Lab. Scalpel. Where are my patients? My eyes and entrails and formaline. Gone. Gone. Mother, of more worth in death than you were alive - sisters. Where are your jars.
.......CASSIAN. You have not yet suffered my dismissal, nor had you asked to take your leave from my presence. You'll surely have an explanation for this anomaly
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Soon.
We got close.
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Better than you, at any rate.
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Does he suspect?
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Be careful, now.
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It won't, it won't, it won't!
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