The Unbeliever.

"So where's this bastarding mountain, Arthur? I'm 79, Arthur, my legs aren't what they used to be, you know that. We've been traipsing around for hours and you keep telling me there's a fucking mountain in the middle of this wankstain of a city. I'm tired, Arthur."

"I don't understand it, Agnes......the map says it's right here. I......".

"Tosser".