:33:25
Look!
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My children!
:33:33
Wait!
:33:34
Oona. Bring her forward!
:33:41
Oona...
:33:42
I have spared your life as a reminder...
:33:45
that I will not tolerate your heathen ways...
:33:48
as long as I am magistrate here.
:33:51
Now, you and the rest of your filthy herd,
scatter into the hills!
:33:55
I never want to set eyes on you again.
:33:58
My children.
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All my children!
:34:05
Why?
:34:10
You better kill me, too...
:34:13
Edward Whitman...
:34:15
than let me live with this memory.
:34:18
If your sorcery was so strong, Oona...
:34:22
why didn't you use it to save your children,
as you call them?
:34:28
All right!
:34:47
Oona.
:34:56
Lord Satan...
:34:59
father of miracles and wonders.