:26:01
I must show no understanding.
:26:04
Not of French or English.
:26:07
I must have no past, Sydney.
:26:10
This is the year zero...
:26:13
...and nothing has gone before.
:26:27
The wind whispers of fear and hate.
:26:31
The war has killed love, Sydney.
:26:34
And those who confess
to the Angka vanish.
:26:38
And no one dare ask where they go.
:26:42
Here, only the silent survive.