Brutus: Why, howdy there! How you been, huh? You look fit as a fiddle! So, what can I...
Oskar: Master!
Brutus: Hey, what do you think you're...
Oskar: Look, he's afraid of you!
Chocobo: Kweh!!!
Oskar: Wait... He's happy about something. What could this mean?
Dietmund: There you are... Thank you! You're the reason my son's recovered.
I beat you and whipped you for so long. Why did you decide to help me?
Do you understand me? No, I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me. I truly thank you.
And you, too! Thanks.
I'm a beastmaster no more. But I bet you can become a great beastmaster if you keep at it.
And I'm sorry I said those things to you before.
Brutus: Hey, don't worry about it.
Dietmund: I'm not worthy of chocobos anymore. Please, take care of him for me.
Brutus: You got it. He'll grow up big and strong.
Dietmund: You stay right there.
Chocobo: Kweh!!!
Kweh!!!
Brutus: Mark my words. Someday, he'll come back for his chocobo.
And the chocobo will gladly go with him. After all, he's a beastmaster.
All's well that ends well, right? Now you can call yourself a beastmaster. Stand tall, kiddo!
You can now become a beastmaster.
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