(Nigel West Dickens is talking to the doctor)
Nigel: And I can tell you, sir, with no uncertainty, that miracle cures are no laughing matter! I bid you, good day sir!
(John and Maddie arrive and laughs)
Nigel: Ah, Mr. Marston and Mrs. Morgan, good to see you. How have you been keeping?
John: I'm well, Mr......
Nigel: Mr. West Dickens. Nigel West Dickens of East Cheap, London, New Waverly, New York, and Armadillo, New Austin. At your service.
Maddie: At my service?
Nigel: At everyone's service. At the service of science. Of knowledge. Of life!
(John and Maddie laugh)
John: How are your wounds?
Nigel: Hmm? Oh! Much, much better. But then, they would be.
Maddie: Would be?
Nigel: I know a cure for all ailments, Mr. Marston and Mrs. Morgan.
John: Ah, I'm sure you do. And I'm sure for just 2 dollars an ounce, I could live forever.
Nigel: Oh, but for you sir and ma'am, I'd do a bulk discount rate of 1.95 an ounce, as long as you buy 100 ounces or more. That's a lot of immortality.
Maddie: Ah, give it up, old man.
Nigel: That's Mr. West Dickens to you, boy and girl.
John: Give it up, old man.
Nigel: Listen, Marston and Morgan. I'm broke, but this stuff is good, it works. I need a healthy young man like you. Come along, let's ride over to my newest customer at Ridgewood, and I'll explain while we go.
(John and Maddie think for a moment.)
Maddie: Okay.
West: Head for Ridgewood Farm, John and Maddie. And hurry. There are people there in dire need of my tonics.
[John and Maddie drive West out of town on his "tonics chariot".]
John: I heard about you, Mr. West Dickens.
West: And I about you, John Marston and Maddie Morgan.
Maddie: Hoodwinkin' the weak and gullible out of their hard-earned money.
West: My dear boy and girl, it is you who is gullible, if I may be so bold, for heeding such ill-informed scuttlebutt.
John: You're as full of wind as a horse with the colic.
West: I have been blessed with the gift of language -- and for that, I will not apologize -- but the West Dickens elixirs speak for themselves. My thousands of happy customers attest to that.
Maddie: Those men trying to kill you didn't look so happy.
West: Skepticism is the bastard child of progress, John and Maddie. Knowledge makes a fool into a doubting Thomas. It's a cross I bear as a pioneer in the fields of commerce and medical research. If my tonic is such a sham, how do you explain the fine fettle in which you find me? Last time you saw me, I was knocking at Death's door.
John: You should thank the doctor for that. And I reckon you were acting it up worse than it was.
West: Act I can, John and Maddie. A more convincing Othello there has never been. And so shall you a fair Iago or Cassio make.
Maddie: I don't like the sound of this.
West: Showmanship, John and Maddie. The flourish. The bow. We are operating in a competitive marketplace. Our product must stand out.
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Red Dead Redemption
FantasyRed Dead Redemption is set during the decline of the American frontier in the year 1911 and follows John Marston and his twin sister Maddie Morgan nee Marston, two former outlaws who, after his wife and son and her daughter is taken hostage by the g...
