Inigo: Another day, another rejection. Honestly, this is just getting silly. How long will it take womankind to realize my many, many charms?! Mm? What's that? Someone's hunched over the side of the road... I hope he's all ri— Brady?
Brady: Aw, I know it was hard. But ya made it, little buddy!
Inigo: Everything all right, Brady?
Brady: GAH! I-Inigo?! D-don't startle me like that!
Inigo: Sorry! I just saw you and wanted... Wait, are you crying?
Brady: N-no! Of course I ain't cryin'! Why would I be cryin'?!
Inigo: ...Then who came and cried on your face?
Brady: No one! I mean... Um... Sh-shut up! What are you doing here, anyway?!
Inigo: I'm just wandering the hillside pondering the futility of love. ...So really. Why are you crying?
Brady: None'a yer beeswax!
Inigo: Tell me! ...Or I'll tell everyone I saw big, tough Brady bawling his eyes out.
Brady: Blackmail! ...Oh, fine. I saw this tiny flower bloomin' by the roadside and I got a little misty. You happy now?
Inigo: ...... PAAAH HA HA HA HA HA HA! Hoooo! I'm sorry. I just... I never figured you for the sentimental type.
Brady: Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, why don't ya. Just don't go tellin' no one, y'hear?
Inigo: My lips are sealed. ...Provided you do me one little favor.
Brady: Ugh. What?
Inigo: Cheer up! It's nothing difficult—I promise. We can talk about it next time. I'll be in touch! Ta-ta!
Brady: ...Ugh. Why'd it have to be him?

Brady: NO STINKING WAY! I AIN'T DOIN' IT!
Inigo: Aw, come on! Don't be such a wet blanket, Brady! All you have to do is walk next to me next time I hit the town. It couldn't be easier!
Brady: Next time you go hit on girls, you mean! I don't wanna get dragged into your sad little world, pal!
Inigo: There's nothing sad about it! We'll talk to some girls, have a nice cup of tea, and everyone walks away whistling.
Brady: I'd sooner drink poison! Go ask someone else!
Inigo: Well, all right. I'm sure one of the others would be willing to be my wingman. We can exchange a good laugh at how sad you were the other day...
Brady: Y-you rotten little weasel! I'll kill ya! And I was NOT sad! I just had a lot of somethin' in my eye!
Inigo: Poetic license. Now, come on. It's just this one time.
Brady: Ugh... Fine. But just this once! I don't get why you want me, anyway. I'm a real square, ya know.
Inigo: And that's why you're PERFECT!
Brady: Haw?
Inigo: I just need you to stand there looking glum and sullen. Meanwhile, I'll be impressing the ladies with my smooooth moves.
Brady: Wait! You just want me to make you look good by comparison!
Inigo: Genius, isn't it?
Brady: NO, IT AIN'T! Did you really expect me to say yes to this?!
Inigo: I'm not expecting you to say anything, actually. Your outdated slang would likely send all the pretty girls running for cover. ...Unless you think you actually CAN flirt with the ladies. Mmm?
Brady: I-I didn't say that! I just... I don't... Aw, horsefeathers! Fine. I'll go. But just this once, hear? Then never, EVER again!
Inigo: Thanks, Brady. See you tonight!
Brady: Gah, this is gonna be humiliatin'!

Inigo: Wh-whyyy? *sniff* Hooow?! Tell me... Tell me it's all a bad dream! *Sniff* Waaaaaah!
Brady: Gods, pull yourself together, man! You've been sobbin' for an hour.
Inigo: You don't know what it's LIKE! You...you just don't know.
Brady: If you don't stop, I'm gonna tell everyone to come enjoy the show. Believe me, it's a very temptin' idea.
Inigo: I don't care! Everything was going fine until you ruined it, ruiner! This is all your fault!
Brady: It's my fault you started runnin' your mouth about me? My fault you told a pack of strangers how you saw me cryin'?! I'm the one who should be yelling at YOU, twerp!
Inigo: ...Heh. Heh heh heh... Ah ha ha ha ha ha!
Brady: This cat's gone loco...
Inigo: No, you're right. You're right! That's what started it. I just don't understand why it made the ladies fall all over you! ...And start ignoring me, I might add!
Brady: The heck should I know?! They came at me so fast, I could barely follow what they were saying. Somethin' about a thug with a heart'a gold. Then that other gal went off 'bout how dreamy sensitive men are.
Inigo: How is sobbing over a flower dreamy?!
Brady: Don't ask me, pal. First time anybody's ever said anything like that to me. I always thought bein' a crybaby was... Ya know. Shameful.
Inigo: Oh, nice. Rub salt in the wound. You think I'm not ashamed enough already? Then fine, go ahead and laugh. Laugh at the big, fat crybaby! And of course, now that I'm sobbing, there isn't a woman to be found!
Brady: Brother? You have GOT to let this go. So you're bad at picking up dames. Who cares?!
Inigo: Easy for you to say. They were fawning over you! Well, good for you, Mr. Popular. I'm reeeeeeeeal happy for you.
Brady: I should redecorate your face with my fist for all this nonsense. But ya know what? Now I know that bein' sentimental ain't all bad. A huge load's been lifted from me today, and I guess I got you to thank for it.
Inigo: So you got to play dreamboat AND were cured of a lifelong trauma? I'd say someone owes me big.
Brady: Maybe. But I ain't doin' this again!
Inigo: Damn right you're not! I don't want you anywhere near me next time!
Brady: Heh. Maybe we're more alike than I thought.
Inigo: Hardly! And don't think I'm not still furious with you!
Brady: Aw, boo hoo hoo. Quit bein' such a Melvin!

Brady: Oh. Hey, Inigo.
Inigo: ......
Brady: Hello? Anybody home?
Inigo: ......
Brady: HEY! Quit ignorin' me, pretty boy!
Inigo: Gah! ...Yeesh, Brady. Don't sneak up on me like that. And why the shouting out of the blue? Is something wrong?
Brady: It ain't out of the blue, and I didn't sneak up on nobody! I called your name, but you were starin' off into space.
Inigo: You did? Er, I was? Ha ha, sorry...
Brady: Good grief... What's got you so preoccupied?
Inigo: Oh, just... It's nothing.
Brady: Lemme guess. You were thinkin' about how it'd feel to get up and dance at a festival like this.
Inigo: Wha—?! N-No way! I'd never want to—
Brady: Nailed it, huh? You're lookin' everywhere but my eyes. Heh, you're a terrible liar.
Inigo: B-But I'm not lying! Why would I think something like that? We're in the middle of a battle here. The only thing on my mind is the Risen! They're all I can think about! Promise!
Brady: Well, that ain't healthy neither.
Inigo: I'm just really eager to fight them. You know me: Mr. Serious Fighter! I mean, it'd be a crime to see them wreck that AMAZING stage... Or to let them hurt any of these people who would LOVE my newest routine... Or to tear down that garland that just gave me the PERFECT idea for a new move... But I mean, really, who has time to think about dancing at a time like this?
Brady: ...If you were any more transparent, you'd be invisible. I dunno whether to be insulted or impressed that you thought I'd buy it.
Inigo: Urk...
Brady: How many years you think I've heard you go on about your dreams, Inigo? If you're starin' off into space, it's obvious what's kickin' around your head.
Inigo: Ha ha... Yes... I suppose...you're...right... ......
Brady: Aaaaand there he goes again.

Inigo: ......
Brady: Imagining yourself dancin' again?
Inigo: Huh? Oh, Brady. You caught me again. How embarrassing...
Brady: What's to be embarrassed about? It's your dream, ain't it?
Inigo: W-Wait, why are you being so serious all of a sudden? ...Ohh, I get it. You've been picturing yourself playing violin here, haven't you?
Brady: Heh. Look at you, tryin' to turn the tables... Yeah. You're half right.
Inigo: Only half?
Brady: You remember our promise, Inigo?
Inigo: A promise? What, between us?
Brady: Yeah. Talkin' about you dancing for the people here made me remember. We were just kids. I don't blame you for forgettin' it.
Inigo: What was it?
Brady: To do what our mothers swore to, but never got the chance.
Inigo: Urgh...
Brady: I'd play violin while you danced.
Inigo: Oh...right! We'd go from town to town performing at festivals and feasts... We wanted to make as many people forget the war and smile as we could.
Brady: So you do remember!
Inigo: Yeah! We wanted to use whatever talent we had to make people's lives easier. I remember our mothers always talking like that and getting all excited...
Brady: But they both died before they got the chance to see it through... The two of us promised to take up where they left off.
Inigo: I wonder how I could have forgotten something like that until now...
Brady: We had other things to worry about. Our world didn't leave kids a whole lotta time for dreamin'.
Inigo: Still, knowing I'd lost sight of something so important... I just... *Sniff* I'm sorry... Mother...and Maribelle...please forgive me...
Brady: *Sniffle* S-Stop that... Wh-what kinda ladies' man cries like that?
Inigo: *Sob* Well, why do you always have to look so scary when you cry?
Brady: I can't...*sniff*...I can't help what my stinkin' face looks like! And why are we standing in the middle of battle sobbin' like a couple'a fools?
Inigo: I don't know! ...Goodness, we must look terrible. ...... So about that promise... Do you still plan to keep it?
Brady: 'Course I do! I ain't about to remember it, then turn around and forget it again. ...I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't want us to go through with it.
Inigo: True. I guess this means I'll have to start practicing twice as hard.
Brady: We got a battle to finish before we get too far ahead of ourselves here. That's about enough cryin' for today. Let's go, partner.
Inigo: I'm right beside you.