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[intro]
Sup, guys, and welcome back to Dishonored. When we left off, we just killed those two
guys, one of which got mostly eaten by a bunch of rats which uh, yeah, appear to be over
there now. Um, and we were on our way to put the viscera—I did look up how that's pronounced—it's
pronounced "viscera"—into the distillery, so we still have to figure out where the hell
the actual distillery is. Oh, there it is. That was easy. I was—I was right next to
it. That's good. Okay. And, maybe we can kill those rats later. I don't know. But, let's
go to something silent. Uh, let's go to... the ordinary crossbow bolts since we're out
of sleepers. And... Forgot I don't have the toggle crouch—just the normal crouch. Uh,
let's see, where are we going? Not a whole lot in here. Let's... master key... okay.
Anybody in—oh! Oh, there's people over there.
Thug: ...so he goes—not to the Abbey or the Office of the High Overseer, but one of
the other places. Where they train the Overseers to be real religious. Crazy. He just wants
to know where his brother's gone.
AB: What's this say?
"Craxton, I'm coming tomorrow to check on the batch.
Make sure you're wearing pants this time, and stick to the recipe: 1 part Sokolov's
elixir, 1 part beechgum paste, 2 parts sugar water. That's it. The more of the real ***
you cut in, the less there is to spread around and the less coin I make. This ain't a charity.
Slackjaw."
Okay.
Thug: He sneaks in. You know Eddie. Brilliant at it when he's sober.
AB: What's over here? Another book. Dut-da-da. History stuff. We can... If you wanna read
that, go ahead and go back and pause it.
Thug: So he goes from room to room. Kids sleeping.
AB: Uh, let's see. What's the best way to do this? Without getting hurt ourselves.
Thugs: Run and hide, coward.
AB: Damnit.
Thugs: Gonna feed you to the rats!
AB: Stop moving. Stop *** moving! Ow. That was painful.
Thugs: Watch it! Where are you?
AB: I just wanted to kill the stupid *** rat. Okay. Okay. Okay. You want—you wanna
hurt me? You're gonna die.
[thugs grunting and screaming]
Thug: I'm gonna stick you. I'm gonna dump you in the river after I cut you open!
AB: Goodbye.
Thug: This is gonna hurt!
AB: Goodbye! ***. Okay, how many elixir things do I have left? Uh, that's the wrong
button to check my inventory. I am out of them. Fantastic. You *** really suck.
Well, I was gonna check those guys for money, rats.
Thug: Somebody!
AB: Let's see, do I have any poison darts? ...crossbow bolts... Did I not buy any poison
darts? I thought I did, but I guess not. Let's just go ahead and forget about those guys
because they're covered in rats. Okay, what's the button for the heart? 3. What? [explosion]
What? That's not the heart. That'd be why.
Heart: There is a strong drink made here. I tried it once. Distilled from River Krusts
by the taste of it.
AB: Yes, thank you, Heart. Whatever. You are very he—very much—a huge help. Not. Let's
go through this door. Kill any *** who might be in here and put the stupid fricking
rat guts in the distillery.
Thug: Huh?
AB: What's in this? History stuff. Pretty boring. Where's the g—Where's the guy? Where's
the guy?
Thug: Must have been rats.
AB: Where is he? Is he just down here? Oh, okay. Seems pretty simple. Goodnight.
[snoring]
Goodnight. You'll probably get the blame for this because you're gonna get found sleeping
in here. Spring—what's this? Ooh, neat. It's like, uh, a fricking what's it called?
What? Empty elixir vial? Since when are there EMPTY vials? Let's see, "next batch." Some
***. Okay, bootleg still instructions. Okay, um, whatever. I'm just gonna... yeah, infect
the stupid fricking elixir. Thank you. Alright. There we go. Now, what's the rest of our ***
that we have to do? Objectives. Anything else? Visit Granny Rags and go back. Okay. Easy
enough. So, we just have to leave. Fantastic. Alright. So, some coins over here. I'm not
gonna let you have those. What kind of... what kind of person would I be in—going
in here, s—infecting your *** and not stealing any money I find. What kind of person would
that make me? This isn't a charity. You said it yourself. Okay.
[trap tripping]
What? The *** was that? Okay... That was weird. ...fricking kill any rat I see. Alright,
what's over here now? Can I get some money from those *** now? Are you rats done?
Are you done, rats? Dunwall done rats. Oh, ***! No. Where are my explosive bolts? [explosion]
You wanna *** die? I will kill each and every one of you. Goodbye!
Now, is there any money left over here? Thank you. Okay, where is... Crossbow bolt. That's
what we were doing. We—I forgot to check all these little areas over here for money
or health or anything. So, let's quickly do that. And use sprint, because you know, that'd
probably be a good thing to do if we're trying to quickly check over everything. We've already
gone through here. Let's see... Did not check downstairs, so let's go down there. Unless
there's a ton of rats, in which case, we're just gonna bug out. Doesn't look like there
is, though. So... That doesn't go anywhere. That's good. ***. Okay, we just wasted a
bunch of time. That's awesome. Okay. Let us go back and tell Granny that we've done here
revenge thingy and sh—great.
Thugs: What happened here? Spread out! Where are you? [whistling]
AB: Goodnight. You are just a piece of ***.
Thug: I know you're here.
AB: And, if the rats come over here, and try to do something, I will feel no remorse.
Thug: Oh, I'll find you.
AB: You will, huh? Can I—
Thug: It's just a matter of—ugh.
AB: Goodnight.
Thug: Somebody, give me a hand! Ugh!
AB: Goodnight! What'd I tell you? I told you goodnight. What the *** is wrong with you
people?
Thug: Go down, you pig! Gonna feed you to the rats.
AB: I'll feed YOU to the rats. Piece of ***. 'Kay. Go over there and get eaten by the rats
because you're a piece of ***. That's all I have to tell you is you're a—you're just
a piece of ***, and... well... you know what? I'm glad I got to kill you myself instead
of letting you die by the rat guts. 'Cause that was—that felt more rewarding, 'cause,
you know, I actually stuck the blade inside of you myself. Okay. That's this guy's hand.
"Severed body part." You know what? Just—just—just—just for the hell of it, where—there was—wasn't
there a fire over around here somewhere? 'Cause we did blow this guy's hand off, so we might
as well do something fun with it. Let's see, can we put it on top of there and make it
look like they were fricking uh, cannibalizing each other? Yes! Yes! Oh, yes. Good luck explaining
that to the police when they somehow arrive here. Eventually. 'Cause you know, that's
gonna happen eventually. Alrighty. Let's go back out. Yes, back to Bottle Street, please.
Alright. Damnit, I need to stop wasting the elixers when I—when there's still food around.
Anyway, let's—I'm gonna stop the timer and then, as soon as we get our reward from Granny
Rags, we're gonna call it. So, let's go talk to her. Hello, Granny.
Granny Rags: I knew you wouldn't disappoint me. Now I can stroll along the waterfront
in peace. And don't think I've forgotten your little gift. Go on upstairs, dear one.
AB: Alright. So, where—it was up—she said upstairs. Alright.
Granny Rags: That will never wash. Never never never.
AB: Alright. I'm assuming in exactly the same place. There it is. Birthday gift. Sweet.
So, that'll have to be it for this time, guys, but I hope you enjoyed. If you did, I encourage
you to like, favorite, and subscribe, and I'll see you next time. Thanks for watching.
[outro]