My brother. One, two, three, four, five.
7 seconds sound clip from the A Tale of Two Cities (1938) classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:03:21.640 in the radio play.
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- Her hair was torn and ragged and her arms were bound to her side.
- My husband. My father. My brother. One, two, three.
- Since about this hour last night.
- She has a husband, a father, and a brother.
- A brother. You are not her brother. I am not.
- My brother. One, two, three, four, five.
- There is another patient. You had better see. Come.
- In a back room, on some hay on the ground, lay a handsome boy of not more than seventeen.
- His wound was a sword thrust, received from twenty to twenty-four hours before. He was dying fast.
- How was this done, monsieur?
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