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:47:05
Excuse me.
These are our seats. Beat it!

:47:08
That pale-skinned
girl over there

:47:11
reminds me
of a waitress at our pub.

:47:15
- Look!
- Shut up.

:47:18
- What if he breaks his leg?
- What? Drop it!

:47:23
My angel nearly forgot
about your invitation today.

:47:28
- Is he bleeding?
- There shouldn't be any blood.

:47:39
- Clean your glasses, Mili.
- They'll knock their teeth out!

:47:46
- Are they dancing?
- You're at the ring, dammit.

:47:52
They'll hurt him.
:47:54
The referee doesn't box.
Watch the two men in shorts.

:48:00
White shorts is a Union man and
red is a butcher's apprentice.

:48:03
- A butcher! There'll be blood!
- This isn't a slaughterhouse.

:48:09
Now shut up, stupid, and watch.
:48:24
- You said he wouldn't get hurt.
- It was a mistake. Now shut up.

:48:38
It is slaughterhouse! Blood's
everywhere. Why did we come?

:48:44
Get out of here, you nut!
She's headed for the asylum...

:48:57
...three, four, five, six...

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