A Tale of Two Cities Page #5
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by the build of their syllables...
...are manifestly villains.
Just as the other fellow...
The... The defendant,
what was his name?
Darnay. Charles Darnay.
Equally, manifestly a gentleman.
But you can't convict a man on syllables,
on the sound of his name.
Barsad.
Barsad.
I seem to know that name.
Wasn't he involved in
a treason case once before?
Barsad. Yes, he was.
I believe we've uncovered
something here, Carton.
Well, Mr. Darnay, fate and Mr. Barsad
have it that I should handle your case.
Your life is in my hands.
I may lead you to fortune or the grave.
Who knows, and who cares?
I wish you'd stop drinking, or I wouldn't
give much for Mr. Darnay's fortune.
You know, I shouldn't wonder
but that Cruncher...
...Jerry Cruncher,
knows this fellow Barsad.
I think I'll call on Jerry.
I can't have you hobnobbing
with a fellow like him.
Why, he's a grave robber.
Now, a man who employs me
shouldn't be a snob.
But he's a grave robber.
You don't discern the facts.
The very pith and marrow escape you.
Do you know the most interesting
thing to me?
Saving an innocent man
from a horrible death.
No. It's that Cruncher probably knows
the tavern that Barsad drinks at.
That means I can pursue this case
in a congenial atmosphere.
You're in luck, Stryver.
I'll lay you a wager.
I'll drink you a victory.
Oh, dear Lord,
don't let him be a grave robber.
Have mercy on us.
Don't let him be a grave robber.
Oh, dear God...
Bust me if she ain't at it again.
Flopping yourself down
and praying against my prosperity.
Oh, Jerry, how can I keep from praying...
...now that I know
what your real business is?
Listen, Aggerawayter, I won't
me table by your praying.
A grave robber.
Don't say that word.
I'm a resurrectionist, that's what I am.
Doing a service for the medical profession,
besides making a bit of money for myself.
So that's why your fingers
is always rusty, Father.
Quiet, you.
You're an unnatural wife and
an unnatural mother, praying against me.
I was praying for you.
And I tell you I won't be
took the liberty with.
You've got a fine mother, you have...
...praying that the bread and butter
be snatched out of the mouth of her child.
Father, I think she's flopping again.
- What, more flopping?
- No, no, no. I was meditating.
And I won't have you meditating neither.
Prayed against and meditated against
in me own home.
Jerry.
- How are you, Mr. Carton?
- Not rusty, huh?
- Oh, no, sir.
- Good.
- You'll never see them rusty again.
- Jerry, do you know a man called Cly?
Cly? No, I don't believes I do, sir.
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