[01:00.00]Hickson: Over here, miss. Here he is. He wasn't in he's room at the inn last monday, right, and i
[01:00.00] Went looking for him. i found him here in a poor fettle. i thought i'd better fetch you, miss
[01:00.00] Prudence.
[01:00.00] Prudence: My god it's him...Antracon...my love
[01:00.00] Antracon: Their eyes so hollow so hollow
[01:00.00] Prudence: What's happened to you? Why are you all covered in blood?
[01:00.00] Antracon: Every whore shall burn...every whore shall burn
[01:00.00] Prudence: Hickson, help him up to the street and into my carriage. We've...
[01:00.00] Hickson: Here we go sir Prudence...got to get him out of town. We'll take him to my father's
[01:00.00] Hunting lodge.