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:08:02
One morning, the bishop placed
his hand upon her thigh."

:08:07
"'Holy Father, 'cried she,
:08:10
"'I've come to confess my sins,
not commit them anew. '

:08:16
"Heedless, the old priest
turned her over on his knee...

:08:20
"and lifted her skirts
high above her hips,

:08:24
"exposing the pink flesh
of her backside.

:08:28
"There between the orbs
of her dimpled ass...

:08:32
"lay a blushing rosebud...
:08:35
"begging to be... plucked.
:08:39
" Before Justine could wrestle
from his grasp,

:08:41
" Before Justine could wrestle
from his grasp,

:08:43
"this most ungodly man
took a communion wafer,

:08:47
"the body of our Lord,
Jesus Christ,

:08:51
and placed it on the girl's
twitching orifice."

:08:55
Must I, Your Majesty ?
:09:01
"As he loosened his manhood
from beneath his robes,

:09:05
"the bishop muttered
a Latin prayer...

:09:08
"and then,
with a mighty thrust,

:09:10
drove it
into her very entrails."

:09:16
The novel's lewd subject matter
and its overripe style...

:09:20
reveal it to be the work
of the Marquis de Sade.

:09:23
He composes his prose
from inside a madhouse.

:09:26
Enough !
Seize every copy !

:09:30
We'll torch them all on
the palace lawn in full public view !

:09:37
As for the author, shoot him.
:09:45
A note of caution, Sire.
:09:47
We all remember what happened
to Robespierre, Danton.

:09:52
Put the marquis to death and history
might even regard you as a despot.

:09:57
But I am history.
:09:59
Of course, Your Majesty.

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