[Episode V - IR][O12 - Gyndine - AE] Something’s Fishy

”Do you smell something? It’s coming from the grate.”
”Garv, every day we hose thirty larts of fish guts down that grate. Of course it smells.”
”Don’t patronise me, Jek, I’ve spent as many years on these wharves as you, even if you’re uglier. It’s not fish. It smells different - metallic - dangerous. Is there anything down there besides the sewer?”
”Jalmo at the tavern used to talk about some kind of chemicals or oil or something. Didn’t seem likely to me, would be too risky so close to the fishing grounds. And you know how he got after one too many mullwines. Loved a conspiracy, Jalmo.”
”Maybe he was onto something.”
”If he was, I’d rather not find out.”