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Hey! Somebody's coming!
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Peck! Quick! Douse the fire!
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Thanks for your help, Peck.
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Are you okay?
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As if you care. I saved your life, Peck. Those guys woulda killed us! You wanna give your baby to them?? They eat babies!
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I don't know.
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You a woodcutter?
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Farmer.
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Farmer! I knew it! You're a vic tim, Willow. Yep, you and me: victims of a rotten, corrupt, cor rupt, rotten world.
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You all right?
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These burns. My arms. Ouch...
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Smells like a battle.
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Are you a warrior?
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The greatest swordsman that ever lived.
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What's that? I hear something!
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You hear trouble.
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What is it?
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I'll be around long after you're dead, Airk! You slime! When I get outa here I'll cut your head off and stick it on a pigpole!
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Friend of yours?
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Whatcha thinkin' about, Willow?
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I hate this.
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Nobody's gonna take your baby. Know why? Nobody cares... Except me. You wanna go back to your farm. You wanna go back to your family. I could take care of that baby. I'll look after her like she was me own.
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You don't know anything about ba bies.
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You gotta promise to feed her.
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I will.
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Fresh goat's milk.
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Absolutely!
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And give her a bath everyday, and don't let her get cold. And keep her diaper changed.
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Of course! I promise!
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Here are her diaper rags. And this is her milk bladder. And when she criesshe's either hungry or she's tiredrock her on your left shoulder. She likes that.
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Don't worry, Willow. She's in good hands. You haven't made a mistake.
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You!!
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Where the hell did you come from?
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Hey! Give me that baby!
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These Pecks make terrible nurse maids.
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Nursemaid?!
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Time to change her diaper.
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Time to leave.
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Because she's sick.
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Because she's sick.
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Where's the baby??
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I thought you had her!
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Now Willow, I know you're gonna blame me for this but it wasn't my fault...!
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Elora Danan!
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When I left the crossroads, I got ambushed by an elf!
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Madmartigan! You saved her life!
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I did?
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So you're on your way to Tir Asleen, huh? I hate to tell you this, Willow, but Tir Asleen dosn't exist.
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Yes it does. The Fairy Queen told me.
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The Fairy Queen? And the baby here's a princess? And these two rodents are your guides?
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Madmartigan, I need your help.
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My help? A great magician like you? You don't need any help.
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I was in love once, Willow. She had a hold on my heart. I could barely function. I *was* a great swordsman! I was knighted! I could have been king!
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You?
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Yeah me. King! But she betrayed me. She robbed me of my dream.
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I'll help you...!
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I won't.
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I'm beginning to think you two *deserve* to be locked up.
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The universe is a living creature, like you and me, Madmartigan.
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Did she ask about me?
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Who?
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Come on, Peck, don't give me a hard time. You were in her ten all night. Did she say anything?
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She said lots of thing.s
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Willow!
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She asked about you, Madmartigan.
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Well what did she say?
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She's in love.
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You're crazy. I think you're in love.
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You?
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What are you gonna become, Raziel? Queen of the rodents?
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Madmartigan! I can't stand being in closedin places.
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Want me to carry Elora?
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I'm used to her. How's she doing?
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Willow...this may be a bad time to ask this question but...what if Raziel's wrong?
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She can't be wrong. She's a very very very powerful sorceress.
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She's a bird, Willow.
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That's my fault, not hers. I've got to keep practicing. I'm still in the learning stage but magic, Madmartigan, requires concentration and
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Watch it!
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Ahhh!
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I have an idea. Back in my village we catch a lot of hedgehogs.
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Willow, this is war, not agricul ture!
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I know, I know! But this is a way to get into that castle...
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I don't know, Willow.
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Madmartigan, you promised me you'd take care of Elora Danan like your own daughter. She is all that matters. Are you going to abandon her?
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Willow, why don't you use your mag ic to get us out of here?
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He's no magician.
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He turned that monster into stone!
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Then you get us out of here.
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I will! But I need help!
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Who is that girl, anyway?
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Sorsha, Queen Bavmorda's daughter.
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We're a tiny version of all that?
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As above, so below.
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Bavmorda cannot transform you. I've protected this camp with a spell.
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Can you use your magic to get our men into the fortress, Raziel?
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You! Are you the mother of that child?
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No. I mean yes.
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I can't.
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Let me see it.
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I can't.
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