Lambert: What's the difference between a witcher and a heap of sh*t? Eventually, the sh*t will stop smelling.
Ciri: Hunger makes for good sauce. Geralt: Also makes for sh*tty lunges.
Ciri: Hunger makes for good sauce.
Geralt: Also makes for sh*tty lunges.
Geralt: You need rest. Anything else will have diminishing returns. Ciri: Sir Lazlo, he protected me in Cintra, and he said less than perfect means death. Geralt: Your stomach's growling loud enough to wake the dead, if that counts.
Geralt: You need rest. Anything else will have diminishing returns.
Ciri: Sir Lazlo, he protected me in Cintra, and he said less than perfect means death.
Geralt: Your stomach's growling loud enough to wake the dead, if that counts.
Geralt (to Ciri): When I first came to Kaer Morhen, Vesemir said to me that the world outside these walls is a dangerous place. But times are changing, even here. Nowhere's safe now. You can't run from the world. You can't hide from it. But you can find power and purpose. A chance to survive the horror. This Continent... Was meant for no one. All you have to do, Ciri, is keep your sword close and keep moving.
Geralt: How's your room? Ciri: It has rats. Geralt: That's a good sign. Means it's one of the warm ones.
Geralt: How's your room?
Ciri: It has rats.
Geralt: That's a good sign. Means it's one of the warm ones.
Geralt (to Ciri): We don't kill out of fear. We kill to save lives.
Yennefer: Faith's a simple medicine for desperate souls. Fringilla: Faith sustains us all in dark times.
Yennefer: Faith's a simple medicine for desperate souls.
Fringilla: Faith sustains us all in dark times.
Francesca: What has been need not always be.
Geralt: Fear is an illness. If you catch it and you leave it untreated, it can consume you. Ciri: How do you treat it? Geralt: You face it. Facing your fear is not easy. But I am here for you. I won't let anything happen to you.
Geralt: Fear is an illness. If you catch it and you leave it untreated, it can consume you.
Ciri: How do you treat it?
Geralt: You face it. Facing your fear is not easy. But I am here for you. I won't let anything happen to you.
Nivellen: I beg you. Use your sword. End this. For me. Geralt: You're mortal now. Do it yourself.
Nivellen: I beg you. Use your sword. End this. For me.
Geralt: You're mortal now. Do it yourself.
Geralt: You gonna tell me what happened to you? Nivellen: That's a tale requiring wine. What of you? Geralt: That's a tale requiring a wine cellar.
Geralt: You gonna tell me what happened to you?
Nivellen: That's a tale requiring wine. What of you?
Geralt: That's a tale requiring a wine cellar.
Nivellen: You reek of old horse. Geralt: Part of my charm. Nivellen: You always were a horse's arse, anyway.
Nivellen: You reek of old horse.
Geralt: Part of my charm.
Nivellen: You always were a horse's arse, anyway.
Geralt: I sleep like sh*t too. Ciri: You don't sleep at all. Geralt: Makes for fewer nightmares. Except for the one about the rock troll. Overly friendly. Tough image to shake.
Geralt: I sleep like sh*t too.
Ciri: You don't sleep at all.
Geralt: Makes for fewer nightmares. Except for the one about the rock troll. Overly friendly. Tough image to shake.
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