:54:22
- Wait! He's not after you.
- I'll get him!
:54:45
We cannot win this.
:54:56
[Loud Footsteps]
:55:01
[Footsteps Continue]
:55:09
Aah!
:55:39
[Thunderclaps]
:55:44
Remarkable. A wound like this should've
killed him. But it needs no stitch,
:55:48
- and there's hardly a loss of blood.
- [Gasps]
:55:50
You must be still.
:55:52
- The fever is on you.
- Katrina.
:55:58
Nostradamus, Mediamus,
Milk of Mercy,