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WILLIAM: They only told me your sight was fading.
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JOHN: Well, now it's faded altogether.
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I never did things by halves. God decided I'd seen enough.
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WILLIAM: So it's true.
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JOHN: What's true?
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WILLIAM: Writing your account.
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JOHN: I wish I could see your face.
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How are you looking?
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WILLIAM: Same.
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JOHN: Still too thin.
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WILLIAM: A little fatter lately.
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JOHN: Oh, she feeds you well then, this wife of yours?
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WILLIAM: She's given me an appetite.
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JOHN: An appetite to change things?
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This is my confession.
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You must use it.
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Names.
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Ship's records.
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Ports.
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People.
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Everything I remember is in here.
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Although my memory is fading,
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I remember two things very clearly.
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I'm a great sinner and Christ is a great saviour.
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You must publish it.
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Blow a hole in their boat with it.
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Damn them with it.
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I wish I could remember all their names. (BACKGROUND MUSIC)
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My 20,000 ghosts.
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They all have names.
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Beautiful African names.
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We call them with just grunts.
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Noises.
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We were apes.
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They were humans.
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I'm weeping.
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I couldn't weep till I wrote this.
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I once was blind, but now I see.
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Didn't I write that too?
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WILLIAM: Yes, you did.
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JOHN: Well, now at last it's true.
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Now go, Willa Guthard.
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We've lots of work to do, you and I.