4x-xx-xx ep25 The Heart of Ethan Brand

Many writers of weird and uncanny story. Oh, he mucked us all forward. We'll be calm. Where can I hear these stories? Listen to the weird circles. To the past, phantom of a world gone by.

of colossal joke. No man enjoys laughing alone, you know. Come in, come in, Ethan. I don't fancy myself laughing at your jokes. Sit a few minutes. I have a new fireman coming to keep the kill going tonight. I'll have to go out directly and get him started. Don't fidget, Brother Barton.

Give a lifetime to tend the fires of the line kill while I... My good brother, Barton. I've quite a tale to tell you. In fact, you can't relish the joke until you've heard the strange story of my wickedness. You haven't changed every weekend. Oh yes, yes, much for the worse. I've learned to manipulate men as a chess player would move his pawns. I've

made men commit crimes they had never dreamed of and I've enjoyed every moment of my evil life. Oh, you're still as crazy as ever. What are you talking about? You'll understand when you hear my story and by the way, I haven't been able to finish my search. I haven't yet found the unpartant of sin. You're talking in

riddlesies. Now I'm a plain man. Talk to me simply. Don't tell me you've forgotten. Forgotten our long talks as we used to watch the fires of the lion kill together. I'm not likely to forget working side by side with you. I don't recall all you had to say though. You talk wild and crazy most of the time. Sometimes when you stood

poking the fires and the kill and the sparks flew round and the red glare lit up that cynical smile you always wore you. You look like a devil himself. It was just such a time brother. When my face still glowed from the heat of the line kill, that we began to talk of the unpardonable sin. Think back, Barton. Think back to a certain day when we