Editing Dragon Quest IV Transcript (section)

===Laissez Fayre, first visit===
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This is the tale of two beautiful sisters on a mission to avenge their father's death.

The eldest is a dancer named Maya, and her younger sister, Meena, is a fortune-teller.

Their adventure begins in the entertainment capital of Libeccio, Laissez Fayre.

(*): (wolf-whistle) Maya! Yeah!

(*): Look at those moves!

(*): Encore, Maya! Encore!

Meena: Hiya, Maya. Well? How did it go? Did you get a result?

Maya: Arey, it was awful-awful. Not one of the customers looked even a little bit rich.

Meena: No! You're not understanding me! I'm talking about Balzack, innit? Was that despicable criminal there tonight?

Maya: Oh! Sorry, sis. No, Balzack wasn't there.

Meena: Oh...

Manager Artois: Do not be dis'eartened, my petite amie. You will find 'im. All in good time.

Manager Artois: 'Ere is your money for ze work of today...

Meena and Maya receive 100 gold coins.

Manager Artois: I was 'oping you would stay. Ze crowd go wild for you. But I cannot stand in ze way of your mission of vengeance.

Manager Artois: Rest 'ere tonight, and leave in ze morning. Take care, mes filles. Adieu!

Meena: Wakey-wakey, sis. It's time we were going.

(*): I've really enjoyed working with you, even though it was only for a short time. Good luck.

(*): What? You're going after the man who killed your father?

(*): Well, that's quite a mission for (you two young girls/you and your sister). But don't give up. I hope you catch the fiend!

(*): I am waiting 'ere for ze dancing girls to pass by on zeir way to work.

(*): Oh, mon Dieu! Ze look of concentration on zeir faces before ze show... It is more zan a man can bear!

(*): The dancing girls are all very well, but I'd sooner see a comedian myself. Yes, a side-splitting comedian would be nice.

(*): Did you hear about the alchemist Mahabala from Aubout du Monde being killed by his own student, Balzack?

(*): No way! You're Mahabala's (daughters/daughter)? I-I'm sorry... I had no idea...

(*): This is the city of song and dance, Laissez Fayre! The town north of here's been renamed Aubout du Monde.

(*): Pardon, (monsieur/mademoiselle). Ze pub will not be opening until zis evening.

(*): Zere was a girl working at ze pub called Blondelle, but now she 'as gone. She was a big 'it wiz ze punters.

(*): Bienvenue to ze théâtre de Laissez Fayre! If you are looking for Manager Artois, 'e is down below.

Manager Artois: Bien. You are really leaving us now, I see.

Manager Artois: I do not know where you will be going, but you must visit your 'ometown of Aubout du Monde from time to time.

Manager Artois: It would make your father very 'appy if you visit 'is grave. Adieu, et bonne chance!

(*): I don't know who you're looking for, but I'm quite alone in here. Kindly leave me in peace.

(*): What? Why's there no one in the shop downstairs? Oh, not again! Where's my husband lazing about now?

(*): Blast! That Blondelle girl got away! She'll pay for this when I catch up with her!

(*): Aaaah, I'm exhausted... Come back in the evening if you want to have a chat. Aaaah...

(*): Blast! Where did Blondelle go?

(*): This is perfect timing, this is! Just when she's been summoned to the Palais de Léon.

(*): I am waiting 'ere for ze dancing girls to pass by on zeir way to work.

(*): Oh, mon Dieu! Ze look on ze faces of ze dancing girls when zey 'ave finished work! So fatigué... It is more zan a man can bear.

(*): Alchemy? Yes, I've heard of it. It's a way of turning iron into gold, isn't it?

(*): I'm sure plenty of people are researching it, but I bet none of them have had any luck!

(*): The stage is just at the bottom of those stairs.

(*): Oh! It's you, Maya. I heard you'd left town. But you're back, are you? That's good news. 

(*): Et voilà! Another night of chansons and dance for ze pleasure of our most welcome guests!

Manager Artois: Ze castle is summoning many young women zese days. Apparently zere are many parties zere.

Manager Artois: Pardon? Where is ze castle? Oh là là, it is far away from 'ere. North even from Aubout du Monde.

(*): I am ze new dancing girl in town!

(*): I will be a star even more famous zan Maya. More glamorous. And more seductive!

(*): Yeah!

(*): More o' those moves, luv!

(*): That's the way to do it!

(*): Nothing is more cleansing for ze soul zan watching ze dancing girls.

(*): Would someone get this pillar out of the way? I can't see a thing!

(*): I was an imbécile to buy such a cheap ticket. I cannot get a view from back 'ere.

(*): Look at all the faces in here! Hasn't anyone got more important things to be doing?

(*): Yeah! Woo-hoo! More! More!

(*): I came all the way from ma bonnie homeland of Burland tae see the lovely wee dancin' lassie, Maya.

(*): But now I find oot she dinnae work here any more. Folk say she's flit off somewhere else.

(*): Zut! Where 'as she gone? Maya, ma chérie, to where 'ave you disappeared?

(*): I told myself I wasn't going to come again, but...well, what can you do? You can't miss a show like this!

(*): Ze man be'ind me is wriggling about like a restless worm. 'Ow can I concentrate on ze show?

(*): If 'e 'as dropped something, I wish 'e would 'urry up and find it.

(*): Hello. Haven't we met before? ...Oh! Of course! It's Maya, isn't it?

(*): Wow! I can't believe I'm actually talking to Maya. I mean, you're famous!

(*): Hm? ...Maya! I was just thinking I hadn't seen you for ages. You look stunning!

(*): Crikey, it ain't 'alf 'ot in 'ere! I'm burnin' up, I am.

(*): Ssh! Don't talk to me now! I don't want to miss any of this dance. I'm trying to memorise the steps!

(*): Eyeing up a beautiful dancing girl over a good, long drink... Nope, it doesn't get any better than this, let me tell you!

(*): Oh, yeah! Lookin' fine again today, sugar!

(*): I paid a small fortune for this spot. I'm gonna get my money's worth!

(*): Ooh, she's a lovely little thing, ain't she?

(*): Oh yeah, this is just the ticket! You can see everything from up this close!

(*): I may be an old man, but zere is no doubt zat I will stay alive long enough to see a leetle more of zis!

(*): Wow! Oh...wow!

(*): Hey, it's Maya, isn't it? I heard you'd given up here, but you're back, are you? Woo-hoo! That's great!

(*): I wish I could get up on stage, too...

(*): Zzz... Zzz... Dear Goddeszzz... Give me strength...to guide my wretched flock... Zzz... Zzz...

Blondelle: Non! Do not make me go to ze castle! Please! Pretend you never saw me 'ere.

Blondelle: I've 'eard what's 'appening zere. At ze Palais de Léon. Zere 'as been a coup d'état. Ze old king of zis land 'as been murdered!

Blondelle: And ze new Marquis Régent is doing some 'ideous experiments. I 'eard zem talking about it. Alchemy, or something, zey said.

(*): I went out looking for him, and he was here asleep when I got back! Where did he disappear to, eh?

(*): Ah-phew... Ah-phew... The secret izzz...in the cave... Ah-phew... Ah-phew...

(*): I thought as much. They wouldn't give me a job.

(*): Hey, did you know there's a banquet in the Palais de Léon every single day? That's why they summon all the young women.

(*): But the funny thing is, no one ever sees the women coming back out again. What's that all about?

(*): A nice, cold drink after work is just the ticket. You can't top it!

(*): Ah, you're Mr. Maba... Mr. Mala...? Hic! Mr. Mahabala's (daughters/daughter), aren't you?

(*): How did his whole turning iron into gold thing work out then, eh? ...Hm? You don't know?

(*): Yeah... Hic! If you could do that... Hic! You'd be a king, wouldn't you? Hic!

(*): Zey say Mahabala was killed by 'is own student, Balzack. But why would anyone kill an alchemist?

(*): Come in. Everyone is welcome 'ere. Drink, dance and forget ze ennui of ze day.

(*): Non! Zis is my place. I do not want ze likes of you in 'ere.

(*): Oh, I am so fatigué! I cannot work like zis. All day on ze feet is so 'ard. Leave me, I must 'ave my beauty sleep!

(*): This was that young girl, Blondelle's room, you know. I wonder where she's got to?

(*): What? Where's the poet chap? I think he went to the theatre looking for work.

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