Flesh & Blood
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:19:16
Push.
:19:25
Push. Is coming. Push.
:19:30
Christ, it hurts!
:19:46
I don't hear anything.
:19:50
Why don't I hear anything?
:19:57
Is the bloody cold and the wet.
:19:59
Enough to kill a man,
let alone a poor little mite like this.

:20:03
We'll bury the child. Help me dig a grave.
:20:09
Lie down.
:20:11
Who does he look like?
:20:15
Me.
:20:19
I knew it.
:20:27
You won't let them put him in the mud,
will you?

:20:32
We'll fix up a nice little box.

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