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Uncle we did dance..
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Abigail
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Oh, abbigail, what proper payment...
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Paris
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I am not used to this poverty...
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Paris
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She'd dare not call..
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Elizabeth
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There are them that will swear..
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Proctor
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Believe me, Mr. Nurse, if Rebecca Nurse be tainted
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Hale
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Now believe me, Proctor, how heavy be the law
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Cheever
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Abby'll charge lecher on you, Mr. Proctor!!
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Mary Warren
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It were pretense sir.
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Mary Warren
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Do that which is good..
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Proctor
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But. its a whore's vengeance..
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Proctor
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I denounce these proceedings, I quit this court!
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Hale
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I think it be the cows sir..
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Cheever
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You cannot hang this sort..
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Parris
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..for it may well be God damns a liar
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Hale
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