-(WHISPERS) Come on, Angus.
Uh...
Oh, look around.
You holler if you see anything you like.
Everything is half off.
Uh...
-Just a humble woodcarver.
Um...
I don't understand... (GASPS)
-Uh...
But the will-o'-the-wisps, they...
I'll make you a deal for this rare prize.
-It was sweeping by itself.
-That's ridiculous.
with magical properties.
I should know. I'm a wit... Whittler.
Of wood.
It's made of yew wood.
-Tough as stone.
That's stuffed. (LAUGHS)
-Staring is rude.
That's not all I can do.
-Woodcarver.
That's why the wisps led me here.
-You see, it's my mother.
Too many unsatisfied customers.
get out. (SNAPS)
-I'll buy it all.
-Every carving.
Well... (STAMMERING)
-With this.
-W...
Oh, my, that's lovely, that is.
That would set us up for months.
-MERIDA: Ah, ah, ah.
-Every carving and one spell.
I want a spell to change my mum.
That'll change my fate.
Hmm... Done!
-There.
You never conjure where you carve.
Very important.
was for a prince.
Easy on the eyes. Tight pants.
the strength of ten men.
And he gave me this for a spell.
A spell that would change his fate.
(LAUGHS) Yes.
attractive mahogany cheese board.
-Just a little bit of this.
Ah. (CHUCKLES)
Tee-tee-tee-tee. Whoosh.
That'll do.
-Mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi.
And now let's see. What have we here?
-Yes! I want it.
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
Trust me. It'll do the trick, dearie.
within a fortnight.
Ooh! Ooh...
the spell?
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Mor'du, Mor'du, now the time has
come for all of us to slaughter you
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ALL: Hooray!
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Mor'du, Mor'du...
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(DISTANT SINGING)
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-ELINOR: Merida.
-Mum!
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Ooh, uh... I, uh...
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-Oh, I've been worried sick.
-You... You were?
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I didn't know where you'd gone
or when you'd come back.
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I didn't know what to think.
Oh, look at your dress.
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Oh. Angus threw me. But I'm not hurt.
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Well, you're home now,
so that's the end of it.
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-Honestly?
-I've pacified the lords for now.
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Your father's out there
"entertaining" them.
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Come taste my blade, you manky bear
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For gobbling up my leg
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I'll hunt you, then I'll skin you,
hang your noggin on a peg...
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(CHEERING)
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Of course, we both know
a decision still has to be made.
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-What's this?
-It's a peace offering.
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I made it. For you. Special.
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You made this for me?
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Mm.
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Oh. Interesting flavor.
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-How do you feel?
-What... What is that?
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-Different?
-Mm...
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Tart and, um, (GULPS) gamy.
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Have you changed your mind at all
about the marriage and all that?
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Oh, that's better.
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Now, why don't we go
upstairs to the lords
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and put this whole kerfuffle to rest?
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Hm?
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(CELTIC FLUTE MUSIC PLAYING)
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Ooh.
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-Mother?
-I'm woozy suddenly.
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My head's spinning like a top. Ooh!
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-Mum!
-Oh, suddenly I'm not so well.
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Er... How... How do you feel
about the marriage now?
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Merida! Oh, just take me to my room.
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FERGUS: All right, that's fine.
That's just fine.
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A little to the left. That's good.
A wee bit to the left. That's good.
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It's good enough.
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Now, clear out of there, boys.
I don't want you to spoil my shot.
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-What? (CLEARS THROAT)
-My lady Queen.
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We've been waiting patiently.
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Milords, I am out of sorts
at the moment.
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But you shall have your answer.
(BURPS)
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-Oh!
-Eh?
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Presently.
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Now, if you'll... (GROANS) excuse us.
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-(ALL CHEERING)
-FERGUS: Elinor, look!
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It's Mor'du! (LAUGHS)
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Elinor? Are you all right, dear?
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Fine. I'm fine.
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Go about avenging your leg. Oh...
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Aye. You heard her, lads.
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I dream about the perfect way
to make this devil die.
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(ALL CHEERING)
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Just take all the time you need
to getting yourself right, Mum.
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Then maybe in a bit you might have
something new to say on the marriage.
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What was in that cake?
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(SCOFFS) Cake.
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-(COUGHS)
-(GROANS)
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Mum?
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So I'll just tell them
the wedding's off, then?
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(ELINOR GROANING)
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Mum?
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(DEEP GROANING)
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(GASPS)
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(SCREAMS)
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(LOW GROWLING)
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Bear!
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(WHINES)
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(FRIGHTENED GROWL)
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(PANTING)
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-(GROWLS)
-(SCREAMS)
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(SURPRISED ROARING)
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-(GROANS)
-Oh!
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Mum?
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You're... You're a bear!
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(GROANS)
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Why a bear?
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Oh, that scaffy witch
gave me a gammy spell.
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It's not my fault.
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I didn't ask her
to change you into a bear.
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I just wanted her to change you.
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(ROARS)
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(ALL CHEERING)
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-Shh. Did you hear that? (SNIFFS)
-(MUSIC STOPS)
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Something's not right.
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(ANXIOUS WHINING)
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There's no point in having a go at me.
The witch is to blame.
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Goggly old hag.
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Eyes all over the place.
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-Unbelievable.
-(GROANING)
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-I'll get her to fix this.
-(SIGHS)
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MERIDA: Why do I always get blamed
for everything? It's just not fair.
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(SNIFFING)
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Everybody, follow me.
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And keep a sharp eye.
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Here we go.
Another hunt through the castle.
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But we haven't had dessert yet.
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(SPEAKS IN THICK ACCENT)
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(LAUGHS) I have no idea.
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MERIDA: Mum, you can't go out there.
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Mum! Wait!
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What are you doing?
Dad. The Bear King?
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If he so much as sees you, you're dead.
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LORD DINGWALL: Another one of
your entertainments to bore us to death!
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LORD MACINTOSH:
Oh, and what exactly are we after...
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Mum!
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LORD MACINTOSH: ...my liege?
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LORD MACGUFFIN: Best to humor him.
He is, after all, the King.
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(SNIFFING)
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He's like a hound with that nose of his.
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(LICKS AND SPITS)
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Mum, wait.
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-We have to...
-(GROANS)
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-(CLATTERING)
-Follow me.
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Stop.
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Stop!
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(GASPS)
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You're covered with fur.
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You're not naked.
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It's not like anyone's gonna see you.
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(SCREAMS)
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Now you've done it.
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(SCREAMS)
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Maudie!
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-(STUTTERING)
-Just calm down, lass. What is it?
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-(STUTTERING)
-Spit it out, Maudie!
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(SHOUTING) A bear!
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I knew it! (YELLS)
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(ALL SHOUTING)
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Would you just listen to me?
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-We can't go this way. You'll be seen.
-(MEN YELLING)
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Quick! This way!
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Mum?
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(WHIMPERS)
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(ALL GASP)
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(SOFTLY) Mum? Oh!
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(MEN SHOUTING)
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-Oh!
-(ELINOR WHINING)
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Hm?
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A witch turned Mum into a bear.
It's not my fault.
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We've got to get out of the castle.
I need your help.
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Oh, all right.
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You can have my desserts
for two... Three weeks.
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Okay. Fine. A year.
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-Did you hear that?
-Shh.
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(ECHOING ROAR)
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(ECHOING ROAR)
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-There it goes!
-(MEN SHOUTING)
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-(MOCK ROARING CONTINUES)
-FERGUS: Come on, lads!
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(YELLS)
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-(YELLS)
-(MOCK GROWLING)
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There it goes!
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(ALL YELLING)
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(BIRD CALL)
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-Come on, Mum.
-(WHINES)
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(CLATTERING)
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LORD MACGUFFIN:
Think we should lay a trap?
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FERGUS: Try shutting yours!
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(ALL ARGUING)
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(MOCK GROWLING)
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-There he is!
-(MEN SHOUTING)
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(ALL SHOUTING)
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FERGUS: I'm sure it went this way.
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LORD MACGUFFIN:
You can see my house from here.
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It must have sprouted wings.
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Was carried away by a giant birdy.
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-A dragon, perhaps.
-Bear in the castle!
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Doesn't make sense.
It cannot open doors.
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He's got big giant paws!
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Let's just get inside.
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(GRUNTING)
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-It's locked.
-Dingwall was the last up.
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LORD DINGWALL:
I propped it open with a stick.
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(MEN GRUMBLING)
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HANDMAID: What did you see, Maudie?
Just spit it out, Maudie.
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Oh, for goodness' sakes, Maudie,
would you get a grip?
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(CLATTERING)
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(SCREAMS)
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HANDMAID: Maudie, honey, come here!
It's all right!
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Come on, Mum. Quick.
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(GROANS)
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Shh.
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(CRASHING AND CLATTERING)
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(CLATTERING)
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(GIGGLING)
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(SNEEZES)
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(WHINES)
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They'll be fine. Won't you, boys?
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(SNIFFS)
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Mum, we've got to hurry.
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Now, I'll be back soon.
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Go on and help yourself
to anything you want, as a reward.
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(ALL GASP)
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(STRAINING) Oh!
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(LORD DINGWALL SIGHS)
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Right!
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MERIDA: Where are these wisps?
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Come out, wisps. Come on out.
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Lead me to the witch's cottage.
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I'm here!
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Fine. Don't come out
now that my mum's watching.
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(WHINES)
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I was standing right here
and the wisp appeared right there.
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Then a whole trail of them
led me off into the forest.
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Oh, does she think we're just going
to happen upon the witch's cottage?
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(OWLS HOOTING)
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(DISTANT HOWLING)
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Oh, Mum, I know this place.
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The witch's cottage...
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It's this way! Come on! Hurry!
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I can't believe it. I found it.
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(WHINES)
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No. She was here.
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No, really, she was just here.
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(WHINES)
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Oh, wait.
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-No.
-(BANGS DOOR SHUT)
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No, no. No! No!
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-(METAL RATTLES)
-Oh.
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(RUMBLING)
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(DINGING)
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(SHRIEKS)
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(BUBBLING)
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Welcome to the Crafty Carver,
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home of bear-themed carvings
and novelties.
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I am completely out of stock at this time.
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But if you'd like to enquire about
portraits or wedding cake toppers,
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pour vial one into the cauldron.
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If you'd like the menu in Gaelic, vial two.
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If you're that red-haired lass, vial three.
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To speak with a live homunculus...
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Princess, I'm off to the Wickerman
Festival in Stornoway
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and won't be back till spring.
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There's one bit I forgot to tell you
about the spell.
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By the second sunrise,
your spell will be permanent,
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-(GASPS)
-unless you remember these words.
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Fate be changed,
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look inside,
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mend the bond
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torn by pride.
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"Fate be changed... Mend the bond."
What does that mean?
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One more time.
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Fate be changed,
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look inside,
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mend the bond
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torn by pride.
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That's it. Ta-ta.
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Oh, and thank you for shopping
at the Crafty Carver.
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No. No! Where'd you go?
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-Welcome to the Crafty Carver...
-What?
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...for all your...
(SPEECH OVERLAPPING)
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Maybe there's a book of spells.
Look around. We'll need more vials.
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I'm off to the Wickerman Festival
in Stornoway...
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(SCRAMBLED MESSAGES)
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Thank you for visiting.
Have a lovely day.
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(BANG)
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(WHINES SOFTLY)
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(RAIN PATTERING)
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(MERIDA STRAINING)
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(ELINOR SIGHS)
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We'll sort it out tomorrow.
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(THUNDER RUMBLING)
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(FAINT SINGING)
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(ELINOR SINGING IN GAELIC)
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-(CRACK OF THUNDER)
-(SCREAMS)
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Oh. (SPEAKS GAELIC)
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My brave wee lassie, I'm here.
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I'll always be right here.
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(CONTINUES SINGING IN GAELIC)
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(BOTH SINGING)
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