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He made that quite clear, yes.
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Gifford that box glued to your hands...?
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Aren't they gauche...? Those steel things are so common.
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Nothing worse than a common tool.
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You two sees like a perfect fit. Only two mounths...?
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Mmhmm. Seems & lot longer.
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In the bayou, they have a saying... 'You choose the music for the dance but fortune picks your partner.' Darling, I'd say you're on a roll.
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Always give the crovd a taste, darling. Now Ryan said I'm supposed to make sure
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I don't want it.
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'The heir to the fortune must wear the Mayfair pendant an her wedding day.' We should all have to suffer such burdens.
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Then you wear it.
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C'mon now give a little nod to Mayfair tradition.
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I'm sure he's alright, Bea. They'll find him somewhere.
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It's over a month. The police say it happens all the time.
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Jesus I've got to get to the ho
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Rowan's already called the hotel, Michael. At the cemetery by now, I would guess.
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How do you know about Rowan ...? I didn't Cemetery...?
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With her family. Rowan's mother died yesterday.
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Rowan's mother died at childbirth. And she doesn't have. any family.
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I ask only that you stay here, long enough to be educated. A few hours.
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You sound certifiable. Yon know that.
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I r saw him as a child. Lots of times... But no one else did.
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Come. There is a lot to read
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A what...?
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A spirit. Perhaps evil... ...and he has come to you with Diedre gone you've... inherited him.
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No scaredycats in the Talamasca, huh...?
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There is a difference between sensing danger and being afraid. what defines you in the landscape, Michael...? what anchors your life...? Your work...? Your creativity...?
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Rowan.
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Then focus on how you feel about her. Because your feelings define you. Take off your gloves, Michael.
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Don't tell Rowan about this.
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Michael, Rowan should
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NO! she's pregnant, Aaron. she's got that to deal with and the clinic.. she is not to hear about this. don't you think I know she spends half her lite worrying about me... Listening to my heart, aren't you...? The Timex still ticking...?
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What have the witches always asked of you...?
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"Go back, Michael. Do what you can..."
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Yes and you have. Do you see...? He was passing over into death but the witches sent him back to the one person they knew had the power to save him... and they gave him the power to show you what no one else could...
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on't know what else to do. Maybe I just don't belong in her life. well I'm already out of her life.
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Nothing was ever more false.
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Then tell me. Is it Lasher....
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I'll probably be back in a week...but I can't spend Christmas in that house. you'll check on her every day...?
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Every day twice.
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Aaron lieten to me... It's been Lasher from the start!
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What are you talk
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He chose ME for ROWAN when I was a child!
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Rowan...
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You have to warn her this second! I'm catching the next flight back!
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Many times over the past thirty years. Why he shows himself to me, I don't know but Lasher's not some mindless wraith.
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Then what is he...?
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A spacial entity. An organized energy. something that precedes our definition of existence.
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Going away doesn't mean you leave Lasher behind. He was on Rowan's deck and the plane... geography seems irrelevant now.
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Michael you loved that house as a child. You could work again! You could make it ours. We'll sweep out the horror. And Lasher with it!
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Thank you for this honor, my dear.
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You've been shadowing the family for thirty years. It's only fitting you give one af us away.
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I've grown very fond of you you and Michael both.
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I have seen him again. Last night.
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But you've not told Michael.
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Lasher will act, Rowan. Whatever it is he wants he's waited three hundred years to have it. facing him alone... I don't like
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Lasher is my legacy not Michael's. Aaron, I've seen the pain in Michael. I can't bear to see anymore. He's not to know. Swear to me.
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Are you alright...? You look pale.
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I wish everyone would stop commenting on my health. I'm the doctor.
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There are two.
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Two what...?
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Two heartbeats.
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With his hands!
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But why would they do that...?
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You've always said you felt goodness in them that the witches brought you and Rowan together. Isn't that right...? They're reaching out to you, Rowan!
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But it doesn't make sense. They they used Lasher... they conspired with him.
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Who can say the hope of redemption dies with our last breath...? They must see what the legacy has wrought Diedre, withered inside herself Carlotta, killing and stunting her own flesh and blood... surely they sense the child you carry and the life it might lead in Lashers grasp... Maybe, in death, they feel remorse for the evil they embraced in life...?!
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:What, you're doing Darcy? Since when?
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:No, I said, I hate what I'm doing to Darcy. Oh, boy, men are stupider, it's true.
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:Would you stop it!
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:Well, they are.
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:What do you mean "They" are? Are you officially a woman now?
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:Oh, I wish. A woman wouldn't have screwed over the woman she loved. No, they don't think that way.
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Christ, that's twice in...When did they move in?
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I think three...
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Three weeks.
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What's their name?
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Feur, I think. Psych department. Figures. They're all psychotic.
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She's awake.
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We'll be quiet. Quick and quiet.
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When's she out of here?
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Norman Spencer.
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Alright. I can't take the rejection. I'm going to class.
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Don't.
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Claire, I have to show up for the
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It's Saturday.
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It's today?
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Yep.
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Claire?
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Three o'clock.
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Whatcha reading?
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Genetic repair mechanisms in eukaryotic organisms.
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How is it?
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Excellent. Couple of Swedish sailor cells just gang divided a virginal cheerleader cell.
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Nice. Almost done.
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If you have to work...
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No, no. I'm just about... There.
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How are you?
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Fine.
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It's okay if you're not.
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