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:50:02
I wonder who's to blame,
the author or his muse ?

:50:10
- It was fiction, of course.
- Of course.

:50:12
- It was not inspired by circumstance.
- It certainly was not.

:50:14
You ought to be ashamed, Abbe,
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exploiting these pathetic cretins
for financial gain.

:50:20
This is not our intention.
:50:22
It was a freak show for tourists
and curiosity seekers.

:50:25
Charenton is a sanatorium,
not a circus !

:50:27
The theater is henceforth closed.
:50:30
"Closed" ?
:50:32
As for your friend,
playwright emeritus of the madhouse-

:50:34
I'll do everything in my power-
:50:37
Do more, or I shall be forced
to inform the ministry...

:50:40
that the inmates are,
indeed, running the asylum.

:50:58
Mmm. Mmm.
:51:00
Well, I hope you're satisfied.
:51:05
He shut down our theater.
:51:08
He can't do that to me.
:51:10
How can one man be so selfish ?
:51:15
We merely held up a mirror.
:51:17
Apparently,
he didn't like what he saw.

:51:25
- What the devil are you
doing with my quills ?
- You've left me no choice.

:51:29
I kept my promise.
I didn't publish.

:51:34
Perhaps, in time,
you can earn them back.

:51:37
You can't.
:51:39
I've all the demons of hell
in my head.

:51:41
My only salvation
is to vent them on paper.

:51:44
Try reading for a change.
:51:46
The writer who produces more
than he reads-

:51:48
A sure mark of an amateur.
:51:51
Here.
:51:53
Start with the Bible.
:51:55
It's cheerier
and more artfully written.

:51:59
This monstrous God of yours ?

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