00:00This is Ashford town, lad.
00:03No one comes to men here who pretend to see you.
00:05Sacred oaths, we hang you naked by your hands.
00:10Blow you down, asshole thirst, onto a sharpened point.
00:15And fuck you dry.
00:17Call up the Ashford chair, so I ask you again.
00:20Were there witnesses to your dubbing besides a fucking songbird?
00:25Well, see, it was raining.
00:30I'm bullshitting you.
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