"Look, I'm only gonna give you dis speech once, okay? If you ain't smart enough ta listen, den you deserve ta die. I've always said, 'A dumb rogue is a dead rogue".
"Now, I've seen you in action, and I'll admit that you've got a pretty fast hand, but it takes a lot more than that ta cut it in dis business. And besides which, you're young. You could go find a respectable career. With the ability that you got, you could get yerself some training and become one a dem wilderness guys. You know, runnin' through the woods and stuff. Huntin' animals and skinnin' bears and whatever. I met one a dem guys once, and I still think he's one a da fastest bastards I ever met. And I'm pretty sure he cheated me at cards. He was tough too! When me and some a da boys jumped him in the alley…well….dat's a different story."
"My point is dis, dere's a lot dat someone like you could do. Most of us…ya know people in my, umm, 'profession'…we never really had a choice. Growin' up ya learn ta do whatever ya hafta do ta get by. It takes a certain amount a guts ta put yer fingers in a really big guy's pouch just ta see if he's got any coin. And failure's got its own rewards, I can tell you! And think hard about dis too, do you got what it takes ta sneak up behind somebody, somebody who might be completely innocent with a whole family and everything, and stick a shiv between his ribs? Just because some other guy, who's just as much a stranger, is givin' you a coupla gold fer da job? Dis kind a work can get real bloody, real fast.
"And ya better be able ta run too. Long chases, the kind that take days or even weeks ta wrap up. Because you can be sure dat just as you got friends, your mark's gonna have friends too. Dis one time, I was hired ta boost dis stick from dis one guy. Well I go in and do a real good job, so professional lookin' dat I even impress myself. All for a stupid stick, right. Well it ends up dat dis guy, he ain't a guy, he's a freakin' MAGE! I end up layin' low for almost a whole month til I can get in touch with my contact ta fence it!
"Dat brings me to another good point. Know what it is dat yer takin'. Some day I'll tell ya about da time I was hired ta steal a sack a dis goo. I didn't know what it was, ends up being da guts of a troll an alchemist was savin' for some potion. Did you know troll guts can eat right through metal, including Gold?! Yeah, well, neither did I.
"And dat reminds me too. Just because what yer takin' looks useless to you, dat don't mean somebody else won't pay a lot of money for it. Dat's da only reason I'm even still in it. If can get one big boost, big enough so dat I never hafta work again, then I'm gonna retire. I just measure my risks until then. Very carefully.
"Did I ever tell you about da time I was pickin' dis lock that was trapped, and a pin stuck me right in the finger? Well, let me tell you…"