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Plotkine

So you think there's no hope for us, captain.

Touati

Only a miracle would help us.

Plotkine

I shall pray to my Patron Saint.

Touati

Well—if it gives you any pleasure—

(Plotkine prays fervently for a few minutes. Then there is complete silence. They do not exchange a word for over half an hour.)

Plotkine (suddenly)

Ho there, comrade! Are you dead already?

Touati

No, not yet.

Plotkine

It must be getting on towards noon.

Touati

I think you're mistaken. It's hardly half an hour since I had the pleasure of making your acquaintance—and that was early in the morning.

Plotkine

Which one of us is going to cash in first, do you think?

Touati

I think I'll go out first. You see, the chances are that I'll get gangrene very soon now.

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