Episcopus: Where are the ambassadors?
Pisthetaerus: Who is this Sardapallos?
Overseer: I have come here as overseer having drawn the bean.
Scout: To the Cloudcuckooland.
Pisthetaerus: Who sent you here?
Overseer: Complete it.
1025
Pisthetaerus: What? Do you really want to take the fee?
Pisthetaerus: Is he in trouble, or should he go away?
Episkopos: I was actually wanting to convene an assembly while staying at home.
Episkopos: for there are things that have been sold by me to Pharnakes.
Pisthetaerus: Go, taking it; for the payment is right here.
Ephippus: What was this?
1030
Pisthetaerus: An assembly about Pharnakes.
Ephorus: I swear, even though I am being beaten, I am an ephorus.
Pisthetaerus: Won't you be quiet? Won't you carry off the two jugs?
Pisthetairos: Isn't it terrible? And they are already sending out scouts.
Pisthetaerus: To the city, before also sacrificing to the gods?
Salesman of decrees: if, however, the Cloudcuckoolander wrongs the Athenian —
1035
Pisthetaerus: What is this misfortune again, this scroll?
Bill-seller: I am a bill-seller and [I sell] new laws.
Bid-seller: I have come here to you to sell.
Pisthetaerus: 'What is it?'
Bill-Seller: let the Cloud-Cuckoo-Landers use these measures and
1040
The bill-seller: on the stations and with the decrees just like the Olophyxians.
Pisthetaerus: But you will soon use the very things with which you were struck on the ears.
Bill-seller: "What is wrong with you?"
Pisthetaerus: Will you not take the laws away?
Pisthetaerus: I will show you bitter laws today.
1045
Epidikos: I am called Pisthetaerus, having arrived in the month of Munychion to commit hubris against the people of Munychia.
Pisthetaerus: Is this true? For you were still here, weren't you?
The Bill-Seller: if someone drives out the rulers and does not receive them
1050
Salesman of decrees: according to the stele —
Pisthetaerus: Alas, wretched me, and you were still here, then?
Ephoros: I will destroy you and I am writing you down for ten thousand drachmas.
Pisthetaerus: But as for you, I will amuse myself with the two jars.
Soldier of the Decree: do you remember when you threw down the stele in the evening?
Pisthetaerus: Alas! Let someone seize him. Will not this man endure?
1055
Pisthetaerus: Let us go as quickly as possible from here.
Pisthetaerus: Sacrifice the he-goat inside for the gods.