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a worshipper of abstract and unifying God.
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My achievement, however,
is more likely to make a ghost.
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/'// hea/ the rash on his body.
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/'// erase the we/ts cut into his mind
by f/ying manes.
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And when that's done,
/'// put him on a meta/ scooter...
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and send him puttering off
into the concrete wor/d...
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and he'// never touch hide again.
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Hopefully, he'll feel nothing at his fork
but approved flesh...
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l doubt, however, with much passion.
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Passion, you see,
can be destroyed by a doctor.
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lt cannot be created.
1:10:49
You won't gallop anymore, Alan.
1:10:53
Horses will be quite safe.
1:10:56
You'll save your money every week...
1:10:58
and change that scooter for a car...
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and spend glorious weekends...
1:11:04
grooming that.
1:11:06
You'll pop round to the betting shop
and put the odd 50 pence on the nags...
1:11:12
quite forgetting they ever meant
anything more to you than...
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bearers of little profits and little losses.
1:11:18
You will, however, be without pain...
1:11:23
almost completely without...
1:11:27
pain.
1:11:31
And now...
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for me...
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it never stops...
1:11:40
the voice of Equus...
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out of the cave.
1:11:46
Why me?
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''First...
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''account for me.''
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How can l?