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1:18:07
You'll no longer
spread your insidious gospel.

1:18:11
From now on,
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you will not even write
your own ignominious name.

1:18:18
Are your convictions
so fragile,

1:18:20
they cannot stand
in opposition to mine ?

1:18:23
Is your God so flimsy, so weak ?
For shame !

1:18:30
Don't flatter yourself, Marquis.
1:18:32
You're not the Antichrist.
1:18:35
You're nothing but a malcontent
who knows how to spell.

1:18:49
I saw her with my own eyes.
1:18:51
She put the key in the latch
just as proud as she pleased.

1:19:17
Free her now !
1:19:20
Leave her duly strung.
1:19:28
Maddie.
1:19:34
If only blood
will appease you,

1:19:40
then shed mine !
1:19:44
- Abbe, no.
- Go on.

1:19:46
Now !
1:19:49
That won't be necessary.
1:19:53
If you're going to
martyr yourself, Abbe,

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do it for God,
not a chambermaid.


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