Love Never Dies Script

Or why. They had planned this well. They had him. And for now, there seemed no way out. Tarzan hissed out. The figure had gestured his men to bring the trussed-up captive back over the pool. Tarzan was tipped forward, arms grabbing at his elbows as he fell. The yank on his back-bent arms dug pain into his joints, jarred hurt into his neck. ................
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