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Will you help me, John?
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I can't help you.
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But do it, Wilber. Do it.
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Take them on. Blow their dirty, filthy ships out of the water.
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The planters, sugar barons,
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Alderman "Sugar Cane", the Lord Mayor of London.
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Liverpool, Boston, Bristol, New York.
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All their streets running with blood, dysentery, puke!
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You won't come away from those streets clean, Wilber.
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You'll get filthy with it, you'll dream it,
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see it in broad daylight.
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But do it. For God's sake.