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I'm fluent in two dozen languages
and I'm baffled by an Irish brogue.
Oh, I love the accent.
It speaks to me.
Wow! This castle is amazing,
a relic of a bygone era of heroes, myths, monsters and plagues.
Ha!
(WHIMPERING)
You'd do well to abandon this place, just as your ancestors did.
Colin McQuaid here is a local historian.
He's been in a panic since he heard you were coming to Bailey Hill.
Claims it's haunted!
(BOTH GASP) Haunted?
That's not what I said. Haunted means ghosts.
BOTH: Ghosts?
Yeah, which is obviously absurd, ghosts.
What I'm talking about is giants.
BOTH: Giant... Huh?
-Did you say, "Giants"? -Did he?
All I heard was...
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Aye, giants. Legend says this land belonged to a giant called Huge McFinn.
It was he who chased your ancestors away and he swore to return
if anyone dare claim the land again.
Well, gang, it looks like we have a mystery here on the Emerald Isle.
What mystery? A giant is coming to destroy us all!
Listen, Mr. McQuaid, this land's been in my family for centuries,
it runs through our very veins since we found out about it last week.
I won't let some legend scare me from my ancestral home.
Is no one paying attention at all?
Do not tempt fate, Ms. Blake.
Don't worry, if McFinn does return, it is he who will suffer! Ha!
(SWORD CLANGS)
(GROANS)