"Brother Rufus: (suspicious) ...How many of you were travelling in the cart?"

"Rat: Oh, a couple of hundred."

"Brother Rufus: Then why, do you not help each other? Surely not all hundred of you are injured?"

"Rat: Mmm, well, I'm badly injured. Can you not at least take me in and give me a bite to eat and see to the wound?"

"Brother Rufus: Well, yes, OK, on the condition you surrender your weapon."

"Rat: (gets to his feet) Ho, ho, just wait - you mice - there's a whole army of us camped down at the church - wait wh…"

"Hmmm, Lord Abbot Cedric? Oh goodness, you'll be the new Abbot, Saxtus, the one who came after Cedric. Goodness, I've …"

"And you doubt the word of your Abbot that Cluny the Scourge exists? Very idiotic mice, you are, to be sure."

"...Cluny and his rats returned by night, and gnawed the foundations of the mine. This caused the mine to collapse the…"

"Rat: Our cart has overturned; there's all my comrades trapped beneath it."