[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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