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1:43:00
Excuse me, Lord.
1:43:02
- May I say something?
- Yes, Jack.

1:43:05
Are there four
vacancies in purgatory?

1:43:10
- Yes.
- So put these four in there!

1:43:13
What do you say, Mother?
1:43:16
I'd be very pleased.
1:43:20
It's granted.
1:43:24
The four of you may go.
1:43:28
There's no hope!
1:43:30
It's always like that when
a woman rules over a man!

1:43:33
Your turn, Jack the Cricket.
1:43:35
I'll make a point of
sending this one to hell!

1:43:39
You're so smart...
1:43:42
what do you have to say
for yourself?

1:43:45
- Nothing.
- What do you mean?

1:43:48
- Now is the time for truth.
- That's the problem.

1:43:52
- I'm better skilled with lies.
- I'm glad you admit it!

1:44:00
- You lied to survive, Jack.
- But I enjoyed it.

1:44:04
I learned to enjoy
tricking those people!

1:44:07
You were exploited!
1:44:09
Cleverness is a poor
man's courage!

1:44:12
It was your only weapon
against your heartless masters!

1:44:17
I thank you.
But I know I was no saint.

1:44:22
He's playing dumb
to get her sympathy.

1:44:28
I'm such a rotten apple
that he could be right.

1:44:31
No! Don't give in!
1:44:33
He's the father of all lies!
He's trying to confuse you!

1:44:37
The truth is I was no saint,
nor did I have a heroic death.

1:44:43
He was poor like us, my son.
1:44:47
He had to endure difficulties
in a poor, dry land, like ours.

1:44:53
He's struggled since he was a boy.
1:44:57
He had no childhood.

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