Witte, De
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:41:02
Keep your mitts off my daughter.
- D'you want a punch in the face?

:41:08
Home, you!
:41:10
Go on, go home.
:41:14
Go home!
:41:18
And you. Get out of here,
down-and-out.

:41:31
I suppose you think
you can do what you like?

:41:44
Bastards.
:41:46
Suicide. He's in hospital
with 27 fractures to his skull.

:41:53
He hung himself with elastic.
:42:09
Hein, lad,
you'll lose your girlfriend like that.

:42:13
Don't worry.
There are enough girls in the world.

:42:15
He told farmer Coene
exactly what he thought.

:42:18
Shame you've lost that inheritance now.
:42:23
Say that again.
- Shame you've lost that inheritance.

:42:55
Bastard.

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