Labels:text | letter | font | paper | document OCR: Page 25. CONTINUED: Before Malcolm can figure out what's going on, they slip a bag over his head and disappear with him into the night. The heavy breathing fades to silence. FADE OUT FADE IN TO: THE GREAT HALL -- NIGHT Malcolm is bound in a chair on a large stage, a hood over his head .. A dark and angry crowd (in silhouette], chant in unison, their fists upraised. THEY CHEER WILDLY, but not in support ... more like the way you cheer for a good bull before his death. Malcolm flails about his seat, but to no avail. LUTHER, a tall, foreboding officer, stands behind Malcolm's chair. He pulls off the hood, revealing Malcolm's face. Then he raises his hand and the audience falls silent. LUTHER Whoever has his foe at his mercy, and does not kill him, is his own enemy . CONGREGATION SA'DI! With t ...
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