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I changed her already!
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She needs to be changed again. Sorsha crosses her arms in a hugg and watches as Willow changes the baby. Soon the baby stops crying. Re lieved yet still anxious, Sorsha paces to a mirror. Willow rocks the baby gently, absently looking at the fire. Then his eyes focus on the fire.
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Who is that horrible friend of yours?
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Madmartigan.
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Who is he?
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I don't know much about him.
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She's hungry.
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I know she's hungry. I tried to feed her but she wouldn't eat a thing. I'm not a wet nurse.
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Here. Hold her.
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Elves! They're always tormenting babies. They make them cry and take their tears.
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Somebody has to do it.
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Watch this. Right between the eyes.
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He never misses.
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I'm not going in there.
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Me neither!
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Are you sure?
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Yes! Raziel! She lives out on that island!
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We gotta follow them.
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Us?? We'll never catch them. Any way, we're all done, Teemo. Let's go home.
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Get back here, Rool!
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Ouch! Let go of me!
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Who are you! Who are you!
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I'm Willow Ufgood. I'm here to find Fin Raziel.
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What do you want!
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We need your help. To take this baby to Tir Asleen. She's a prin cess.
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Kill him!
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No!
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Kill him!
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Did *you* give that acorn its power?
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No.
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A magician *makes* magic. Any fool can use it.
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You must learn magic.
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That's all I ever wanted!
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Then I will teach you.
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Willow. To learn magic, first you must make your own philosopher's stone!
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What do I need for that?
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We must start with feathers, dung, and a lock of your hair.
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I hope she's all right. How much more do I have to do of this?
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Till it's in a powder. The energy exits within you...
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I know, and the magician's goal is to find his true self. But what's this got to do with it?
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As below, so above. You hold the univers, Willow, in your hand.
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I'm all finished. Now what?
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Burn it to a fine ash.
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How am I gonna do that?
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Patience. Concentrate. You will find a way.
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We don't have much time left! Go on! Go on!
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I must concetrate my imagination...to creat a new...reality!
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What's the magician's weapon?
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The limitless power of...
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Your will! Your will! What else could it be?
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I can't remember all these things. What am I learning?
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The art of transformation!
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But what am I gonna transform??
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Me!
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Oooh, this smells terrible.
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That's the life spark. Exxence of magic and sorcery!
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Ouch!!
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Shhhhh!
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What'd you bit me for!!
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We need blood. To nourish the stone. charge the stone with ener gy.
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Again: what is the magician's weapon?
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His will.
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Now use it.
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I just wanted to test it first.
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No! Change me back into a sor ceress, Willow.
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Tir Asleen.
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There's nobody here.
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How??
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Use the philosopher's stone! Hur ry! Invocation! Release them!
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I did it! Madmartigan! Come here! Look! You gotta see this! I did it!
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More! More!
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Raziel! I transformed them all! I'm a magician!
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You didn't transform them, Willow, you released them. That was noth ing. Now change me.
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Get down! The ritual chant! Quick! Protect yourself!
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Why?
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Just do it!
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I've come all this way and now Elora Dana's going to die!
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No! I can still defeat Bavmorda!
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She's too powerful, Raziel
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Time is running out.
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Surrender!!
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Patience, Willow.
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Courage, Willow.
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It's not a Nelwyn baby.
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No, it's too big to be a Nelwyn baby. It looks like a daikini...
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Can't we keep it, Dada?
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Absolutely not.
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Dada, what's a daikini?
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Daikinis are giant people who live far far away.
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Are you scared?
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I could be you rguard! I could carry your spear!
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What a great son you are, Ranon. I wish I could take you with me. Now go to sleep...
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Please? I'm dyin' of thirst in here.
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Good. How long will it take?
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Don't make me angry, Peck.
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You be careful. I'm a powerful sorcerer. I could turn you into a toad just like that.
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Miserable Pecks.
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Do any other daikinis ever come by here?
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Why.
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I have to give this baby to some body.
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