Riddle me this, Riddle me that,

[Muadib]

Guess me dis riggle and perhaps not.

A glorious blaze of lightning.

A staggering bolt of the other worldly.

A veritable giant among men.

Laid low by wretched corporal constraint.

and could all be lost forever to a season of despair ?


Only the pure of heart can know.. and yet all will be revealed..

[Muadib]

What happen Willi.. mi tink yuh woulda tek a guess.. yuh fraid ?

[Willi]

No clue.

Over my head!

[Muadib]

Too much Dudus mussi innah yuh head.. yuh muss know di subject at least..

[Willi]

Not even dat.

Give more clues.

Quick too, as its late here in Athens.

[Willi]

Bolt injured...

[Muadib]

tek time nuh...

Damn...

[Willi]

I am locked up in meetings all day...

[Time]

Mi have four grand prix tickets! Dam that 300m race.