The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

Dona Luisa:
Is it not enough to lead my son into wild ways without teaching my daughter the tango?

Madriaga:
Will you have the boy grow up like those glass-eyed, carrot-topped sharks of your sister's?

Marcelo Desnoyers:
Poor little Marguerite! Laurier is a fine fellow - but too old. Her heart yearns for youth's companionship and - romance.

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Tchernoff:
Peace has come - but the Four Horsemen will still ravage humanity - stirring unrest in the world - until all hatred is dead and only love reigns in the heart of mankind.

Title Card:
[first title card] In a world old in hatred and bloodshed, where nation is crowded against nation and creed against creed, centuries of wars have sewn their bitter seed, and the fires of resentment smoldering beneath the crust of civilization but await the breaking of the Seven Seals of Prophesy to start a mighty conflagration.