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:24:03
My master and l have been abroad.
:24:11
The Crusades?
:24:15
Ten years in the Holy Land...
:24:18
bitten by snakes and flies...
:24:20
slaughtered by savages,
poisoned by bad wine...

:24:24
made lousy by women,
rotting with fever...

:24:28
all for the glory of God.
:24:32
The glory of God.
:24:35
Our crusade was so stupid...
:24:38
that only an idealist
could have thought it out.

:24:47
That was horrid about the plague.
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lt's worse than that.
:24:55
Whichever way we turn,
our backside's behind us.

:24:59
Backside behind,
how true, how true.

:25:07
Here's squire Jons.
He grins at Death...

:25:11
chuckles at the Lord,
laughs at himself...

:25:15
and smiles at the girls.
:25:17
His world exists only for himself.
:25:19
Absurd to all, even to himself.
:25:22
Meaningless in heaven,
indifferent in hell.

:25:52
What's that stinking soup good for?
:25:56
She has had carnal knowledge
of the Evil One.


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