Gorf

Dialogue (134)

• (cough, cough)
• Don’t worry, stranger.
• I’m (cough) fine.
• Just got a frog in my throat.
• No need to fuss. (clears throat) Hop along!
• Hop along!
• What are you doing?
• (gulp) Ahhh…
• Oh, hello again.
• (cough) Don’t trouble yourself.
• I’ll feel better any (cough, cough) day now.
• Perhaps I was a bit parched.
• Thank you. (burp) I’m Gorf.
• Excuse me.
• But do you perhaps…
• Have more draught to spare?
• I'm still a bit unwell.
• (gulp) Ahhh… worth a try.
• I’m afraid what ails me is…
• … a malady of the mind?
• Who knows? Anyway (burp) – your reward.
• You know…
• Before you aided me.
• I had much time to ruminate.
• I thought what have I accomplished?
• Will I ever be…? (trails off)
• (gulp) This… elixir.
• (burp) It’s got me thinking.
• I don’t want to die a tadpole-less old toad.
• I desire a mate.
• (frog call broken by coughing)
• Oh, it’s you again.
• Sorry, it’s just…
• Well, my throat’s rather dry.
• And I have yet to find a suitable mate.
• (gulp) Mmm… wait!
• I’ve got an idea. (burp)
• Here I’m but a big frog in a small pond.
• Perhaps I must find a larger pond…
• To find a proper mate!
• No, no no… she won’t due.
• I just can’t relate to these other frogs.
• They know nothing of sadness.
• They’re pure, untainted by reason.
• We’re almost a different species.
• (half-hearted croak)
• (sigh) Of course, it’s you.
• Don’t worry. I’m fine, but…
• I’m giving up on singing.
• It only brings pain.
• (gulp) Ah, thank you.
• You always cheer me up.
• Well, maybe I’ll give it another go?
• (starts frog-calling again)
• I knew it wasn’t you, right away.
• He ran in, raving about some “Great Frogga.”
• Even in life, he smelled… (sniffs) rotten.
• A madman no doubt.
• (pained croak)
• (grunts) I… I guess this is it.
• Don’t waste your tonic on me.
• (sigh) I brought this upon myself.
• (gulp, chuckle) ‘Tis a kind mercy.
• For an old, horn-headed toad.
• But I’m afraid it’s not enough.
• I need… a miracle.
• I need… (ragged breath)
• I tried to reason with them, but…
• They were like rabid wolves.
• They argued over who would…
• (shudder) … “wear” me.
• (weak wheezing)
• (gulp) Mm… please.
• I need… more…
• Need… healer…
• (weak wheezing)
• Hm. Great Frógga?
• Very handsome, but very foolish.
• (amused) Now I’ve done my part.
• You do yours.
• (gulp) … (burp)
• Now begone. He rests now.
• Dear friend!
• As you can see, I’m alive.
• All thanks to you and dear Hilga.
• (ribbit) I feel right as rain! Well, mostly.
• Please, it’s not necessary.
• Instead, allow me to honor you…
• In song! (frog-call begins)
• By the way, she’ll be staying here.
• To tend to my wounds.
• Yes, so many lotions and potions.
• No wonder her hands are so soft.
• Don’t worry, Hilga will set it up when she returns.
• Apparently, she has some sort of surprise for me.
• She said she had a big surprise for me.
• I have big news!
• You might be wondering…
• Where is dear Hilga?
• Well, she has worked wonders again.
• (ribbits) Come, Gorf.
• I’m not done with you.
• Thank you, dearly.
• Not just for the drink.
• But for “introducing” us.
• Now I have much to do.
• But I’ll always have time for a song just for you.
• Welcome back, friend.
• As you can see, we’ve been busy.
• Is there any chance I could… ?
• He tires. Give him drink.
• Ah! Even better than I remembered.
• Please, allow me… (sings proudly)
• Thank you! I can really use the extra hop in my step.
• Like I said, we've been busy.
• That’s Daot!
• Good luck catching him.
• I love her, warts and all.
• He’s a bit shy.
• Listen to that ribbit! Takes after his father.
• Welcome back, friend.
• May I…?
• Ahh… thanks again!
• (chirps enthusiastically)
• Oh, you’ve returned?
• Perhaps with a little something to share?
• I’m sorry to impose, but…
• May I partake in your libation again?
• It’s presumptuous of me, but…
• Could you spare some of your draught?
• It’d lift my spirits.
• Could I trouble you for another sip?
• That tonic you carry is…
• … miraculous.

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