In Old Chicago
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:03:05
Whoa there!
:03:08
Whoa! Whoa there!
:03:10
Hold on, boys!
Whoa, boy. Whoa there.

:03:15
Whoa, boy.
:03:19
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
:03:28
- Pat. Pat!
- Pa.

:03:42
Pat.Jack,
fix the water, quick.

:03:55
Dion, my petticoat,
tear it.

:04:04
Dion, take off your coat
and put it under his head.

:04:13
- ls he hurt bad?
- How should l be knowin'?

:04:16
Pour a little water over his head.
:04:19
That's enough.
Dion, get the whiskey.

:04:23
Never mind me.
Are the rest unharmed?

:04:27
- Not a scratch.
- Heaven be praised for that.

:04:31
'Twas me own fault
and no other.

:04:45
Ain't it the devil's
own doin', though...

:04:48
to be draggin' me down and then
bumping the life out of me?

:04:52
Just when the smell
of Chicago's in me nose.

:04:56
Jack.
:04:58
Dion.

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