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You might want to pass it along to Mac.
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Listen to me, Johnny. Come in! You're out there all alone... We're getting close... real close... Maybe if you listen to me for a minute we can work something out so you can come in
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I've already got something worked out. Be seeing you.
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You're going to have to do it right here, Schaeffer.
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Don't try me, Johnny!
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It's all over, Paul.
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Move! Or you die right here!
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I saw him.
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Who'd you see?
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Who'd you see, Sam? The man on the floor?
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No... I saw the man who killed him.
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He was... like him.
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Black... I understand. What else,Sam?
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You ever handle a pistol like this, Samuel?
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No pistol. Ever.
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Tell you what I'm going to let you handle this one. But only if you promise not to say anything to your momma. I've got a feeling she wouldn't understand.
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Okay, Mr. Book.
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That's Luke. He doesn't like strangers.
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You don't say.
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Hey, Sam...
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...I want to say a thing.
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What's that, Sam?
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Is it them?
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It's them, Sam. Now, Sam, listen to me and listen to me carefully. Listen to me as you never listened before.
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Are they going to kill you?
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Listen to me, Sam! I want you to go across the new corn to Stoltzfus'. Run as fast as you can. And stay there!
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What are you going to do?
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I'll be all right. You just do as I say.
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Don't let them hurt you.
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I won't. Now run. Fast as you can!
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Are you really ever coming back?
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Got to, Sam. You and I are going to a courthouse together, put some people behind bars.
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Have you got your gun on now?
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Sure have, Sam.
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Good morning. Book, is it? You are the Yankee they talk about?
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I thought I was the English.
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English, Yankee. It's the same. My name is Daniel. Daniel Hochstetler. You look plain, Book. Very plain.
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I came to see Rachel Lapp.
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Try the house.
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Eli says you're a carpenter, Book.
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It's been a while.
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No matter. Come with me. We can always use a good carpenter.
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Your hole is healed, then?
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Pretty much.
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Nail it!
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Yes, sir.
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Everything is all right, John.
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Pick up the hat.
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How could you do this to me tonight? I told you I had company
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Sorry. It's important.
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Where's Timmy and Buck?
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Upstairs, asleep. Where'd you think?
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You've got a man here and the kids are upstairs?
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That's none of your goddamn business! So keep your goddamn holierthan thou mouth shut! Anyway, they like Fred.
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Oh sure, Fred.
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Who are these orphans, anyway?
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They're Amish.
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Put my car in the garage and close the door.
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John, I don't understand any of this.
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You don't know anything... borrowed your car. Didn't say why. And you never heard of that woman and her boy.
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John, why?...
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Just do it!
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Sure, I'm sorry. Hope you don't mind me plugging in to your battery. Mine's dead... How can I help? What can I do?
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Maybe milking.
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Milking?
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Cows. You know, cows?
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I've seen pictures.
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Good, you start tomorrow.
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Didn't you hear me, Book? Pull! You never had your hands on a teat before?
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Not one this big.
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Eat up, Book. What's the matter with your appetite?
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Guess I'm not used to so much.
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Not used to hard work. That's what makes an appetite.
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We are emissaries of her majesty, Queen Cherlindrea, of the land of Coshairm.
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Queen Cherlindrea?
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She requests the presence of your self and the young princess.
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Who??
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You're the guardian, aren't you?
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I'm getting her out of there!
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No! You let us handle this. Come along, Rool!
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Ohhh, I hate this.
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Take your time. Don't worry about the elves. They won't come out here.
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Why not?
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This is not going well.
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Hurry! Queen Cherlindrea will know what to do.
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Talk! Say something!
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I can't see anythingshe's too bright!
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Hey, careful there!
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How do these work I wonder? I got ta save one to show the High Aldwin.
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Its branches are supposed to be made of gold, solid gold.
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How are we going to get out there?
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We've traveled a long way. We're looking for Fin Raziel.
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The sorceress.
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Obviously.
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Without Raziel we'll never find Tir Asleen. We'd better go.
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This can't be right. This isn't a sorceress. This is some kind of animal.
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Queen Bavmorda transformed her.
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If you rest the baby on your shoulder, she'll stop crying.
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Shut up.
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She needs to be changed.
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