They learn how to turn it off."

Butcher 1: "I've been in the butchers for eight years. I know what makes a man scream."

Reward
If Timsh has already been killed and his last will and testament recovered before meeting Thalia:

Daud: "I already took care of your uncle. And here's the will."

Thalia: "Already? He's really gone isn't he? My how odd that feels.

If Timsh was neutralized:

Daud: "The Barrister's enemies caught up to him. He's in custody as a plague victim.. Here's the will, as agreed."

Thalia: "That'll do nicely. Perhaps better."

If Timsh was killed after meeting her:

Daud: "Your uncle is dead. This is his will, as agreed.

Thalia: "Uncle's dead. I've killed now, haven't I? My how odd that feels.

Regardless of choice:

Thalia: "But you were promised information. Well, my uncle came under Delilah's spell. He was obsessed with her. Everyone knew she'd been a servant at the Tower before she studied under Sokolov. She was a painter, an artist. Beneath my family's class, for certain. My uncle became infatuated. But he looked older, and made us keep candles lit all night. He was afraid of the dark. One night we all went to Waverly – Boyle's – for a seance. It was an amusement. We didn't know what we were doing. I thought only the dead appeared at seances. But suddenly Delilah was in the room with us. She was there, but not there. We saw her as if she was very far away, standing in the old Brigmore Manor, painting at an easel, painting a name. It was your name, Daud. That's all I know. I hope you find what you're looking for."

Thalia idle after mission

 * "I'll be leaving soon."
 * "Goodbye, Daud."

Billie, end of mission
If Timsh was killed

Billie: "So much for the good Barrister. He had it coming though. Men like him can never trust anyone. His own niece turned on him. Are you ready to go?"

Billie: "Timsh is ruined. He'll rot in Coldridge Prison if they don't send him to the Flooded District. It's... poetic, I suppose. Maybe I was wrong about you, Daud. Are you ready to go?"

If chosen "Yes."

Daud: "Let's go home."

If chosen "Not yet."

Daud: "Not yet."

Billie at the gate
Billie: "Daud."

Daud: "Scout up ahead. Try to find out where Timsh is."

Billie: "There's an equipment stash on the rooftops nearby. We've been anticipating doing a hit on Timsh for some time."

Daud: "I know. Half the city wants him dead. We'll earn some gold on this one. I'll meet you up ahead."

Simmons and the officer
Simmons has a conversation with an officer at the district's entrance.

Simmons: "I caught him snooping around nearby. He won't say who he is or what he's doing, but I locked him up just to be safe. He seems familiar to me - reminds me of someone who used to do business with Timsh, but I'm not sure."

Officer: "Good work, Simmons. Now that's handled, we can move on. You got the orders from Timsh, right? What's the next address?"

Simmons: "Crow's Court, off Brambly Street. But there's a problem, sir. The Forrestals live there and their kids used to sneak us food at the back door. I know it's the job, sir, but it's awfully hard seeing'em turned out like this. They don't even have the plague. I been there last week."

Officer: "Excellent. Simmons, you'll show me this back stoop and we'll go in that way, start tallying the place up. You've given us the tactical advantage. We'll get Timsh his money."

Simmons: "But - sir!"

Officer: "I'll put it another way. You think I care which door we kick in tomorrow? The next day? Behind each is another useless pack of aristocrats sots and their precious offspring. And I don't care if the all end up mudlarks."

Simmons: "Sir, they've been good to me."

Officer: "Simmons, before I worked for Barrister Timsh I was dredging out the real Weeper dens. Ever done that? Ever broken down a door and bathed in that stench? Fought housewives with blood on their faces swinging at you with a piece of broken furniture. Other times it's just rats inside, hundreds of them stripping some drunk to the bone. Maybe you'd like to be transferred to my old squad?"

Simmons: "No, sir. Certainly not."

Officer: "I used to call myself brave, Simmons, til I saw a man lose a fight with a pile of rats. So When Barrister Timsh says all I've got to do is rough up a rich bastard, cuff him a few times til he stops talking about his rights, I jump at the chance. I cry with happiness, you understand me?"

Simmons: "Yes sir. We'll approach from the back stoop. They won't be alarmed when they see me."

Officer: "Right. Good man. It's them or us. No room for heroes in the time of plague. Just do you job and I'll make sure you keep this posting."

Meeting Roland
Roland: "It's Daud, isn't it? You wouldn't be in this district unless you were after Timsh's head."

Daud: "What do you want?"

Roland: "Revenge. To do to Timsh what he did to me. I want him homeless, a victim of one of his own eviction documents. I've prepared one, complete with the forged signature of the Lord Regent. Please go to my old apartment. It's right next to Timsh's estate. Here's the address, but I doubt you can get inside from the streets. There you'll find my journal which contains the entire plot, and everything you'll need. But you're a businessman, like I once was. I don't expect you do this for free. If you go to my apartment, you'll find something stashed there. Consider it your payment in advance."

Roland, idle

 * "The Barrister dying would be nothing to me. I want to see his own ruin. I want to taste it."
 * "You think I'm being needlessly cruel? You don't know what he does all day, then. Fancy Barrister Arnold Timsh signs a document, then the watch is at your door, dragging your wife into a plague wagon."
 * "I fought. Didn't even know I could fight. I broke a man's nose. I wish they'd killed me."
 * "You don't know what's happening in the city until you've seen the flooded district. I crawled over bodies. I don't even know if they were alive."

Soldiers at the plaza
A Watch officer discuss with a soldier

Officer: "Regular army, that's unusual. What's the occasion?"

Soldier: "The General's on his way. Things got nasty in the upper city. We handled it."

Officer: "One less mess for the watch to clean up."

Billie scouting
If Timsh is on the ground floor

"He's in the lobby, explaining his little system."

If Timsh is on the third floor

"He's justifying himself to the rats in his office right now, just inside the top balcony. There he is. See him? I imagine you could hit him from here. I'll stick around if you don't mind. I'd like to watch."

If Daud takes out Timsh in one shot

"A true shot. It's a shame you still have to go inside and find the will. We could just go back to Rudshore otherwise."

If Timsh is on the top floor

"His lordship the Barrister is up in his bedroom. Top Floor. Don't make me describe what's happening."

Billie at the shrine
"I've always wondered – what does he smell like? Rotting flesh? Wildflowers? Does he ask you questions? I wonder when he'll speak to me."

Idling by the shrine if Timsh has not been dealt with:

"I hope he dies a lingering death."

Idling by the shrine if Timsh was killed:

"It's always satisfying, killing a rich bastard like Timsh."

Idling by the shrine if Timsh was arrested:

"I'l admit--I didn't think the arrest was going to work. I guess that's why you're calling the shots."

After Outsider's appearance:

"You were in a daze. I hope it was enlightening."

Lawyers wondering where Timsh is
First floor, if Timsh starts on the 3rd

Sterret: "I can't find the Barrister."

Gerwin: "Maybe you should stop running to him with every little crisis. He's in his office upstairs convening with his guard."

First floor, if Timsh starts on the 4th

Sterret: "Where do you suppose Barrister Timsh has gotten off to?"

Gerwin: "Another fight with that shrew of a nice. He's gone to the top floor to cool off, where it's quiet."

Captain Blossom and an estate guard
Third floor, if Timsh starts on the 1st

Guard: "What a relief. After Thalia's visit this morning I thought the Barrister was ready to start a war. Now he's downstairs laughing."

Blossom: "He put her in her place. even with all his maneuverings, it's the simple victories that give him the most pleasure, I think."

Third floor, if Timsh starts on the 4th

Guard: "I can't find the Barrister. Doesn't he know General Turnbull is coming?"

Blossom: "Upstairs in his study. You know how he gets after his niece visits. He hates her. She feels the same."

Guard: "Some family. Sounds like mine."

An estate officer and Melissa the maidservant
Second floor, if Timsh starts on the 3rd

Melissa: "Did they take everyone from the waterfront? I heard it's like a ghost town over there."

Officer: "Yeah, all of them. once we see signs of the plague, we come down hard. You don't go through there on your way home, do you?"

Melissa: "No, I swear it."

Officer: "Yeah, you sure?"

Melissa: "I swear it."

Officer: "You better stay nice to me."

Melissa: "Of course. I have to go now."

Timsh starting on the ground floor, with the lawyers
Timsh: "Naturally I have little cause for concern. The Lord Regent's tended to that, granting me special immunity to all legal provisions concerning the plague."

Gerwin: "Of course! The regent needs the smartest and most capable in the city unencumbered by plague provisions."

Timsh: "Quite. I keep the document with me all times. You never know when you'll need it."

Sterret: "Uh, what makes you among the smartest, would you say? Just an example."

Timsh: "Take the rat plague. Boo hoo, yes? What a calamity? Half the city is bleeding out its eyes."

Sterret: "Half the people I know have been ruined."

Timsh: "Meanwhile I've tripled my fortune. Go ahead, ask me how."

Sterret: "How sir?"

Timsh: "The key is to create a buffer zone. Take the areas that surrounded the hives of infection, and blockade them. Empty them. What do you think these guards do all day?"

Gerwin: "Go into the core city, where the plague's worse. Make sure folks who've got it worst get out to the flooded district. Turn over anything they got to the public trust."

Timsh: "Useless. Anybody who's got the plague, they sell all their goods just to buy some crackpot cure. And they'll fight. We're losing men every day. But the middle class..."

Gerwin: "Of course!"

Timsh: "I'm using the law. Sending men in to evict middle class families before the plague even appears. They have money. What's the point of evicting poor people? They're dying anyway."

Sterret: "Well said, sir."

Timsh: "And shopkeepers can't fight worth a damn, so no one gets hurt. And now there's almost a full ring of empty houses all around the High City."

Sterret: "You ought to be the Lord Regent yourself, sir."

Timsh: "Shut up."

Sterret: "Sorry, sir."

Timsh starting on the 4th floor, harassing Melissa the servant
Timsh: "Thank you for coming, Melissa. It's been a hard week, and I get so terribly depressed sometimes, but you always make me smile. Even in spite of everything."

Melissa: "Thank you, sir. And how is your mother? Or do you mean the situation in the city? I'm not sure I quite understand what I'm doing here."

Timsh: "Just listening. Things have been hard. The Lord Regent depends on me to help control the spread of the plague. There aren't easy decisions. This document I carry granting me immunity isn't a blessing, it's a burden. It carries so much responsibility."

Melissa: "We all depend on you, sir."

Timsh: "There you go again, making me smile. I have an idea. Why don't you stay at the house tonight? I'll be working late, and there's more than enough room in my chambers for a delicate creature like you."

Melissa: "Oh, no, sir. I wouldn't want to impose."

Timsh: "It's no bother. We can share a bottle and pass the dreary hours together."

Melissa: "I couldn't. My husband will be waiting."

Timsh: "Hm. It's only just occurred to me, the late coach isn't running tonight. It's not my fault, it's the Regent, he said to keep it standing by, just in case I'm needed."

Melissa: "But sir,. I live out past the old walls. That's why I needed it."

Timsh: "I know! That's why I'm concerned. The plague's headed west this past week. I've heard of weepers on Market Street, even on Finfick Lane. I'd hate to think of you making that walk alone. But you know best, I suppose. We all make our decisions."

Melissa: "Yes... that's true. Sir, I think it would be my pleasure to stay with you tonight."

Timsh: "Good, then it's settled. I think I'll start this evening with a bath. Until then feel free to relax. You're off duty for now."

Melissa: "Yes, sir. I'll just... relax. Have a drink, maybe. It could be a long night."

1st conversation
Timsh: "Have you been to Morley? I try to make it at least once a year. Maybe on my next voyage, you could come along."

Melissa: "But, sir, I have responsibilities here. And people would think it was odd."

Timsh: "Nonsense. Just a business trip. These happen more often than you think. You really need to expand your horizons."

2nd conversation
Timsh: "I should pick out some things for you from my mother's jewelry. I imagine some would look quite fetching on you, and goodness knows they're not doing her any good."

Melissa: "Oh, I couldn't... I really couldn't."

1st conversation, with blond-haired lawyer, J. Sterret
Sterret: "Losing the Pendletons - how much will that impact us?"

Timsh: "It's nothing. Have you met the brother? Trevor Pendleton. He's a drunk and a fop. I've never met a more useless individual."

2nd conversation, with black-haired lawyer, B. Gerwin
Gerwin: "Oh, didn't I tell you Arnold? The Kruller case went swimmingly. All the right parties were exonerated. You'll see the results on your ledger early next week."

Timsh: "Splendid. I knew I brought you into the firm for a reason. Keep up the good work, my friend."

1st conversation
Timsh: "What does she know. Young people. Of course they think they can judge us."

Blossom: "She's sensitive, sir. Isn't that what they call it?"

Timsh: "Sensitive people are wrecking this city. Sensitive people don't collect taxes, and they don't burn out the slums or create the buffer zones we need."

Blossom: "Quite right, sir."

Timsh: "Her tinny little voice calling me a monster. As if this is Dunwall's first plague. As if I didn't watch my own grandmother cough her life out. We'll all die, Captain Blossom, if this isn't stopped. All of us."

Blossom: "Yes, sir."

Timsh: "And when it's over she can go to her parties at the Boyles or simmers in the Serkonan coastal towns with the money I've salvaged for her out of this. But first she'll stay where I put her."

Blossom: "Yes, sir. You're a good uncle, sir. If I can say that."

Timsh: "When will the Regent's man be getting here? What was his name?"

Blossom: "General Turnbull, sir. He was expected some thirty minutes ago, but sent an envoy to communicate his delay. He'll be here within the hour."

Timsh: "Very well. It makes me uneasy. The Regent didn't notify me about this. I wander if it's... no, I need not worry. I carry the Lord Regent's signature in my pocket, granting me full immunity to all plague provisions. I doubt even this general has such far reaching protection."

Blossom: "I know of none else who do, sir."

2nd conversation
Timsh: "What do you suppose is taking Turnbull so long?"

Blossom: "If I remember right -a gang of weepers blocking Clavering. A prison uprising. Another witchcraft scare. A malfunctioning wall of light fried half his squad. Possible suspect in the Sokolov affair. That's from this morning. Then in the Lower City I heard -"

Timsh: "Thank you, Scott. That's more than enough."

Blossom: "Right, sir. I'm just saying - General Turnbull has a lot on his plate."

3rd conversation
Timsh: "You recall when we used to hunt Longhorned Gazelle on the Northen coast of Serkonos, don't you Scott? Whatever happened to those days."

Blossom: "Your mother's declining health, sir. And the plague."

Timsh: "Just the two of us and a pair of wheel-locks. We'll do it again someday."

When Timsh spots Daud
"Daud? Here? Who sent you? Killing me won't solve anything!"

Timsh speaking with Delilah's statue
"Delilah! Listen to me! You don't understand the position I'm in! I had to say those things about you. They were saying I was crazy, or worse. Don't you know they're hanging people for witchcraft now? Last night they stopped my carriage in Holger Square. The Overseers don't care about rank, or a piece of paper from the Lord Regent. I don't know what you're planning, and I don't want to know. I know they found the heir to the throne, and I know you're part of it. And your paintings that think or, speak, or whatever it is they do. Delilah, I won't tell you to stop, I know you're proud. I just don't want you to be killed. Bollocks! She can't hear me at all.

Daud and Delilah
Daud: "Who are you?"

Delilah: "I understand your curiosity. I'm strange. I was a baker's apprentice in Dunwall Tower, a friend to Jessamine when we were girls. Then - afterward - I made my name as a painter. Now I'm obviously something much greater. I hope that satisfies you, because you won't get more. I ought to kill you, but I'm going to give you a warning for the sake of my sisters, who were very impressed with you once upon a time: stay away from me. There are great changes coming, and I'll expect you not to interfere. I have influence in places you won't expect. But for Arnold Timsh? Do what you want, I won't hold a grudge. I'm done with him."

Billie appearing right after
Billie: "Is that who you were looking for? Well she's a bit of a bitch. And the artwork's hopeless. I know you have your reasons."

Daud, upon recovering the last will and testament of Timsh's mother
"That's strange. Timsh doesn't name himself the beneficiary in the will. He's giving the inheritance to Delilah..."

Discussing Timsh's death, officer and guard
An estate guard and an estate officer on the third floor discuss of the actions to take following Timsh's recent murder or arrest.

Guard: "With Timsh gone we need all the help we can get. Like that woman Delilah -"

Officer: "Shut up! You want to bring that crazy woman back down on us? Don't even say her name."

Discussing Timsh's death, servant and captain
Melissa the harassed maidservant discuss Timsh's death with Captain Blossom on the third floor.

Melissa: "Horrible, isn't it, Captain? But he did so much worse, himself. We all know that, don't we?"

Blossom: "After the Pendletons and the High Overseer, there's no way to ignore this one. A man goes after the city's leaders, we hunt him down. What's the alternative?"

Melissa: "Yes, sir. I wonder what will happen to us now?"

Discussing Timsh's death, Lawyers
The lawyers Sterret (blond) and Gerwin (black) are discussing Timsh's recent murder on the first floor

Sterret: "I thought I ordered brandy an hour ago. Is the Clock Tower slow? I swear it's been an hour."

Gerwin: "Brandy? It's all gone to the void here, and YOU'RE worried about the quality of the service!"

Sterret: "Nobody's safe, that's what I've learned. Key to surviving this city, I'll tell you, is remembering that. Humility. Anybody could go at any moment. Got to enjoy your life. And attack'em when they're down, that's the other one."

Gerwin: "True words, my friend."

Maids noticing the smell
Melissa and another smell notice the smell in the basement

Melissa: "I don't know, but it smells like something died in the circulator. Let's got out back and wait for it to clear out."

Maid: "Ugh, what is that horrible smell?"

Turnbull arrives when the odorous sack is placed, Timsh is alive
Timsh: "Urgh, what is that horrible stench. I can barely breathe. OH! ... General Turnbull, yes, I was expecting you. Please, come--"

Turnbull: "Timsh! It smells like a weeper den. I thought we were secure."

Timsh: "And we are. The neighborhood is swept three times a week."

Turnbull: "Barrister Timsh--"

Timsh: "Please, call me Arnold. We're friends!"

If Timsh still has his letter of immunity

Timsh: "Here, this will clear things up for you. The Regent's arranged it."

Turnbull: "By the way, I don't think I ever got your first name."

Timsh: "Few do. And this document... seems to be in order. But we can't meet under these... conditions. We'll wait for the building to air out, and then conduct our business."

If Timsh no longer has his letter

Timsh: "Here, this will clear things up for you. The Regent's... huh... That's... odd. The document's gone missing... as has my key."

Turnbull: "This is the man the Regent thinks so highly of? Pathetic... Regardless, we can't meet like this. We'll wait for the building to air out, conduct our meeting then."

Timsh: "Of course... I must find that document... and my key! Where could I have left them..."

If the letter was exchanged

Timsh: "Here, this will clear things up for you. The Regent's arranged it."

Turnbull: "What is this? Is this a joke?"

Timsh: "... I am not sure what you find funny about it."

Turnbull: "Barrister Timsh, this is a letter from the Lord Regent dated a MONTH ago stating that your building is to be seized by the state immediately due to massive infection oubtreak, and that your personal assets are forfeit if you do not comply immediately. A MONTH ago. Are you showing me this to try to convince me that you're above the law?"

Timsh: "WHAT? Let me see that! This... this is impossible. I... I..."

Turnbull: "Barrister, I am afraid I am going to have to take you into custody. And if I or any of my men contract the plague because of this visit, I'll see that your head rolls!"

Timsh: "No, no, no, this isn't the right document! This... (faints)"

Turnbull: "Get him out of here before he starts bleeding from the eyes. And secure this court, it's under quarantine."

Soldier: "Yes sir! He fainted. Now what? I don't wanna touch him. What if I get sick? I'll just... wait for him to wake up."

Estate officer: "Don't look at me. I don't get paid enough for this."

Turnbull arrives, Timsh is dead
Turnbull: "Being so delayed I expected to find Timsh outside waiting for me. Where is he?"

If Timsh's body can't be find

Estate Guard: "That's the problem, sir. We don't know... We've been searching for him, but nothin."

Turnbull: "That... gives me a very bad feeling. Keep me informed, of course."

Estate Guard: "Yes, sir, General Turnbull."

If Timsh's body was found

Estate Guard: "Dead, sir. Assassinated right under our own noses. As soon as we find the one who did this..."

Turnbull: "You mean you haven't caught the killer? Inconceivable. I'm taking over. Let's find this bastard."

Estate Guard: "Yes, sir, General Turnbull."

Soldier: "Sir... do you believe in witches?"

Turnbull: "Shut up! Witches had nothing to do with this."