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If I may just detain you, gentlemen, Sister Dora will be with us in a moment.

I understand she has a little matter she wishes to bring up with us.

While we are waiting, may I say that this is the 10th anniversary of Sister Dora's coming

to us.

Perhaps Mr. Chairman, it would be a suitable moment to reaffirm our appreciation of all

the same.

Yes, of course.

I quite agree.

Sister Dora, we all feel this would be a...

Mr. Thompson, take a look at that.

Not fit to drink, is it?

You can see the impurities.

We must have a filter installed.

You agreed?

Yes, Sister.

Thank you.

Now, gentlemen, the other masters I wish to bring up, I have found a carpenter who will

fit large casters onto armchairs so that the helpless patients can be wheeled to the bathroom.

And clothing.

Now, we must increase the clothes bank.

As you know, I frequently have to cut off the garments of injured patients and they must

be replaced.

Now, I have here an estimate for a system of bells connecting my bedroom to the ward

and an emergency bell to the front door.

What else?

Let me see.

Ah, yes, lacquer.

Ten gallons, please, gentlemen, so that we can seal all surfaces and then they can be scrubbed

with hot water regularly against infection.

I think that is all.

Thank you very much, gentlemen.

Oh, a hen.

A hen, sister.

Eggs, you know.

Sister Dora, the new doctor, Dr. McLackley, yes.

He positively encourages the patients in their low songs and course language.

I was ready to sink through the floor.

Wouldn't there have been surprised if you had?

What fit you didn't.

How can you not feel about it?

My dear, if I couldn't laugh at the things that happened here, I really don't know how

I should carry on.

It's part of a nurse's training to be made to blush a little and take no harm.

Good afternoon, Mr. Wilton.

Will excuse us, nurse.

Good afternoon, sister.

Mrs. Sottie, news I've been hearing from Dr. McLackley and about the smallpox outbreak.

As bad already, he tells me, as six years ago.

Yes, I'm afraid it is.

But not least, we've got the fever hospital to help contain it.

You haven't seen it, sister.

It's nothing but an annex to the workhouse.

The only nurses are able-bodied porpoise.

An ambulance in the street is the signal for all doors to be slammed and locked.

The people would rather die in their own homes.

It's as bad as that.

Certainly.

And who would we find willing to nurse there?

Hi, Wood.

No, sister.

Impossible.

Of course you could.

The committee would never agree to it.

The risk is far too great.

Dr. Hill will support me.

We could never give her permission.

I don't think permission is a word that sister Doris very familiar with.

Sister, you mustn't attempt it.

How should we manage here without you?

If you'll excuse me, I'll just go and tell the student nurses how to divide their duties

while I'm away.

And then, Dr. McLackley, if you'll very kindly drive me over to the fever hospital before

the dark.

The committee will be appalled.

Do you mean to drive her over there?

Unless you think she should walk.

Mm-hmm.

Is this it?

This is it.

Take me back.

Please take me back.

I know I said I'd come here, but I didn't know it would be like this.

You really don't want to stay?

No, no, I can't bear it.

That's all right.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can't bear it.

Well, that's all right.

We'll go away again.

But I suppose now that we're here, you'll want to look around and make a report on it.

Well, very well.

I don't object.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

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I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

He's happy, he's happy!

What are you talking about, Doctor?

Of course I'm not leaving.

There's everything to be done, and at once,

I'll make out a list of things I shall need from the town hall

if you'll be good enough to deliver it for me.

Disinfectant urgently.

The Lee powder.

Twenty bars of soap, scrubbing brushes.

Six will do.

And a good supply of flannel. The children must have night guns.

And my dear Rachel, I never told you how a week after that alarming first sight of the place.

I read the text for the day, and you know what it was.

I will lure her and bring her into the wilderness,

and speak comfortably to her.

So, I made myself comfortable.

I have had my hands full, for I couldn't get a decent woman to come.

I will need two critties from the workhouse.

Get! Get house!

We had a thorough spring clean and whitewashed the building.

The board of guardians were very startled when I put in for new floorboards,

but that has been done now.

The danger of total disaster is over,

but I shall still be a prisoner here until the late summer.

Still, I feel thankful that I came.

No one is afraid of being brought here now.

And I shall feel easily.

When the last patient is gone, and I can lock the door behind me.

Nearly ready.

Just these last few things to burn.

What?

Well, that sensational railway fiction of Mr. Wilson

disapprovingly kept you supplied with?

Well, you knew what an infection I caught from them.

We can't run the risk of them spreading smallpox as well.

All rights. Let me check them.

Sister had a strange addiction for lurid fiction.

Though not in other ways, selects, she garged herself on yellowbacks.

Shameful.

What's more, she'll be driving home with you wearing no gloves.

When I went to put them when I found my hands were a size larger.

I can't wear sixes any longer.

It's a shame.

I'm not a slave.

I can't put them when I found my hands were a size larger.

I can't wear sixes any longer.

It's a sad knock to my vanity.

Three times dead.

All the secret of the heat.

Oh.

The trail of this happened.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, I did sorry.

Love her stories.

The two years burst, Mr. Jones, sir.

He turned that loose.

Guys!

The time can't keep it, sir.

This mountain that lay everywhere!

Get away on one sister door at the college hospital.

Collect as many blankets as you can find.

Guess I'm meant to help your know how to put on the burns.

Run like Fjordi to the railway station.

We need every camp there is to get until the hospital.

Pull yourself together, man. Run!

No, no, no, no.

Sister!

It's the arm work, sister.

What... what... what was the accident that's ever been?

Nurse!

I'll... I'll give her a sinner.

Come and sit down.

I'll give you some room.

Nurse, the patients in Barnet Ward must all be sent home.

Except little Ernie, she's too ill to move.

Have her cot wheeled into my bedroom.

There's been a bad accident at the arm works.

We just have time to scrub and disinfect the wards before the men get here.

MUSIC

What's she doing, sister Dorek?

I've learned her.

Math to Math with the breathing pears.

Run!

And then why is your time on me, sister?

And mothers want you worse?

I'll be thankful to die.

This is man's name.

Jack Phillips.

Or a good, brave man, Jack.

And there's a safe harbor ahead of you.

You can be sure of that.

I can't save him.

Stay with him, won't you?

He must know that we care.

You would much better get home.

Nurse, you take this man into the water.

Very gentle.

Oh, come on.

Oh, come on.

Hold.

Oh, come on.

slightly different degrees too.

Everything is clean up.

Drops apart.

Our dream has to roll

With thy cross of Jesus

Growing and before

Christ our royal master

Leads are pinced upon

A word into battle

Sing His path of gold

Good night, good blessing

Sister, there's simply one doing you know

It's been ten days since the disaster

And you've scarcely left the men for a moment

And you've always found that I can stay up six nights

If I go to bed on the seventh, so it's alright to arrange for an overdraft when the occasion arises

Besides, I did get some sleep last night

My howl, Lord?

Long enough to dream I was skating at Astrich

Cutting across the image of a star that gleamed upon the ice

Like Wordsworth

Good night, Sister

Another cornucopia

Mr. Jones, you must have been scouring every chicken farm and orchard for miles around to bring

Eggs and fruit like this every day, but thank you

They are my men, Sister

As well as yours

This wine, by the way, this bottle is your private bottle

For me?

You and no one else

But Mr. Jones, what about an ordinary man?

Why don't you sit down like an ordinary human and have some now?

I don't know how you've done it these past two weeks, but if you're not near to exhaustion, you deserve to be

Oh, yes, I am

Tired now the worst is over

But your visits have been like a reviving breath about each time you came

But all of us, what a difference it made

As perfusion said to the atom

Oh, you don't know how much

We know the cause of the explosion

The fireman has admitted that the order of the furnace to be overfilled

So that it wouldn't be topping up at the end of his shift

Something he's been in the habit of doing

Great wonder there's been no accident before

Poor man

Poor man

I have to live with that thought on his mind

Oh dear, the burden of past mistakes can make life so difficult to cope with

I feel so sorry, boy

Mr. June, you haven't poured yourself any wine

Oh, that's your wine, sister

Well, if it's my wine, I have the right to share it with a good friend

My workmen have been making a device to my design, good friendship

Good friendship? What device?

A set of overhead pulleys to make the work of lifting the patients easier to helpless ones

You may scorn the notion

Scoring?

But it sounds a wonderful idea

Well, you better not say that until you've seen it

Right, off you go

What?

Well, sister, what do you think you wouldn't do?

I think it's more ingenious than anything since the Kipton suspension brings

What should we call it?

The Kenyan June Skylark, I think

I never saw such a woman in my life before

She has the vitality, three ordinary people

All right?

And she's a glorious nature

Well, maybe there's a wee bit too much of a wayward impulsiveness

Maybe you should marry the man that knew how to rule her

She'll be shown subdued

But just think, McLaughlin, of how much that productivity of devotion has meant to the time

Oh, I don't deny it

You know, as long as she doesn't get swept off in her own current without thinking twice about it

Well, you couldn't be great at all opposites

She all dash and imagination, you, steady, firm, unemotional

That's what makes her such a fine team, my dear fellow

Has she ever thought of leaving?

Yeah, go and lie down under the next train

What a bit the new isolation wing she's asked for

I've written to ten architectural firms for tenders

Some are already in, we understand the urgency

Cross-infections for fear most

Tell them how much the words are scrubbed and scariffer

Yes, I understand that

And as sister daughter, urge them as the shock to children of having to see mutilated cases and death is wrong and terrible

They're all very well aware of how unequipped we are to deal with any major disaster

I

Longed to make a move for you

Shall we let her?

Go on sister, I don't mind playing the part of you if you make sure I be

Wouldn't now know it, those sharp eyes of hers don't miss nothing

Bless you

You haven't known me when your next coming

Now I'd like to know, if I were to expect you so that I can get my work finished

And we have time to talk, I look forward to it all day

Well, you can be sure I shall be here every evening

Except when the furnaces are working full blast

Can you see the work from upstairs?

Should be able to

Yes, I think I can

Well, if you can see the fires, you'll know we're working late

That will be our

Play-marometer

I shall look towards it first thing in the morning and again in the evening

He warmeth himself and says, ah-ha, I have seen the fire

Let it hurt herself in his case

Good night, Mr. Jones

Good night, my dear

How great a matter, a little fire, Kingley

How will that do?

Rather well, I think

I am anxious to know if you caught my cold by coming out last night

You did look so ill, and then I was quite shocked to see you

And quite grieved that you should be able to see the fire

And I was just a little bit scared

I was just a little bit scared

I was just a little bit scared

I was just a little bit scared

I was just a little bit scared

And then I was quite shocked to see you and quite grieved that you should venture out

Only to keep your promise

After you left, I went into the ward and found one patient in great distress

I immediately sent for the doctor and sat up with him

The doctor never came, and before three o'clock the man died

But so suddenly

He went into eternity without knowing it

Without a thought

It did distress me so

I feel as if I should have done more for him

It has been a heavy day

I have not had so dark at times since the smallpox epidemic

I have just given the patient said tea and the usual question

Sister, is the visitor coming tonight?

I was obliged to say

No, the flame looks as if you are not coming

I do wish you had been

I think it would have cheered me

But I know you will be here when you can

I'm sorry, the floors must be scrubbed and scrubbed again

I was sure the evening would bring you

I so needed your company

All my dear the worst has happened

Why, what's wrong?

Four cases are very civilous

The hospital will have to be closed

I won't take you into the ward

I woke this morning hoping the flame orometer would tell me you might be coming in it did

Are you feeling well again?

Quite well

Well, don't I look it?

You look splendid

You really mean the hospital has to be closed?

The wards must be allowed to empty, no more admissions

I thought we had taken, I know we had taken every precaution

But the size of the blast furnace disaster simply broke through our defences

Is it uncontrollable? The infection?

The bacteria can be carried in the noses and throats of nurses and so does susceptible patients

The art patients department of course will remain open

and the committee are trying to rent somewhere temporarily until a new hospital can be built

Have anything in mind?

The only possibility belongs to the railway company

And anything less suitable you couldn't imagine

Besides, there will be no view of the ironworks

I won't know when to expect you

But with the hospital closed, you'll have more time to yourself

For a while at least, time to come out to Dudley

My mother and sisters are longing to welcome you

Time to walk together in Sutton Park

Found these violets there today

So here's an end to your wintery thoughts

Oh, they're out so soon

And you're thought to bring them

Oh, this smell of violence, it makes me feel like a prisoner out on parole

Oh, this smell of violence, it makes me feel like a prisoner out on parole

Oh, thank you

With thanks

For everything you are

Oh, not everything I am deserves it

I wish I could think so well of myself

Couldn't this gracious?

It's a good thing I'd left with sisterhood

If I hadn't, and the reverent father had walked in just now

I should have had to bid farewell to Warsaw

Tomorrow

I must try not to let you make me forget that I am a working woman

Two days ago I had a message to visit a patient out of town

But after outpatients I forgot, yes that I remembered

And I walked across the fields feeling very dejected

And the woman came running towards me and she said

Too late, sister Dora

Too late?

I felt such a failure

I felt like retiring on the spot from public life, oh

Oh my girl

No walks in Sutton Park, no setting tongues to wag nothing that can harm the work here

What you mean to me is so precious

But it must be our secret

I can't have you thinking of me as your evil genius

Oh blessed evil genius if you are

Do you know I went to sleep last night hoping the dream of where I'd left some keys?

I dreamt I lost my leg

Why are you thinking of that now?

I'm not sure, I'm not sure

I dreamt I lost my leg

Why are you thinking of that now?

I don't really know

It was such a relief to wake up and find it wasn't true

How can you do that now?

Where did you go?

Ti De Op!

Now I'll get to the let go!

Pitch is synagogue!

Just out of the way, auto now!

Get it out!

pass!

Just get out of my face, come on!

Let go!

Up the stairs, up the stairs.

Shoo joo de, shoot!

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

What a welcome!

talesion!

I can't, where did it go?

Out through the doors I came in.

Into the filthy water and at the railway bridge I expect.

What a place for a hospital.

Yes.

Well, it's the best I can manage in the time.

And they promised me it only has to be endured for a few months.

I comfort myself with that.

It belongs to the railway.

It almost is the railways.

You can hear.

When the trains go by, they shake the whole building open a window.

And you disappear in a puffed smoke.

I've all seen engine drivers, not to let off steam when they go by.

It's my dear how proud they are now.

But that's what you call quiet.

At least they don't shriek anymore.

You didn't know I've already seen you today.

Jean, where?

This morning in the train is you came from Dudley.

If you'd been looking out, you could have seen me too, standing at the window.

We could almost have shaken hands.

It's even better than the flamer of itself.

I did see you pass yesterday.

I won't late and thought I might miss you.

But after a hasty toilet, continue to be in the ward window as the train went by.

I never saw you this morning.

I am writing this now from my bed.

So please excuse.

I have felt so strong and well this last fortnight.

I could jump to the moon.

There was a lot of strength.

And when some bad accidents came in on Monday, I thought I could run all night as well as

day and went at that rate until Thursday.

We're not feeling well I came to rest for a while.

And here I am.

But the doctors giving me leave to go down tomorrow, so I shall be able to see you at

the usual time.

You did not see my face at the window this morning, but I thought of you all the same.

You're hoping to see you soon.

It was shortly after I joined the sisterhood.

They sent me to look after.

Very wealthy, very unmanageable old lady.

But first she tried to frighten me.

She threatened me with a knife.

And then she took a fancy to me and gave me rings and brooches which I duly returned

to her relatives the next morning.

And I'm commonly unpleasant, I heard of it.

But with a mad old woman who has fondled me and the relatives who were jealous of me.

And the footman who took me for a seventh and would make a loved one.

How?

How do you think so indeed?

Oh, you are kind to listen to such ancient history.

I've told you quite as much of my own.

I love to hear it.

My son brought you a birthday present by the way.

But it's not my birthday for me.

Never mind.

What is it?

A locket.

Oh, my dear.

Thank you.

Birthday or no birthday.

Which you don't have to return to my relatives in the morning.

But you're not there?

No, I'm not there.

But you must be.

Isn't it tomorrow you're having the group photograph taken at the works?

Tomorrow?

Yes.

Then be sure to get down well out of the multitude so you can immediately cut out to fit.

I'm giving it to you now because I won't be here on your birthday.

Not?

No.

I'm off on business to South Africa for three months.

Three months?

It will seem a very sleepless winter.

With all the details of the building program to occupy you, you will find it better to have

me out of the way.

How much easier things will be without my distracting influence?

There are having to be two people.

One hidden from the other.

That isn't good.

Do I look distracted?

You look beautiful.

But tired.

Not so tired that I can't be made to feel completely new in your company.

Without it, how shall I manage?

Some friends have invited me to Paris.

Shall I accept?

I've had such a longing this year to see the world.

I thought it might vanish before I had the chance to see what is there.

I've known only such a tiny corner of it.

But that tiny corner and the people in it, I have loved.

Very much.

You have no date yet to understand for the completion of the new hospital?

Not a firm one.

You know there have been unexpected delays.

A few months it was to vain.

Well, by the autumn of next year, we've had so long time to keep fingers crossed.

A long time for Sister Dorit to struggle with the difficulties.

It's impossible for anyone not working near continuously to know the strain in her.

She's overworked and very tired.

With all the marks of fatigue, exposure and anxiety upon her.

Why, Sister, what's the matter? Are you all right?

Yes, yes, Mrs. Hoseman. Just a little clumsy fisted today.

That's all fancy, but there's a mountain out of a match.

It's what nonsense is. It's all right, Amelia. I'll give you your hands.

You wouldn't know such thing.

Would you, Miss Fanny?

In exceeding joy for a little while.

We do not know how long.

We only know we must work.

While it is dead.

You know very well what's wrong, don't you?

There's not much doubt, is there?

And you might as well admit it.

Oh, Mrs. Harrison.

Do you know what Sister Dorit is? She seems to be in keeping her away these past few days.

She's going to Birmingham, Doctor.

What did she tell you why?

She said her brother was giving a lecture there at the Midland Institute

and she wanted to hear it about modern books.

Well, I suppose that might be called a days holiday.

And what she needs is a month or more of no cares at all in a change of air.

A long rest. If ever we can persuade her to take it.

Did you enjoy your brother's lecture, Sister?

Very much.

I expect he was very glad to see you again.

What, daughter?

Still cutting off little Tommy's fingers and little Jimmy's toes.

I'm glad to see you again.

What, daughter?

Still cutting off little Tommy's fingers and little Jimmy's toes.

Gladness doesn't come very easily to him, Mrs. Harrison.

I hope he was.

I bring you up a nice cup of tea.

You must be a very tired sister.

I'm glad Miss Dorit is here.

I'm glad Miss Dorit is here.

I hope he was.

I'm glad Miss Dorit is here.

I hope he was.

I hope he was.

I hope he was.

I hope he was.

I hope he was.

I hope he was.

I advise an immediate and radical operation, Sister.

I must have a little time to consider, Mr. Grant.

No.

It must run his natural course.

No one need no.

Lord for some time, at least.

That's my great thing, Will.

Good.

Good.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

That's my great thing, Will.

Good.

Where have you been today, Sister?

Where have I been?

Well, I've been looking over the new outpatient department.

First part of the new building to be nearly ready.

And how grand we shall be.

There's a waiting room, a surgeon's room,

and a separate dressing cubicles.

We shan't know ourselves.

You'll be happy then, won't you, Sister?

Yes, I'll be happy then.

And you'll be wearing your boots.

Thanks to you, Sister.

Excuse me, Sister.

I saw Mr. Jones in the town.

He's looking so brown and well,

that he's been back from Africa for a month or more.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you alone.

And I'm glad to see you and I'm glad to see you again.

And I'm glad to see you again.

And I'm glad to see you alone.

And I'm glad to see you again.

And I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to see you again.

And I'm glad to see you again.

I'm glad to hear you again.

I'm glad to hear you again.

I'm glad to hear you again.

I'm glad to hear you again.

Of course I am.

With my man.

Of course I am.

This woman in this woman's way.

Always listening to you.

I'm glad to hear you.

Always listening to you.

Always listening to the liveowski with my man.

My dear Mr. Jones, fancy my astonishment this morning to see a letter in the box in the well-known handwriting, the first this year.

Do you not think you call too largely on my faith and friendship when you tell me not to think that you have entirely forgotten me?

Why I should have to be an angel to go on hoping against hope.

I am only a free week woman and cannot live on trust.

When a quarter of a year has gone and your friend has neither written nor called to see you,

when he actually sat by your side and never spoke to you, what has friendship I ask you to live on?

Why nothing?

Oh, I did expect that you would have spoke unto me at the cost of night.

You know how you stand with me, and I'm afraid so loving your creatures I am,

but nothing can ultimately leave the Lord.

You will always find a lovely work.

Come with me.

So you see, when the break had been made it seemed so much.

Why is there not to disturb each other again?

I thought I couldn't take you back into the half world not being seen too often together of all the circumspection and muting of strings.

But once I saw you, I knew it was impossible to do without our friendship.

It was, sir.

I miss me got an attempt to be sensible.

It's a good thing you suffer fools gladly and never yet despair of a human soul.

Certainly not yours.

Only sometimes my home.

It was strange, wasn't it?

You were writing to me on Monday because on that very morning I'd taken out paper to write to you to ask if you had forgotten me.

And then I thought you would think I was foolish.

So I put it by.

I'm getting your letter the next morning and all the more for that.

Oh, it suddenly seems as though you've never been away.

Except that I'm longing to hear what you've been doing from the moment of boarding the boat.

There will be plenty of time for that in evenings to come thank goodness.

Give me your news first.

I'm being sent away on holiday.

So much for times plenty.

You come back.

I go away.

We might almost be playing hide and seek.

This time, out of the holiday, there won't have to be any seeking.

No more losing each other.

Don't be hurt at my going.

Of course not.

Don't ever be.

All these to be burned, Mrs Harrison.

Why sister, anyone would think you would never come in back.

I'll never be sure.

Sorry this is a well to be prepared.

Needing on holiday.

Thank you, Mrs Harrison.

What's up?

Hello.

The holiday she called it.

Walking the wards of Paris hospitals.

Helping with cases at the surgical home in London.

I'm busy with some wonderful cases, she says.

With the pleasure of watching Professor Lister do some wonderful operations, she says.

Wonderful, maybe.

But it's no wonder she's in such a bad way.

Wendy and Tenn opening the new hospital.

Fourth of November.

And that's just about the date sister Dora will be buried.

Are you having a joke with me?

I had a most cheerful letter from her only a week ago.

Oh, not joking.

I thought it best to tell you it once.

I can't believe it.

Why are you only saying this to me now?

Why have we had no idea that if we had guessed?

Do you think we would all let our live these last few months so vitally?

So happily even.

She knew we wouldn't.

You're sending her home to Yorkshire?

No, she wants to come back here to Warsaw.

To die amongst my own people, she said.

You will be there at the opening of a hospital, Wendy.

Yes, my love.

I will be there.

I asked if I could be carried just to the engine.

But I am not to have my way.

For what?

I was sorry you had a useless walk last night.

I pictured you walking through the rain.

I had to see you today once more.

But okay.

But okay.

Okay.

You mustn't come again.

It agitates me too much.

And it only upsets you to see me in this day.

Okay, then.

You mustn't fret for me or grieve.

I'm quite happy.

I've so long to go home.

Mr. Jones is going to be my representative.

The opening of a new hospital.

But you didn't think I lived to see.

I've done the doctors again.

We all know that you're the exception to every rule, sister.

I think I may have upset Mr. Willett, the known conformist, minister.

I told him when he came he was just in time.

I'd had a narrow escape.

Because the Roman Catholic priest had just been.

And he was...

fascinating.

I don't think Mr. Willett has much sense of you.

Boom.

That's a lovely sound.

Take him to my soul.

No!

Speak to me

How did you say your sister

?

Yes.

I attended meetings

in school to go home

Who are you cool?

How are you?

Are you kidding me?

I have lived alone.

Let me die alone.

Let me die alone.

I have lived alone.

I have lived alone.

The music was composed by Wolf of Josephs.

I have lived alone.