Hold. [ Bucky's voice is loud, clear, and maybe a little over-certain of his lines. ] I must stop here, for my wounds let me travel no further. I hope that Nithor the Exalted passes, that I might give my warning!

[ Bucky staggers, nearly collapsing on the tree that is Venom, in the throes of his over-acted wounds. This is all more or less according to the script, minus that first awkward pause. Bucky isn't supposed to actually die until Nithor makes his appearance. ]