Corpse of Kurtz:
Uhhhh... Luh, luh, look here... I was wrong... Woe is me!... What an awful way to die... Eggs of drake... Tuh, tuh, take them to Martien... And, this brooch... Puh, puh, please... take it to muh, my brother Kusto...! Maphr... welcomes... my... soul... Arghhhh...