A girl just screamed!
The Huntsman |
I can't! I can't do it! Forgive me.I beg of Your Highness, forgive me. |
Snow White |
I don't understand! |
The Huntsman |
She's mad, jealous of you!She'll stop at nothing! |
The Queen |
The blundering fool! |
The Queen |
Now to transform my beauty into ugliness. |
The Queen |
Now, begin thy magic spell. |
The Witch |
A perfect disguise. |
The Witch |
And now, a special sort of death for one so fair. |
The Witch |
What shall it be? |
| She's making herself ugly to be more beautiful? | She's still plenty beautiful, even if she isn't number one... |
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[MC]... Hey, [MC].
Wake up! |
Ramshackle Dorm - Your Room
| That woman I saw in my dream... | A queen was transforming in my dream... |
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About time you got up. Follow me and be stealthy about it.
Everybody else is sleepin', so stay on your tip-toes! |
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Ah, there you are. C'mon, over here. |
| What's up? | I'm getting a bad feeling already... |
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That dinner we had just wasn't filling.
So I was thinkin' about the pastries Trey made for us. The ones sitting in the fridge right now.
Wouldn't it be a shame to let perfectly good food go to waste?
Trey said we should eat them today, too. |
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I'm not here for sweets. I'm just, uh...thirsty! I want a drink of water. |
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Snacks taste a hundred times better when you're sneakin' 'em at night. Gwee hee hee!
Throw that fridge door wide, baby! |
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I'll grab a piece of the chocolate cake. |
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That apple pie's callin' my name! |
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I'm not looking. I don't see any of this. |
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Hey, Deuce. Turn this way a sec. |
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Hm? Mmph! Whaphza big idea?! |
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How's Trey's homemade apple pie? Now that you've had a bite, you're our partner in crime. |
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- Nom* *Snarf* Everything tastes better when it's forbidden!
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- Munch* *Gulp* Well, I can't let the slice go to waste now that I've bitten into it. If it's just one piece…
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I think I'll wash this down with some of our confiscated soda. |
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My, my. What have we here? A pack of little rats scurrying through the kitchen under cover of night? |
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Myah?! That's...
Vil! |
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Disobedient children require discipline. |
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