1:24:00
Has it? Has what?
1:24:02
Don't I please you, sire?
1:24:03
Oh, yes, yes, but, eh, these
brothers and cousins and uncles...
1:24:07
And aunts. Let us not talk about
their swollen, twisted, pain ridden bodies.
1:24:13
Hold me, take me in your
arms, tell me I am yours!
1:24:16
But this, this uh
writhing on the floor...
1:24:18
In agony.
1:24:20
Yes, wh-what's... how
does one catch this thing?
1:24:23
Oh, the touch of a hand,
the brush of a lip...
1:24:25
but let us not spoil this moment,
sire! Hold me, hold me close!
1:24:30
W-what's this
monstrous thing called?
1:24:32
Breckenridge's scourge.
1:24:34
Who's Breckenridge?
1:24:36
My father.
1:24:40
Excuse me, dear, I'm
feeling rather poorly.
1:24:44
Sire, the ceremony is ready.
1:24:46
Oh, very well. Ah, I must go, now,
my dear, and so must- so must you.
1:24:51
Quickly.
1:24:53
Dear... don't touch me.
1:25:16
Where's the jester?
1:25:17
Did you get the key?
- Yes, here it is.
1:25:19
It must be sent by pigeon
to the Black Fox at once!
1:25:22
Let the jester take it and
escape. They plan to kill him.
1:25:25
It'd never there in time.
The bird's our only chance.