Dragon Age: Origins (2009 Video Game)

Claudia Black: Morrigan

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• Morrigan : We now have a dog and Alistair is still the dumbest one in the party.

• Morrigan : Ah, so you have finally decided to rejoin us, have you? Falling on your blade in grief seemed like too much trouble, I take it?

  Alistair : Is my being upset so hard to understand? Have you never lost someone important to you? Just what would you do if your mother died?

  Morrigan : Before or after I stopped laughing?

  Alistair : Right... very creepy. Forget I asked.

• Zevran Arainai : Has anyone told you what marvelous eyes you possess, my dear?

  Morrigan : Again with the flattery! Do you not tire from these pointless exercises?

  Zevran Arainai : In Antiva, women are accustomed to being showered with the praise they deserve. Men should worship you at their feet as you pass!

  Morrigan : They don't find that incredibly annoying?

  Zevran Arainai : They are goddesses receiving their subjects, just as you should be. Whatever would be annoying about that?

  Morrigan : I have no wish to be placed upon a pedestal!

  Zevran Arainai : But you deserve no less! You should be admired by painters, copied by sculptors, exalted by poets. Surely you know yours is a beauty so exotic, it-it would turn the eye of the Maker himself!

  Morrigan : Well, I suppose I...

  Zevran Arainai : And there we go! I think you owe me five silvers, yes?

  Alistair : Maker's breath! You were right. You win, I guess.

  Zevran Arainai : Thank you, ser. I expect payment forthwith.

  Morrigan : I hate you all!

• Morrigan : Have a care where your eyes linger, Alistair.

  Alistair : Yes well, don't worry. It's not what you think.

  Morrigan : I see.

  Alistair : I was looking at your nose.

  Morrigan : And what is it about my nose that captivates you so?

  Alistair : I was just thinking that it looks exactly like your mother's.

  Morrigan : I hate you so much!

  Alistair : Hmm? What?

  Morrigan : Never mind!

• Carroll : You! You're not looking to get across to the tower, are you? Because I have strict orders not to let anyone pass!

  Player : I am a Grey Warden and I seek the assistance of the mages.

  Carroll : Oh, You're a Grey Warden, are you? Prove it.

  Player : I have these documents here...

  Carroll : Yes? Oh, a Grey Warden seal. A-ha. So you're claiming to be one of those. You know, I have some documents, too. They say I'm the queen of Antiva. What do you think of that?

  Player : Aren't queens female?

  Carroll : Don't question royalty! Anyway, it was nice chatting with you. Now, on your way. Right now. Go.

  Player : Your superior won't like that you've given me trouble.

  Carroll : He won't know if you never get in, will he? Ooh, I've outsmarted you! If I were more flexible I'd pat myself on the back!

  Morrigan : Couldn't we work something out?

  Carroll : That dark-eyed temptress over there... surely the tower would be far too dull for her. Because it gets a little lonely out here sometimes... and you know, you could just leave her here with me...

  Morrigan : Oh, excellent! I have been hoping for new prey!

  Carroll : Prey?

  Morrigan : 'Twill take but a moment. Perhaps you should go aboard the vessel to prepare while we are away. We must row ourselves across. I fear the lad will no longer have the use of his limbs... or his eyes, once I am done with him.

  Carroll : Er... maybe I should...

  Morrigan : Wonderful! I can sense his terror! Oh, that will make the loving all the sweeter...

  Carroll : So, you said you wanted to get across? Maybe we should go now. Right now. NOW.

• Morrigan : Oh, lovely. Shall we next begin rescuing little kittens from trees?

• Morrigan : That's a most offensive odor!

  Oghren : And you're looking at me?

  Morrigan : Should I be looking elsewhere? Have you forgotten about the fish you stored in your backpack, perhaps?

  Oghren : I was saving it. Won't be ready for the lye for at least another day.

  Morrigan : Even the Chasind did not have such disgusting habits, and they consumed the flesh of the dead.

  Oghren : Fine, fine. I'll soak it in the lye now. Have it your way, Miss Squeamish.

  Morrigan : That's not what I... no, never mind. Just... get it over with. Quickly.

• Morrigan : There's no fool like a drunken fool. So Mother told me, and 'tis still true.