[00:01.53]the hideaway - silentium
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[00:04.79]hickson: over here, miss. here he is. he wasn't in he's room at the inn last monday,
[00:12.31]right, and i went looking for him. i found him here in a poor fettle.
[00:20.05]i thought i'd better fetch you, miss prudence.
[00:23.00]prudence: my god it's him...antracon...my love
[00:31.41]antracon: their eyes so hollow so hollow
[00:35.16]prudence: what's happened to you? why are you all covered in blood?
[00:41.21]antracon: every whore shall burn...every whore shall burn
[00:44.68]prudence: hickson, help him up to the street and into my carriage. we've...
[00:51.10]hickson:]here we go sir prudence...got to get him out of town.
[00:54.56]we'll take him to my father's hunting lodge.
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