My medallion! It was right here! And hitherto it is nowhere to be found…Wenceslas, you scoundrel! You fucking…Wenceslas, goddamn it! Where have you gone and residence it?
1. I plainly recollect locating my medallion right here, Wenceslas. My precious medallion that I love to have and hold, Wenceslas. THAT medallion. I located it right here, and I said to you, “Wenceslas, I am going to the market to deliver some hardboileds.” That is what I said, Wenceslas! Hardboileds, Wenceslas! That is for what I had left the medallion upon the dresser here! And you, Wenceslas, what did you say? NOTHING as usual, you sorry chump! You contemptible dolt! But I did verify the yearning in your eyes, Wenceslas. Your hanker for my medallion! Ashes of Gomorrah, Wenceslas! Where have your digits disappeared and located it, you massive shit!