:38:00
(cheering)
:39:40
- He's lost much blood, my lady.
- l want him to live.
:39:46
- What are you doing?
- We will bleed him.
:39:48
The blood of slaves is impure.
By letting some out he will improve.
:39:51
Bleed him when his trouble is loss of blood?
:39:54
Get out, both of you!
:39:56
The fools. Who can be trusted?
:39:59
l'll stay with him, my lady.