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|airdate = July 29, 2016<ref>http://www.toonzone.net/forums/threads/cartoon-network-july-2016-premiere-info.5550641/</ref> |
|airdate = July 29, 2016<ref>http://www.toonzone.net/forums/threads/cartoon-network-july-2016-premiere-info.5550641/</ref> |
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| − | |writer = [[Lamar Abrams]]<br>[[Katie Mitroff]] |
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| − | |storyboard = [[Lamar Abrams]]<br>[[Katie Mitroff]] |
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| − | |director = [[Byung Ki Lee]] (animation)<br>[[Jasmin Lai]] (art)<br>[[Joe Johnston]] (supervising) |
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|production = TBA |
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|viewers = 1.312<ref>http://www.showbuzzdaily.com/articles/showbuzzdailys-top-150-friday-cable-originals-network-finals-7-29-2016.html</ref> |
|viewers = 1.312<ref>http://www.showbuzzdaily.com/articles/showbuzzdailys-top-150-friday-cable-originals-network-finals-7-29-2016.html</ref> |
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| + | |director = [[Byung Ki Lee]] (animation)<br />[[Jasmin Lai]] (art)<br />[[Joe Johnston]] (supervising) |
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'''"Greg the Babysitter"''' is the 16<sup>th</sup> episode of the [[Season 3|third season]] of ''[[Steven Universe (TV series)|Steven Universe]]'' and the 94<sup>th</sup> episode overall. |
'''"Greg the Babysitter"''' is the 16<sup>th</sup> episode of the [[Season 3|third season]] of ''[[Steven Universe (TV series)|Steven Universe]]'' and the 94<sup>th</sup> episode overall. |
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== Official Synopsis == |
== Official Synopsis == |
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| − | [[Steven]] learns the tale of how [[Greg]] came to work at the [[It's a Wash|car wash]].<ref>http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/ |
+ | [[Steven Universe (character)|Steven]] learns the tale of how [[Greg Universe|Greg]] came to work at the [[It's a Wash|car wash]].<ref>http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/i-think-i-need-a-little-change-clip.html</ref> |
== Plot == |
== Plot == |
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| − | The episode begins with [[Steven Universe (character)|Steven]] and [[Greg Universe|Greg]] working at the car wash. Greg is surprised they already had two customers at that day and says that it has not done that great since 15 years ago, when a 'mud-nado' struck. Steven is surprised that Greg had this job longer than he has been alive, and asks how Greg got the job in the first place. Greg starts to tell him but Steven interrupts him, gets the ukulele and tells Greg to sing him the story. Greg makes a remark about how all his flashbacks have always begu |
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| + | The episode begins with Steven and Greg working at the car wash. Greg is surprised they already had two customers that day and says that the car wash has not been that busy since 15 years ago when a 'mud-nado' struck. Steven is surprised that Greg had this job longer than he has been alive, and asks how Greg got the job in the first place. Greg starts to tell him but Steven interrupts him, gets the [[Greg's Guitar|guitar]], and tells Greg to sing him the story. Greg makes a remark about how all his stories have always begun with a song but begins to sing anyway, cueing a flashback. |
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| + | A flashback compilation of Greg and [[Rose Quartz|Rose]] having fun is seen until Greg realizes that he needs money. The [[I Think I Need a Little (Change)|song]] ends with him sitting on a road, singing for money. Seeing that he did not get much money, he goes to [[Vidalia|Vidalia's]] [[Onion's House|house]]. She lets him in and she is seen trying to feed her baby, [[Sour Cream]], mushed-up carrots. Greg comes in and eats cereal. After some small talk with Vidalia, he goes into the living room and starts watching TV. He watches one of the first commercials of [[Li'l Butler]] on TV which makes him laugh so hard that he spills all the milk on his clothes and Vidalia's couch. The scene cuts to Vidalia and Greg in the washing room and Vidalia offering Greg to wash his shirt. Greg notices the shirt she is wearing, to which Vidalia responds that it is her uniform for her new job at the [[Minor Locations#T-Shirt Shop|T-Shirt Shop]], which starts today. Shortly after that, the telephone rings and Vidalia answers it. After the phone call is over she tells Greg that the babysitter who was supposed to look after Sour Cream canceled and asks him if he could do it to which he agrees. Later, Vidalia goes to work and tells Greg that she will destroy him if something happens to Sour Cream. |
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| − | = Shrek Script - Dialogue Transcript = |
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| − | </center>Voila! Finally, the''' Shrek script''' is here for all you quotes spouting fans of the movie starring Mike Myers, Eddie Murphy, and Cameron Diaz. This script is a transcript that was painstakingly transcribed using the screenplay and/or viewings of Shrek. I know, I know, I still need to get the cast names in there and I'll be eternally tweaking it, so if you have any corrections, feel free to drop me a line. You won't hurt my feelings. Honest.<center>Swing on back to Drew's Script-O-Rama afterwards for more '''free movie scripts'''!</center> |
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| − | == Shrek Script == |
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| + | Greg takes baby Sour Cream to the beach, putting sunscreen and sunglasses on him. Suddenly, Rose comes floating by and is pleasantly surprised by the baby. She asks where the "mini-human" came from and if Greg made it. Greg introduces Sour Cream to Rose and the two show him how to have fun at the beach. Later, the three are lying at the beach and Rose tells Greg that it took her a long time for her to figure out that human infants and adults are the same species. She says that she admires humans for their ability to grow up and invent their own personality. She contrasts them to [[Gems]], who are made for a reason, know what they are supposed to be when they are created, and stay the way they are forever. Greg, inspired by her words, wants to write them down for a new song and asks Rose if she could watch over Sour Cream for a while. |
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| − | {Man} Once upon a time there was a lovely princess. |
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| − | But she had an enchantment upon her of a fearful sort which could only |
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| − | She was locked away in a castle guarded by a terrible fire-breathing |
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| − | dragon. |
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| − | Many brave knigts had attempted to free her from this dreadful prison, |
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| − | but non prevailed. |
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| − | She waited in the dragon's keep in the highest room of the tallest |
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| − | tower for her true love and true love's first kiss. |
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| − | {Laughing} |
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| − | Like that's ever gonna happen. |
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| − | {Paper Rusting, Toilet Flushes} |
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| − | What a load of - |
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| − | Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me |
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| − | I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed |
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| − | She was lookin' kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb |
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| − | In the shape of an "L" on her forehead |
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| − | The years start comin' and they don't stop comin' |
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| − | Fed to the rules and hit the ground runnin' |
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| − | Didn't make sense not to live for fun |
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| − | Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb |
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| − | So much to do so much to see |
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| − | So what's wrong with takin' the backstreets |
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| − | You'll never know if you don't go |
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| − | You'll never shine if you don't glow |
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| − | Hey, now You're an all-star |
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| − | Get your game on, go play |
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| − | Hey, now You're a rock star |
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| − | Get the show on, get paid |
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| − | And all that glitters is gold |
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| − | Only shootin' stars break the mold |
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| − | It's a cool place and they say it gets colder |
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| − | You're bundled up now but wait till you get older |
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| − | But the meteor men beg to differ |
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| − | Judging by the hole in the satellite picture |
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| − | The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin |
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| − | The water's getting warm so you might as well swim |
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| − | My world's on fire |
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| − | How 'bout yours |
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| − | That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored |
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| − | Hey, now, you're an all-star |
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| − | {Shouting} |
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| − | Get your game on, go play |
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| − | Hey, now You're a rock star |
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| − | Get the show on, get paid |
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| − | And all that glitters is gold |
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| − | Only shootin' stars break the mold |
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| − | {Belches} |
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| − | Go! |
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| − | Go! |
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| − | {Record Scratching} |
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| − | Go. Go.Go. |
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| − | Hey, now, you're an all-star |
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| − | Get your game on, go play |
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| − | Hey, now You're a rock star |
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| − | Get the show on, get paid |
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| − | |||
| − | And all that glitters is gold |
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| − | Only shootin' stars break the mold |
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| − | |||
| − | -Think it's in there? |
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| − | -All right. Let's get it! |
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| − | -Whoa. Hold on. Do you know what that thing can do to you? |
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| − | -Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread. |
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| − | {Laughs} |
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| − | -Yes, well, actually, that would be a gaint. |
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| − | Now, ogres - - They're much worse. |
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| − | They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin. |
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| − | -No! |
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| − | -They'll shave your liver. Squeeze the jelly from your eyes! |
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| − | Actually, it's quite good on toast. |
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| − | -Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya! |
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| − | {Gasping} |
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| − | -Right. |
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| − | {Roaring} |
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| − | {Shouting} |
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| − | {Roaring} |
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| − | {Whispers} This is the part where you run away. |
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| − | {Gasping} |
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| − | {Laughs} |
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| − | {Laughing} And stay out! |
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| − | "Wanted. Fairy tale creatures." |
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| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | {Man's voice} All right. This one's full. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Take it away! |
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| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | -Move it along. Come on! Get up! |
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| − | -Next! |
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| − | -Give me that! Your fiying days are over. |
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| − | That's 20 pieces of silver for the witch. Next! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Get up! Come on! |
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| − | -Twenty pieces. |
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| − | {Thudding} |
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| − | -Sit down there! |
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| − | -Keep quiet! |
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| − | {Crying} |
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| − | -This cage is too small. |
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| − | -Please, don't turn me in. I'll never be stubborn again. |
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| − | I can change. Please! Give me another chance! |
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| − | -Oh, shut up. |
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| − | -Oh! |
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| − | -Next! |
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| − | -What have you got? |
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| − | -This little wooden puppet. |
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| − | -I'm not a puppet. I'm a real boy. |
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| − | -Five shillings for the possessed toy. Take it away. |
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| − | -Father, please! Don't let them do this! |
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| − | -Help me! |
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| − | -Next! What have you got? |
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| − | -Well, I've got a talking donkey. |
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| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | -Right. Well, that's good for ten shillings, if you can prove it. |
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| − | -Oh, go ahead, little fella. |
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| − | -Well? |
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| − | -Oh, oh, he's just - - He's just a little nervous. |
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| − | He's really quite a chatterbox. Talk, you boneheaded dolt - - |
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| − | -That's it. I've heard enough. Guards! |
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| − | -No, no, he talks! He does. I can talk. I love to talk. |
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| − | I'm the talkingest damn thing you ever saw. |
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| − | -Get her out of my sight. |
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| − | -No, no! I swear! Oh! He can talk! |
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| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | -Hey! I can fly! |
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| − | -He can fly! |
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| − | -He can fly! |
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| − | -He can talk! |
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| − | -Ha, ha! That's right, fool! Now I'm a flying, talking donkey. |
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| − | You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly |
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| − | but I bet you ain't never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha! |
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| − | Oh-oh. |
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| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | -Seize him! |
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| − | -After him! He's getting away! |
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| − | {Grunts, Gasps} |
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| − | {Man} |
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| − | -Get him! This way! Turn! |
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| − | -You there. Orge! |
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| − | -Aye? |
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| − | -By the order of Lord Farquaad I am authorized to place you both under |
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| − | arrest |
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| − | and transport you to a designated..... resettlement facility. |
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| − | -Oh, really? You and what army? |
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| − | {Gasps, Whimpering} |
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| − | {Chuckles} |
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| − | -Can I say something to you? |
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| − | -Listen, you was really, really, really somethin' back here. |
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| − | Incredible! |
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| − | Are you talkin' to - - me? Whoa! |
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| − | -Yes. I was talkin' to you. Can I tell you that you that you was great |
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| − | back here? Those guards! |
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| − | They thought they was all of that. Then you showed up, and bam! They |
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| − | was trippin' over themselves like babes in the woods. That really made |
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| − | me feel good to see that. |
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| − | -Oh, that's great. Really. |
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| − | -Man, it's good to be free. |
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| − | -Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with your own friends? |
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| − | Hmm? |
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| − | -But, uh, I don't have any friends. And I'm not goin' out there by |
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| − | myself. Hey, wait a minute! I got a great idea! I'll stick with you. |
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| − | You're mean, green, fightin' machine. Together we'll scare the spit |
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| − | out of anybody that crosses us. |
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| − | {Roaring} |
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| − | -Oh, wow! That was really scary. If you don't mind me sayin', if that |
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| − | don't work, your breath certainly will get the job done, 'cause you |
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| − | definitely need some Tic Tacs or something, 'cause you breath stinks! |
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| − | You almost burned the hair outta my nose, just like the time - - |
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| − | {Mumbling} |
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| − | Than I ate some rotten berries. I had strong gases eking out of my |
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| − | butt that day. |
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| − | -Why are you following me? |
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| − | -I'll tell you why. |
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| − | 'Cause I'm all alone |
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| − | There's no one here beside me |
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| − | My promlems have all gone |
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| − | There's no one to deride me |
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| − | But you gotta heve friends - - |
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| − | -Stop singing! It's no wonder you don't have any friends. |
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| − | -Wow. Only a true friend would be that cruelly honest. |
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| − | -Listen, little donkey. Take a look at me. What am I? |
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| − | -Uh - - Really tall? |
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| − | -No! I'm an orge! You know. "Grab your torch and pitchforks." Doesn't |
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| − | that bother you? |
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| − | -Nope. |
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| − | -Really? |
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| − | -Really, really. |
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| − | -Oh. |
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| − | -Man, I like you. What's you name? |
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| − | -Uh, Shrek. |
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| − | -Shrek? Well, you know what I like about you, Shrek? |
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| − | You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me thing. |
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| − | I like that. I respect that, Shrek. You all right. Whoo! Look at that. |
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| − | Who'd want to live in place like that? |
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| − | -That would be my home. |
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| − | -Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite a |
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| − | decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I |
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| − | like that boulder. That is a nice boulder. |
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| − | -I guess you don't entertain much, do you? |
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| − | -I like my privacy. |
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| − | -You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I |
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| − | hate it when you got somebody in your face. You've trying to give them |
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| − | a hint, and they won't leave. There's that awkward silence. |
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| − | -Can I stay with you? |
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| − | -Uh, what? |
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| − | -Can I stay with you, please? |
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| − | -Of course! |
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| − | -Really? |
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| − | -No. |
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| − | -Please! I don't wanna go back there! You don't know what it's like to |
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| − | be considered a freak. Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta |
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| − | stick together. You gotta let me stay! Please! Please! |
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| − | -Okay! Okay! But one night only. |
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| − | -Ah! Thank you! |
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| − | -What are you - - No! No! |
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| − | -This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swappin' manly stories, |
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| − | and in the mornin' I'm makin' waffles. |
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| − | -Oh! |
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| − | -Where do, uh, I sleep? |
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| − | -Outside! |
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| − | -Oh, well. I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you, and you |
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| − | don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know. |
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| − | {Sniffles} |
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| − | -Here I go. |
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| − | -Good night. |
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| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | -I mean, I do like the outdoors. I'm a donkey. I was born outside. |
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| − | I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself, |
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| − | I'm all alone |
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| − | There's no one here beside me |
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| − | {Bubbling} |
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| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | {Creaking} |
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| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | -I thought I told you to stay outside. |
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| − | -I'm outside. |
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| − | {Clattering} |
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| − | -Well, gents, it's a far cry from the farm, but what choice do we |
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| − | have? |
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| − | -It's not home, but it'll do just fune. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What a lovely bed. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Got ya. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sniffs} I found some cheese. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ow! {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Blah! Awful stuff. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Is that you, Gorder? |
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| − | |||
| − | -How did you know? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Enough! What are you doing in my house? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hey! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Snickers} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad off the table. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Where are we supposed to put her? The bed's taken. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Huh? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gusps} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Male voice} What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I live in a swamp. I put up signs. I'm a terrifying orge! What do I |
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| − | |||
| − | have to do get a little privacy? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Aah! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, no. No! No! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Cackling} |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Quit it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Don't push. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Squeaking} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Lows} |
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| − | |||
| − | - What are you doing in my swamp? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Echoing} |
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| − | |||
| − | Swamp! Swamp! Swamp! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasping} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, dear! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Whoa! |
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| − | |||
| − | -All right, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go! |
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| − | |||
| − | Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Quickly. Come on! |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, no! No, no. Not there. Not there. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hey, don't look at me. I didn't invite them. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, gosh, no one invited us. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -We were forced to come here. |
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| − | |||
| − | -By who? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Lord Farquaad. |
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| − | |||
| − | -He huffed und he puffed und he...... signed an eviction notice. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -All right. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Murmuring} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, I do. I know where he is. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Does anyone else know where to find him? Anyone at all? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Me! Me! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Anyone? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know! Me, me! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, fine. Attention, all fairy tale things. Do not get comfortable. |
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| − | |||
| − | Your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm gonna see this guy |
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| − | |||
| − | Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came |
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| − | |||
| − | from! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Cheering} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Twittering} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! You! You're comin' with me. |
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| − | |||
| − | - All right, that's what I like to hear, man. Shrek and Donkey, two |
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| − | |||
| − | stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it! |
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| − | |||
| − | -On the road again. Sing it with me, Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hey. Oh, oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | -I can't wait to get on the road again. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What did I say about singing? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Can I whistle? |
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| − | |||
| − | -No. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Can I hum it? |
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| − | |||
| − | -All right, hum it. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Humming} |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Whimpering} |
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| − | |||
| − | -That's enough. He's ready to talk. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Coughing} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Laughing} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Clears throat} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Run, run, run, as fust as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the |
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| − | |||
| − | gingerbread man! |
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| − | |||
| − | -You are a monster. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm not the monster here. You are. You and the rest of that fairy |
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| − | |||
| − | tale trash, poisoning my perfect world. Now, tell me! Where are the |
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| − | |||
| − | others? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Eat me!{Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I've tried to be fair to you creatures. Now my patience has reached |
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| − | |||
| − | its end! Tell me or I'll - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, no, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons. |
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| − | |||
| − | -All right then. Who's hiding them? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know the muffin man? |
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| − | |||
| − | -The muffin man? |
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| − | |||
| − | -The muffin man. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, she's married to the muffin man. |
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| − | |||
| − | -The muffin man? |
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| − | |||
| − | -The muffin man! |
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| − | |||
| − | -She's married to the muffin man. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Door opens} |
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| − | |||
| − | -My lord! We found it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Then what are you waiting for? Bring it in. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Man grunting} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasping} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Magic mirror - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -Don't tell him anything! |
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| − | |||
| − | -No! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Ginerbread man whispers} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Evening. Mirror, mirror on the wall. Is this not the most perfect |
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| − | |||
| − | kingdom of them all? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, technically you're not a king. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Uh, Thelonius. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You were saying? |
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| − | |||
| − | -What I mean is, you're not a king yet. But you can become one. All |
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| − | |||
| − | you have to do is marry a princess. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Go on. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
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| − | |||
| − | -So, just sit back and relax, my lord, because it's time for you to |
||
| − | |||
| − | meet today's eligible bachelorettes. And here they are! Bachelorette |
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| − | |||
| − | number one is a mentally abused shut-in from a kingdom far, far away. |
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| − | |||
| − | She likes sushi and hot tubbing anytime. Her hobbies include cooking |
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| − | |||
| − | and cleaning for her two evil sisters. Please welcome Cinderella. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Bachelorette number two is a cape-wearing girl from the land of |
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| − | |||
| − | fancy. Although she lives with seven other men, she's not easy. Just |
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| − | |||
| − | kiss her dead, frozen lips and find out what a live wire she is. Come |
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| − | |||
| − | on. Give it up for Snow White! |
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| − | |||
| − | -And last, but certainly not last, bachelorette number three is a |
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| − | |||
| − | fiery redhead from a dragon-guarded castle surrounded by hot boiling |
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| − | |||
| − | lava! But don't let that cool you off. She's a loaded pistol who likes |
||
| − | |||
| − | pina colads and getting caught in the rain. Yours for the rescuing, |
||
| − | |||
| − | Princess Fiona! |
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| − | |||
| − | -So will it be bachelorette number one, bachelorette number two or |
||
| − | |||
| − | bachelorette number three? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Two! Two! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Three! Three! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Two! Two! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Three! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Three? One? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Shudders} Three? |
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| − | |||
| − | --Three! Pick number three, my lord! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, okay, uh, number three! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Lord Farquaad, you've chosen Princess Fiona. |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | If you like pina coladas |
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| − | |||
| − | And getting caught in the rain |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess Fiona. |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | If you're not into yoga |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -She's perfect. All I have to do is just find someone who can go - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But I probably should mention the little thing that happens at night. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'll do it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes, but after sunset - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Silence! I will make this Princess Fiona my queen, and DuLoc will |
||
| − | |||
| − | finally have the perfect king! |
||
| − | |||
| − | Captain, assemble your finest men. We're going to have a tournament. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -But that's it. That's it right there. That's DuLoc. I told ya I'd |
||
| − | |||
| − | find it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -So, that must be Lord Farquaad's castle. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh-huh. That's the place. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Do you think maybe he's compensating for something? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Groans} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, wait. Wait up, Shrek. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hurry, darling. We're late. Hurry. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, you! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Wait a second. Look, I'm not gonna eat you. I just - - I just - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whimpering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whimpering, Groans} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Turnstile clatters} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's quiet. Too quiet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Creaking} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Where is everybody? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, look at this! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Clattering, whirring, clicking} |
||
| − | |||
| − | Welcome to DuLoc such a perfect town |
||
| − | |||
| − | Here we have some rules |
||
| − | |||
| − | Let us lay them down |
||
| − | |||
| − | Don't make waves, stay in line |
||
| − | |||
| − | And we'll get along fine |
||
| − | |||
| − | DuLoc is perfect place |
||
| − | |||
| − | Please keep off of the grass |
||
| − | |||
| − | Shine your shoes, wipe your... face |
||
| − | |||
| − | DuLoc is, DuLoc is |
||
| − | |||
| − | DuLoc is perfect ...... place |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Camera shutter clicks |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whirring} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Wow! Let's do that again! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No. No. No, no, no! No. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Trumpet fanfare} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crowd cheering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Brave knights. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You are the best and brightest in all the land. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Today one of you shall prove himself - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -All right. You're going the right way for a smacked bottom. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Sorry about that. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Cheering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -That champion shall have the honor - - no, no - - the privilege to go |
||
| − | |||
| − | forth and rescue the lovely Princess Fiona from the fiery keep of the |
||
| − | |||
| − | dragon. If for any reason the winner is unsuccessful, the first |
||
| − | |||
| − | runner-up will take his place and so on and so forth. Some of you mae |
||
| − | |||
| − | die, but it's a sacrifice I am willing to make. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Cheering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Let the tournament begin! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What is that? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Gasping} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's hideous! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ah, that's not very nice. It's just a donkey. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Indeed. Knights, new plan! The one who kills the orge will be named |
||
| − | |||
| − | champion! Have it him! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Get him! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, hey! Now come on! Hang on now. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Go ahead! Get him! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Can't we just settle this over a pint? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Kill the beast! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No? All right then. Come on! |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | I don't give a damn about my reputation |
||
| − | |||
| − | You're living in the past |
||
| − | |||
| − | It's a new generation |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Damn! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whinnying} |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | A girl can do what she wants to do |
||
| − | |||
| − | And that's what I'm gonna do |
||
| − | |||
| − | And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me |
||
| − | |||
| − | Me, me, me |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, Shrek, tag me! Tag me! |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation |
||
| − | |||
| − | Never said I wanted to improve my station |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Ah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | And I'm always feelin' good when I'm having fun |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | And I don't have to please no one |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -The chair! Give him the chair! |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me |
||
| − | |||
| − | Me, me, me |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, not me |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Bell dings} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Cheering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, yeah! Ah! Ah! Thank you! Thank you very much! I'm here till |
||
| − | |||
| − | Thursday. Try the veal! Ha, ha! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Shrek laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crowd gasping, murmuring} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shall I give the order, sir? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, I have a better idea. People of DuLoc, I give you our champion! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Congratulations, orge. You're won the honor of embarking on a great |
||
| − | |||
| − | and noble quest. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Quest? I'm already in a quest, a quest to get my swamp back. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Your swamp? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, my swamp! Where you dumped those tale creatures! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crowd murmuring} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Indeed. All right, orge. I'll make you a deal. Go on this quest for |
||
| − | |||
| − | me, and I'll give you your swamp back. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Exactly the way it was? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Down to the last slime-covered toadstool. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And the squatters? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -As good as gone. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What kind of quest? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Let me get this straight. You're gonna go fight a dragon and rescue a |
||
| − | |||
| − | princess just so Farquaad will give you back a swamp which you only |
||
| − | |||
| − | don't have because he filled it full of freaks in the first place. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Is that about right? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Maybe there's a good reason donkeys shouldn't talk. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I don't get it. Why don't you just pull some of that orge stuff on |
||
| − | |||
| − | him? Throttle him, lay siege to his fortress, grinds his bones to make |
||
| − | |||
| − | your bread, the whole orge trip. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, I know what. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village and |
||
| − | |||
| − | put their heads on a pike, gotten a knife, cut open their spleen and |
||
| − | |||
| − | drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh, no, not really, no. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -For your information, there's a lot more to orges than people think. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Example? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Example? Okay, um, orges are like onions. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -{Sniffs} They stink? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes - - No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -They make you cry? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You leave them in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little |
||
| − | |||
| − | white hairs. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! Layers! Onions have layers. Orges have layers! Onions have |
||
| − | |||
| − | layers. You get it? We both have layers. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, you both have layers. Oh. {Sniffs} You know, not everybody likes |
||
| − | |||
| − | onions. Cake! Everybody loves cakes! Cakes have layers. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I don't care... what everyone likes. Orges are not like cakes. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a |
||
| − | |||
| − | person, you say, "Let's get some parfait," they say, "No, I don't like |
||
| − | |||
| − | no parfait"? Parfaits are delicious. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! You dense, irritating, miniature beast of burden! Orges are like |
||
| − | |||
| − | onions! And of story. Bye-bye. See ya later. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Parfaits may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You know, I think I preferred your humming. Do you have a tissure or |
||
| − | |||
| − | something? I'm making a mess. Just the word parfait make me start |
||
| − | |||
| − | slobbering. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | I'm on my way from misery to happiness today |
||
| − | |||
| − | Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm on my way from misery to happiness today |
||
| − | |||
| − | Uh-huh,uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh |
||
| − | |||
| − | And everything that you receive up yonder |
||
| − | |||
| − | Is what you give to me the day I wander |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm on my way |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm on my way |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm on my way |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Ohh! Shrek! Did you do that? |
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| − | |||
| − | -You gotta warn somebody before you just crack one off. My mouth was |
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| − | |||
| − | open. Believe me, Donkey, if it was me, you'd be dead. {Sniffs} It's |
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| − | |||
| − | brimstone We must be getting close. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, right, brimstone. Don't be talking about it's the brimstone. I |
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| − | |||
| − | know what I smell. It wasn't no brimstone. It didn't come off no stone |
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| − | |||
| − | neither. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Rumbling} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Laughing} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Uh, Shrek? Uh, remember when you said orges have layers? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, aye. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, I have a bit of a confession to make. Donkeys don't have |
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| − | |||
| − | layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Wait a second. Donkeys don't have sleeves. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You know what I mean. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You can't tell me you're afraid of heights. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over |
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| − | |||
| − | a boiling like of lava! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Come on, Donkey. I'm right here beside ya, okay? For emotional |
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| − | |||
| − | support., we'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step |
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| − | |||
| − | at a time. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Really? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Really, really. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, that makes me feel so much better. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Just keep moving. And don't look down. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look down. Keep on |
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| − | |||
| − | moving. Don't look down. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! I'm lookin' down! Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off, |
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| − | |||
| − | please! |
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| − | |||
| − | -But you're already halfway. |
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| − | |||
| − | -But I know that half is safe! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, fine. I don't have time for this. You go back. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, no! Wait! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Just, Donkey - - Let's have a dance then, shall me? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Don't do that! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, I'm sorry. Do what? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, this? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yes, that! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yes? Yes, do it. Okay. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, Shrek! No! Stop it! |
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| − | |||
| − | -You said do it! I'm doin' it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Shrek, I'm gonna die. Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | -That'll do, Donkey. That'll do. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Cool. |
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| − | |||
| − | -So where is this fire-breathing pain-in-the-neck anyway? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Inside, waiting for us to rescue her. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I was talkin' about the dragon, Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Water dripping, wind howling} |
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| − | |||
| − | -You afraid? |
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| − | |||
| − | -No. |
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| − | |||
| − | -But - - |
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| − | |||
| − | - Shh. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, good. Me neither. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -'Cause there's nothin' wrong with bein' afraid. Fear's a sensible |
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| − | |||
| − | response to an unfamiliar situation. Unfamiliar dangerous situation, I |
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| − | |||
| − | might add. With a dragon that breathes fire and eats knights and |
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| − | |||
| − | breathes fire, it sure doesn't mean you're a coward if you're a little |
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| − | |||
| − | scared. I sure as heck ain't no coward. I know that. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, two things, okay? Shut ... up. Now go over there and see if |
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| − | |||
| − | you can find any stairs. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Stairs? I thought we was lookin' for the princess. |
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| − | |||
| − | -The princess will be up the stairs in the highest room in the tallest |
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| − | |||
| − | tower. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What makes you think she'll be there? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I read it in a book once. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Cool. You handle the dragon. I'll handle the stairs. I'll find those |
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| − | |||
| − | stairs. I'll whip their butt too. Those stairs won't know which way |
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| − | |||
| − | they're goin'. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Creacing} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm gonna take drastic steps. Kick it to the curb. Don't mess with |
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| − | |||
| − | me. I'm the stair master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a |
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| − | |||
| − | step right here. I'd step all over it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, at least we know where the princess is, but where's the - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -Dragon! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, look out! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Whimpering} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Got ya! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Shouts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screaming} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! Aah! Aah! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasping} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Crowls} |
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| − | |||
| − | -No. Oh, no, No! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, what large teeth you have. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Crowls} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I mean white, sparkling teeth. I know you probably hear this all time |
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| − | |||
| − | from your food, but you must bleach, 'cause that is one dazzling smile |
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| − | |||
| − | you got there. Do I detect a hint of minty freshness? And you know |
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| − | |||
| − | what else? You're - - You're a girl dragon! Oh, sure! I mean, of |
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| − | |||
| − | course you're a girl dragon. You're just reeking of feminine beauty. |
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| − | |||
| − | What's the matter with you? You got something in your eye? Ohh. Oh. |
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| − | |||
| − | Oh. Man, I'd really love to stay, but you know, I'm, uh - - |
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| − | |||
| − | (Coughs) |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm an asthmatic, and I don't know if it'd work out if you're gonna |
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| − | |||
| − | blow smoke rings. Shrek! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Whimpering} |
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| − | |||
| − | -No! Shrek! Shrek! Shrek! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Groans, Sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Vocalizing} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Wake up! |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Are you Princess Fiona? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I am, awaiting a knight so bold as to rescue me. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, that's nice. Now let's go! |
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| − | |||
| − | -But wait, Sir Knight. This be-ith our first meeting. Should it not be |
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| − | |||
| − | a wonderful, romantic moment? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, sorry, lady. There's no time. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hey, wait. What are you doing? You should sweep me off my feet out |
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| − | |||
| − | yonder window and down a rope onto your valiant steed. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You've had a lot of time to plan this, haven't you? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Mm-hmm. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams, grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -But we have to savor this moment! You could recite an epic poem for |
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| − | |||
| − | me. A ballad? A sonnet! A limerick? Or something! |
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| − | |||
| − | -I don't think so. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Can I at least know the name of my champion? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Um, Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Sir Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Cleans throat} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I pray that you take this favor as a token of my gratitude. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Thanks! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Roaring} |
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| − | |||
| − | -You didn't slay the dragon? |
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| − | |||
| − | -It's on my to-do list. Now come on! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
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| − | |||
| − | -But this isn't right! You were meant to charge in, sword drawn, |
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| − | |||
| − | banner flying. That's what all the other knights did. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, right before they burst into flame. |
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| − | |||
| − | -That's not the point. Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Wait. Where are you going? The next's over there. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, I have to save my ass. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What kind of knight are you? |
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| − | |||
| − | -One of a kind. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Slow down. Slow down, baby, please. I believe it's healthy to get to |
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| − | |||
| − | know someone over a long perriod of time. Just call me old-fashioned. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I don't want to rush into a physical relationship. I'm not |
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| − | |||
| − | emotionally ready for a commitment of, uh, this - - Magnitude really |
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| − | |||
| − | is the word I'm looking for. Magnitude- - Hey, that is unwanted |
||
| − | |||
| − | physical contact. Hey, what are you doing? Okay, okay. Let's just back |
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| − | |||
| − | up a little and take this one step at a time. We really should get to |
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| − | |||
| − | know each other first as friends or pen pals. I'm on the road a lot, |
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| − | |||
| − | but I just love receiving cards - - I'd really love to stay, but - - |
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| − | |||
| − | Don't do that! That's my tail! That's my personal tail. You're gonna |
||
| − | |||
| − | tear it off. I don't give permission - - What are you gonna do with |
||
| − | |||
| − | that? Hey, now. No way. No! No! No, no! No. No, no, no. No! Oh! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Growls} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Roaring} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hi, Princess! |
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| − | |||
| − | -It talks! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screaming} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Thuds} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Groans} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roaring} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Okay, you two, heard for the exit! I'll take care of the dragon. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Fchoing} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Run! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasping} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screaming} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roaring} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Panting, sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whimpers} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You did it! |
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| − | |||
| − | -You rescued me! You're amazing. You're - - You're wonderful. |
||
| − | |||
| − | You're... a little unorthodox I'll admit. But they deed is great, and |
||
| − | |||
| − | thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Clears throat} |
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| − | |||
| − | -And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a |
||
| − | |||
| − | steed. |
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| − | |||
| − | -The battle is won. You may remove your helmet, good Sir Knight. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh, no. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Why not? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I have helmet hair. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, no, you wouldn't - - 'st. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But how will you kiss me? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What? That wasn't in the job description. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Maybe it's a perk. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes. A princess locked in |
||
| − | |||
| − | a tower and beset by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight, and then |
||
| − | |||
| − | they share true love's first kiss. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hmm? With Shrek? You think- - Wait. Wait. You think that Shrek is you |
||
| − | |||
| − | true love? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, yes. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughing} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You think Shrek is your true love! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What is so funny? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Let's just say I'm not your tipe, okay? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now - - Now remove your |
||
| − | |||
| − | helmet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Look. I really don't think this is a good idea. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Just take off the helmet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm not going to. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Take ot off. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Now! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay! Easy. As you command. Your Highness. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You- - You're a- - an orge. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, yes, actually. Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed |
||
| − | |||
| − | to be an orge. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Farquaad, okay? He is the |
||
| − | |||
| − | one who wants to marry you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Then why didn't he come rescue me? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Good question. You should ask him that when we get there. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some prge and his- - |
||
| − | |||
| − | his pet. |
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| − | |||
| − | -So much for noble steed. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You're not making my job any easier. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Farquaad |
||
| − | |||
| − | that if he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right |
||
| − | |||
| − | here. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey! I'm no one's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You wouldn't dare. Put me down! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ya comin', Donkey? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm right behind ya. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Put me down, or you will suffer the consequences! This is not |
||
| − | |||
| − | dignified! Put me down! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Okay, so here's another question. Say there's a woman that digs you, |
||
| − | |||
| − | right, but you don't really like her that way. How do you let her down |
||
| − | |||
| − | real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to a |
||
| − | |||
| − | crisp and eaten? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what |
||
| − | |||
| − | happens when you find your - - Hey! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -The sooner we get to DuLoc the better. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Farquaad? What's he like? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Let me put it this way, Princess. Men of Farquaad's stature are in |
||
| − | |||
| − | short supply. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I don't know. There are those who think little of him. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You're just jealous you can never |
||
| − | |||
| − | measure up to a great ruler like Lord Farquaad. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do the |
||
| − | |||
| − | "measuring" when you see him tomorrow. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Tomorrow? It'll take that long? Shouldn't we stop to make camp? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, that'll take longer. We can keep going. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But there's robbers in the woods. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Whoa! Time out, Shrek! Camping's starting to sound good. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this |
||
| − | |||
| − | forest. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I need to find somewhere to camp now! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Birds wings fluttering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunting} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey! Over here. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, we can do better than that. I don't think this is fit for a |
||
| − | |||
| − | princess. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, no, it's perfect. It just needs a few homey touches. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Homey touches? Like what? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crashing} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -A door? Well, gentlemen, I bid thee good night. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You want me to read you a bedtime story? I will. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I said good night! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, What are you doing? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I just- - You know - - Oh, come on. I was just kidding. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Fire cracking} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And, uh, that one, that's Throwback, the only orge to ever spit over |
||
| − | |||
| − | three wheat fields. Right. Yeah. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, can you tell my future from these stars? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -The stars don't tell the future, Donkey. They tell stories. Look, |
||
| − | |||
| − | there's Bloodnut, the Flatulent. You can guess what he's famous for. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I know you're making this up. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, look. There he is, and there's the group of hunters running away |
||
| − | |||
| − | from his stench. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -That ain't nothin' but a bunch of little dots. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You know, Donkey, sometimes things are more than they appear. Hmm? |
||
| − | |||
| − | Forget it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, Shrek, what we gonna do when we get our swamp anyway? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Our swamp? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You know, when we're through rescuing the princess. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -We? Donkey, there's no "we". There's no "our". There's just me and my |
||
| − | |||
| − | swamp. The first thing I'm gonna do is build a ten-foot wall arond my |
||
| − | |||
| − | land. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You cut me deep, Shrek. You cut me real deep just now. You know what |
||
| − | |||
| − | I think? I think this whole wall thing is just a way to keep somebody |
||
| − | |||
| − | out. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, do ya think? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Are you hidin' something? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Never mind, Donkey. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, this is another one of those onion things, isn't it? |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, this is one of those drop-it and leave-it alone things. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Why don't you want to talk about it? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Why do you want to talk about it? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Why are you blocking? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm not blocking. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, yes, you are. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, I'm warning you. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Who you trying to keep out? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Everyone! Okay? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, now we're gettin' somewhere. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! For the love of Pete! |
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| − | |||
| − | -What's your problem? What you got against the whole world anyway? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Look, I'm not the one with the problem, okay? It's the world that |
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| − | |||
| − | seems to have a problem with me. People take one look at me and go. |
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| − | |||
| − | "Aah! Help! Run! A big, stupid, ugly orge!" They judge me before they |
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| − | |||
| − | even know me. That's why I'm better off alone. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You know what? When we met, I didn't think you was just a big, |
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| − | |||
| − | stupid, ugly orge. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, I know. |
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| − | |||
| − | -So, uh, are there any donkeys up there? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, there's, um, Gabby, the Small and Annoying. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay, okay, I see it now. The big shiny one, right there. That one |
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| − | |||
| − | there? |
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| − | |||
| − | -That's the moon. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, okay. |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Orchestra} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Dulcimer} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Again, show me again. Mirror, mirror, show her to me. Show me the |
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| − | |||
| − | princess. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hmph. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ah. Perfect. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Inhales} |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Snoring} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Vocalizing} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Whistling} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sizzling} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sniffs, yawns} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Mmm, yeah, you know I like it like that. |
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| − | |||
| − | --Come on, baby. I said I like it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, wake up. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Huh? What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Wake up. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Good morning. Hm, how do you like your eggs? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Good morning, Princess! |
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| − | |||
| − | -What's all this about? |
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| − | |||
| − | -You know, we kind of got off to a bad start yesterday. I wanted to |
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| − | |||
| − | make it up to you. I mean, after all, you did rescue me. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Uh, thanks. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sniffs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, eat up. We've got a big day ahead of us. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Belches} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? It's a compliment. Better out than in, I always say. {Laughs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, it's no way to behave in front of a princess. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Belches} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Thanks. |
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| − | |||
| − | -She's as nasty as you are. |
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| − | |||
| − | -{Laughs} You know, you're not exactly what I expected. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, maybe you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Vocalizing} |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -La liberte! Hey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Princess! |
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| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -What are you doing? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Be still, mon cherie, for I am you savior! And I am rescuing you from |
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| − | |||
| − | this green - - |
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| − | |||
| − | {Kissing sounds} |
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| − | |||
| − | -beast. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -That's my princess! Go find you own! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Please, monster! Can't you see I'm a little busy here? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Look, pal, I don't know who you think you are! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! Of couse! Oh, how rude. Please let me introduse myself. Oh, Merry |
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| − | |||
| − | Men. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Laughs} |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Accordion} |
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| − | |||
| − | Ta, dah, dah, dah, whoo. |
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| − | |||
| − | I steal from the rich and give to the needy. |
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| − | |||
| − | He takes a wee percentage, |
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| − | |||
| − | But I'm not greedy. I rescue pretty damsels |
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| − | |||
| − | Man, I'm good |
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| − | |||
| − | What a guy, Monsieur Hood |
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| − | |||
| − | Break it down |
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| − | |||
| − | I like an honest fight |
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| − | |||
| − | and a saucy little maid |
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| − | |||
| − | What he's basically saying |
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| − | |||
| − | is he likes to get - - |
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| − | |||
| − | Paid |
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| − | |||
| − | So |
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| − | |||
| − | When an orge in the bush |
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| − | |||
| − | grabs a lady by the tush |
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| − | |||
| − | That's bad |
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| − | |||
| − | That's bad |
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| − | |||
| − | When a beauty's with a beast |
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| − | |||
| − | it makes me awfully mad |
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| − | |||
| − | He's mad |
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| − | |||
| − | He's really, really mad |
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| − | |||
| − | I'll take my blade and |
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| − | |||
| − | ram it through your heart |
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| − | |||
| − | Keep your eyes on me, boys |
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| − | |||
| − | 'cause I'm about to start |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts, Groans} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Karate Yell} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Merry Men Gasping} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Panting} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Man, that was annoying! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, you little- - |
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| − | |||
| − | {Karate Yell} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Accordion} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Shouting, groaning} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Uh, shall we? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hold the phone. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on now. Where did that come from? |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? |
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| − | |||
| − | -That! Back there. That was amazing! Where did you learn that? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well - - {Chuckles} When one lives alone, uh, one has to learn these |
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| − | |||
| − | things in case there's a - - There's an arrow in your butt! |
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| − | |||
| − | -What? Oh, would you look at that? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, no. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Why? What's wrong? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek's hurt. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek's hurt. Shrek's hurt? Oh, no, Shrek's gonna die. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, I'm okay. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You can't do this to me, Shrek. I'm too young for you to die. Keep |
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| − | |||
| − | you legs elevated. Turn your head and cough. Does anyone know the |
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| − | |||
| − | Heimlich? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey! Calm down. If you want to help Shrek, run into the woods and |
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| − | |||
| − | find me a blue flower with red thorns. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Blue flower, red thorns. Okay, I'm on it. Blue flower, red thorns. |
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| − | |||
| − | Don't die Shrek. If you see a long tunnel, stay away from the light! |
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| − | |||
| − | -{Both} Donkey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, yeah. Right. Blue flower, red thorns. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What are the flowers for? |
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| − | |||
| − | -For getting rid of Donkey. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ah. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Now you hold still, and I'll yank this thing out. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ow! Hey! Easy with the yankin'. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm sorry, but it has to come out. |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, it's tender. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Now, hold on. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What you're doing is the opposite of help. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Don't move. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Look, time out. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Would you - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Okay. What do you propose we do? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red thorns. Blue flower, red |
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| − | |||
| − | thorns. This would be so much easier if I wasn't color-blind! Blue |
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| − | |||
| − | flower, red thorns. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ow! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Hold on, Shrek! I'm comin'! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ow! Not good. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Okay. Okay. I can nearly see the head. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's just about - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ow! Ohh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ahem. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Nothing happend. We were just, uh - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Look, if you wanted to be alone, all you had to do was ask. Okay? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, come on! That's the last thing on my mind. The princess here was |
||
| − | |||
| − | just- - Ugh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ow! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, what's that? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Nervous chickle} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -That's- - Is that blood? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Bird chirping} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | My beloved monster and me |
||
| − | |||
| − | We go everywhere together |
||
| − | |||
| − | Wearin' a raincoat |
||
| − | |||
| − | that has four sleeves |
||
| − | |||
| − | Gets us through all kinds of weather |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Aah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | She will always be the only thing |
||
| − | |||
| − | That comes between me and the awful sting |
||
| − | |||
| − | That comes from living in a world |
||
| − | |||
| − | that's so damn mean |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Croaks} |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey! |
||
| − | |||
| − | La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Both laughing} |
||
| − | |||
| − | La-la, la-la, la-la |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -There it is, Princess. Your future awaits you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -That's DuLoc? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah, I know. You know, Shrek thinks Lord Farquaad's compensating for |
||
| − | |||
| − | something, which I think means he has a really - - Ow! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Um, I, uh- - I guess we better move on. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Sure. But, Shrek? I'm - - I'm worried about Donkey. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Blubbering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I mean, look at him. He doesn't look so good. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What are you talking about? I'm fine. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -That's what they always say, and then next thing you know, you're on |
||
| − | |||
| − | your back. Dead. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You know, she's right. You look awful. Do you want to sit down? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh, you know, I'll make you some tea. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I didn't want to say nothin', but I got this twinge in my neck, and |
||
| − | |||
| − | when I turn my head like this, look, |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Bones crunch} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ow! See? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Who's hungry? I'll find us some dinner. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'll get the firewood. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, where you goin'? Oh, man, I can't feel my toes! I don't have any |
||
| − | |||
| − | toes! I think I need a hug. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Mmm. This is good. This is really good. What is this? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh, weedrat. Rotisserie style. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No kidding. Well, this is delicious. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, they're also great in stews. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I |
||
| − | |||
| − | make a mean weedrat stew. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckling} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I guess I'll be dining a little differently tomorrow night. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Gulps} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kind |
||
| − | |||
| − | of stuff for you. Swamp toad soup, fish eye tartare - - you name it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'd like that. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Slurps, laughs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | See the pyramids along the Nile |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Um, Princess? |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes, Shrek? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I, um, I was wondering. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | Just remember, darling all the while |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Are you- - |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | You belong to me |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Are you gonna eat that? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Man, isn't this romantic? Just look at that sunset. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Sunset? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, no! I mean, it's late. I-It's very late. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Wait a minute. I see what's goin' on here. You're afraid of the dark, |
||
| − | |||
| − | aren't you? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes! Yes, that's it. I'm terrified. You know, I'd better go inside. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Don't feel bad, Princess. I used to be afraid of the dark, too, until |
||
| − | |||
| − | - - Hey, no, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Shrek sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Good night. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Good night. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Door creaks} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ohh! Now I really see what's goin' on here. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, what are you talkin' about? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I don't even wanna hear it. Look, I'm an animal, and I got instincts. |
||
| − | |||
| − | And I know you two were diggin' on each other. I could feel it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You're crazy. I'm just bringing her back to Farquaad. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, come on, Shrek. Wake up and smell the pheromones. Just go on in |
||
| − | |||
| − | and tell her how you feel. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I- - There's nothing to tell. Besides, even if I did tell her that, |
||
| − | |||
| − | well, you know - - and I'm not sayin' I do 'cause I don't - - she's a |
||
| − | |||
| − | princess, and I'm - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -An orge? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yeah. An orge. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, where you goin'? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -To get... move firewood. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess? Princess Fiona? Princess, where are you? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Wings fluttering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Creaking} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's very spooky in here. I ain't playing no games. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Screams} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Aah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, no! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, help! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, it's okay. It's okay. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What did you do with the princess? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Donkey, I'm the princess. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Aah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's me, in this body. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, my God! You ate the princess. Can you hear me? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Donkey! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Listen, keep breathing! I'll get you out of there! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! Shrek! Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shh. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -This is me. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Muffled mumbling} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess? What happened to you? You're, uh, uh, uh, different. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm ugly, okay? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, yeah! Was it something you ate? 'Cause I told Shrek those rats |
||
| − | |||
| − | was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said. Now - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I - - I've been this way as long as I can remember. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What do you mean? Look, I ain't never seen you like this before. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's only happens when sun goes down. |
||
| − | |||
| − | "By night one way, by day another. This shall be the norm... until you |
||
| − | |||
| − | find true love's first kiss... and then take love's true form." |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ah, that's beautiful. I didn't know you wrote poetry. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -It's a spell. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -When I was a little girl, a witch cast a spell on me. Every night I |
||
| − | |||
| − | become this. This horrible, ugly beast! I was placed in a tower to |
||
| − | |||
| − | await the day my true love would rescue me. That's why I have to marry |
||
| − | |||
| − | Lord Farquaad tomorrow before the sun sets and he sees me like this. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sobs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -All right, all right. Calm down. Look, it's not that bad. You're not |
||
| − | |||
| − | that ugly. Well, I ain't gonna lie. You are ugly. But you only look |
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| − | |||
| − | like this at night. Shrek's ugly 24-7. |
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| − | |||
| − | -But Donkey, I'm a princess, and this is not how a princess is meant |
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| − | |||
| − | to look. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Princess, how 'bout if you don't marry Farquaad? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I have to. Only my true love's kiss can break the spell. |
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| − | |||
| − | -But, you know, um, you're kind of an orge, and Shrek - - well, you |
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| − | |||
| − | got a lot in common. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek? |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -Princess, I - - Uh, how's it going, first of all? Good? Um, good for |
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| − | |||
| − | me too. I'm okay. I saw this flower and thought of you because it's |
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| − | |||
| − | pretty and - - well, I don't really like it, but I thought you might |
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| − | |||
| − | like it 'cause you're pretty. But I like you anyway. I'd - - uh, uh - |
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| − | |||
| − | - |
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| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I'm in trouble. Okay, here we go. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I can't just marry whoever I want. Take a good look at me, Donkey. I |
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| − | |||
| − | mean, really, who can ever love a beast so hideous and ugly? |
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| − | |||
| − | "Princess" and "ugly" don't go together. That's why I can't stay here |
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| − | |||
| − | with Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Deep sigh} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Don't you see, Donkey? That's just how it has to be. It's the only |
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| − | |||
| − | way to break the spell. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You at least gotta tell Shrek the truth. |
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| − | |||
| − | -No! You can't breathe a word. No one must ever know. |
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| − | |||
| − | -What's the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Promise you won't tell. Promise! |
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| − | |||
| − | -All right, all right. I won't tell him. But you should. I just know |
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| − | |||
| − | before this is over, I'm gonna need a whole lot of serious therapy. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Look at my eye twitchin'. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Door opens} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Snoring} |
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| − | |||
| − | -I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him, I tell him not. I tell him. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! Shrek, there's something I want - - |
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| − | |||
| − | {Snoring} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek. Are you all right? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Perfect! Never been better. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I - - I don't - - There's something I have to tell you. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You don't have to tell me anything, Princess. I heard enough last |
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| − | |||
| − | night. |
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| − | |||
| − | -You heard what I said? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Every word. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I thought you'd understand. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, I undersatnd. Like you said, "Who could love a hideous, ugly |
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| − | |||
| − | beast?" |
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| − | |||
| − | -But I thought that wouldn't matter to you. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah? Well, it does. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps, sighs} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Ah, right on time. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Horse whinnies} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Princess, I've brought you a little something. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Fanfare} |
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| − | |||
| − | {Yawns} |
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| − | |||
| − | -What'd I miss? What'd I miss? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Muffled} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Who said that? Couldn't have been a donkey. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Princess Fiona. |
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| − | |||
| − | -As promised. Now hand it over. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Very well, orge. The deed to your swamp, cleared out, as agreed. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Take it and go before I change my mind. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Forgive me, Princess, for startling you, but you startled me, for I |
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| − | |||
| − | have never seen such a radiant beauty before. I'm Lord Farquaad. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Lord Farquaad? Oh, no, no. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Snaps fingers} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Forgive me, my lord, for I was just saying a short... farewell. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, that is so sweet. You don't have to waste good manners on the |
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| − | |||
| − | orge. It's not like it has feelings. |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, you're right. It doesn't. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Princess Fiona, beautiful, fair, flawerss Fiona. I ask your hand in |
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| − | |||
| − | marriage. |
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| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Will you be the perfect bride for the perfect groom? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Lord Farquaad, I accept. Nothing would make - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -Excellent! I'll start the plans, for tomorrow we wed! |
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| − | |||
| − | -No! I mean, uh, why wait? Let's get married today before the sun |
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| − | |||
| − | sets. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh, anxious, are you? You're right. The sooner, the better. There's |
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| − | |||
| − | so much to do! Threre's the caterer, the cake, the band, the guest |
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| − | |||
| − | list. Captain, round up some guests! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Fare-thee-well, orge. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, what are you doing? You're letting her get away. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah? So what? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, there's something about her you don't know. Look, I talked to |
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| − | |||
| − | her last night, She's - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -I know you talked to her last night. You're great pals, aren't ya? |
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| − | |||
| − | Now, if you two are such good friends, why don't you follow her home? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, I - - I wanna go with you. |
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| − | |||
| − | -I told you, didn't I? You're not coming home with me. I live alone! |
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| − | |||
| − | My swamp! Me! Nobody else! Understand? Nobody! Especially useless, |
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| − | |||
| − | pathetic, annoying, talking donkeys! |
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| − | |||
| − | -But I thought - - |
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| − | |||
| − | -Yeah. You know what? You tought wrong! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Shrek. |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | I heard there was a secret chord |
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| − | |||
| − | That David played and it pleased the Lord |
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| − | |||
| − | But you don't really care for music, do ya |
||
| − | |||
| − | It goes like this the fourth, the fifth |
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| − | |||
| − | The minor fall the major lift |
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| − | |||
| − | The baffled king composing hallelujah |
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| − | |||
| − | Hallelujah, hallelujah |
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| − | |||
| − | Baby, I've been here before |
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| − | |||
| − | I know this room I've walked this floor |
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| − | |||
| − | I used to live alone before I knew you |
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| − | |||
| − | I've seen your flag on the marble arch |
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| − | |||
| − | But love is not a victory march |
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| − | |||
| − | It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah |
||
| − | |||
| − | Hallelujah, hallelujah |
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| − | |||
| − | And all I ever learned from love |
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| − | |||
| − | Is how to shoot at someone |
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| − | |||
| − | Who outdrew you |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Moaning} |
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| − | |||
| − | And it's not a cry you can hear at night |
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| − | |||
| − | It's not somebody who's seen the light |
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| − | |||
| − | It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Moaning} |
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| − | |||
| − | Hallelujah, hallelujah |
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| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | {Thumping sound} |
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| − | |||
| − | -Donkey? |
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| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
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| − | |||
| − | -What are you doing? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I would think, of all people, you would recognize a wall when you see |
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| − | |||
| − | one. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Well, yeah. But the wall's supposed to go around my swamp, not |
||
| − | |||
| − | through it. |
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| − | |||
| − | -It is around your half. See that's your half, and this is my half. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Oh! Your half. Hmm. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes, my half. I helped rescue the princess. I did half the work. I |
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| − | |||
| − | get half the booty. Now hand me that big old rock, the one that looks |
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| − | |||
| − | like your head. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Back off! |
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| − | |||
| − | -No, you back off. |
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| − | |||
| − | -This is my swamp! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Our swamp. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Let go, Donkey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -You let go. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Stubborn jackass! |
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| − | |||
| − | -Smelly orge. |
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| − | |||
| − | -Fine! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, hey, come back here. I'm not through with you yet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, I'm through with you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh-uh. You know, with you it's always, "Me, me, me!" Well, guess |
||
| − | |||
| − | what! Now it's my turn! So you just shut up and pay attention! You are |
||
| − | |||
| − | mean to me. You insult me and you don't appreciate anything that I do! |
||
| − | |||
| − | You're always pushing me around or pushing me away. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, yeah? Well, if I treated you so bad, how come you came back? |
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| − | |||
| − | -Because that's what friends do! They forgive each other! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, yeah. You're right, Donkey. I forgive you... for stabbin' me in |
||
| − | |||
| − | the back! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ohh! You're so wrapped up in layers, onion boy, you're afraid of your |
||
| − | |||
| − | own feelings. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Go away! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -There you are , doing it again just like you did to Fiona. All she |
||
| − | |||
| − | ever do was like you, maybe even love you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Love me? She said I was ugly, a hideous creature. I heard the two of |
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| − | |||
| − | you talking. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -She wasn't talkin' about you. She was talkin' about, uh, somebody |
||
| − | |||
| − | else. |
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| − | |||
| − | -She wasn't talking about me? Well, then who was she talking about? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh-uh, no way. I ain't saying anything. You don't wanna listen to me. |
||
| − | |||
| − | Right? Right? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Donkey! |
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| − | |||
| − | -No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Okay, look. I'm sorry, all right? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Sighs} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm sorry. I guess I am just a big, stupid, ugly orge. Can you |
||
| − | |||
| − | forgive me? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, that's what friends are for, right? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Right. Friends? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Friends. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -So, um, what did Fiona say about me? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What are you asking me for? Why don't you just go ask her? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -The wedding! We'll never make it in time. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ha-ha-ha! Never fear, for where, there's a will, there's a way and I |
||
| − | |||
| − | have a way. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whistles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Donkey? |
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| − | |||
| − | -I guess it's just my animal magnetism. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Laughing} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Aw, come here, you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -All right, all right.Don't get all slobbery. No one likes a kiss ass. |
||
| − | |||
| − | All right, hop on and hold on tight. I haven't had a chance to install |
||
| − | |||
| − | the seat belts yet. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Whoo! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Bells tolling} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {All gasping} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -People of DuLoc, we gather here today to bear witnss to the union.... |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Um- |
||
| − | |||
| − | -of our new king - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Excuse me. Could we just skip ahead to the "I do's"? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckling} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Go on. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Go ahead, HAVE SOME FUN. If we need you, I'll whistle. How about |
||
| − | |||
| − | that? Shrek, wait, wait! Wait a minute! You wanna do this right, don't |
||
| − | |||
| − | you? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What are you talking about? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -There's a line you gotta wait for. The preacher's gonna say, "Speak |
||
| − | |||
| − | now or forever hold your peace." That's when you say, "I object!" |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I don't have time for this! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hey, wait. What are you doing? Listen to me! Look, you love this |
||
| − | |||
| − | woman, don't you? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You wanna hold her? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Please her? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Then you got to, got to try a little tenderness. The chicks love that |
||
| − | |||
| − | romantic crap! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -All right! Cut it out. When does this guy say the line? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -We gotta check it out. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -And so, by the power vested in me, |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What do you see? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -The whole town's in there. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I now pronounce you husband and wife, |
||
| − | |||
| − | -They're at the altar. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -king and queen. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Mother Fletcher! He already said it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, for the love of Pete! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Grunts} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I object! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Gasps} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, now what does he want? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Hi, everyone. Havin' a good time, are ya? I love DuLoc, first at all. |
||
| − | |||
| − | Very clean. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -What are you doing here? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but |
||
| − | |||
| − | showing up uninvited to a wedding - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Fiona! I need to talk to you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, now you wanna talk? It's a little late for that, so if you'll |
||
| − | |||
| − | excuse me - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But you can't marry him. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And why not? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Because- - Because he's just marring you so he can be king. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Outrageous! Fiona, don't listen to him. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -He's not your true love. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And what do you know about true love? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, I - - Uh - - I mean - - |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Oh, this is precious. The orge has fallen in love with the princess! |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oh, good Lord. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crowd laughting} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -An orge and a princess! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek, is this true? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Who cares? It's preposterous! Fiona, my love, we're but a kiss away |
||
| − | |||
| − | from our "happily ever after." Now kiss me! Mmmmm! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -"By night one way, by day another." I wanted to show you before. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whimpers} |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Crown gasping} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, uh, that explains a lot. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Ugh! It's disgusting! Guards! Guards! I order you to get that out of |
||
| − | |||
| − | my sight now! Get them! Get them both! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, no! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -This hocus-pocus alters nothing. This marriage is binding, and that |
||
| − | |||
| − | makes me king! See? See? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, let go of me! Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Don't just stand there, you morons. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Get out of my way! Fiona! Arrgh! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'll make you regret the day we met. I'll see you drawn and |
||
| − | |||
| − | quartered! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -You'll beg for death to save you! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -No, Shrek! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -And as for you, my wife, |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Fiona! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'll have you locked back in that tower for the rest of your days! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm king! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Whistles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I will have order! I will have perfection! I will have - - Aaaah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Aah! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -All right. Nobody move. I got a dragon here, and I'm not afraid to |
||
| − | |||
| − | use it. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Roars} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I'm a donkey on the edge! |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Belches} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Celebrity marriages. They never last, do they? |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Cheering} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Go ahead, Shrek. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Uh, Fiona? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Yes, Shrek? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I - - I love you. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Really? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Really, really. |
||
| − | |||
| − | - I love you too. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Aawww! |
||
| − | |||
| − | -"Until you find true love's first kiss and then take love's true |
||
| − | |||
| − | form." |
||
| − | |||
| − | -"Take love's true form. Take love's true form." |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Fiona? Fiona. Are you all right? |
||
| − | |||
| − | -Well, yes. But I don't understand. I'm supposed to be beautiful. |
||
| − | |||
| − | -But you ARE beautiful. |
||
| − | |||
| − | {Chuckles} |
||
| − | |||
| − | -I was hoping this would be a happy ending. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | I thought love was only true in fairy tales |
||
| − | |||
| − | Oy! |
||
| − | |||
| − | Meant for someone else but not for me |
||
| − | |||
| − | Love was out to get me |
||
| − | |||
| − | That's the way it seemed |
||
| − | |||
| − | Disappointment haunted all my dreams |
||
| − | |||
| − | And then I saw her face |
||
| − | |||
| − | Now I'm a believer and not a trace |
||
| − | |||
| − | Of doubt in my mind |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm in love |
||
| − | |||
| − | Ooh-aah |
||
| − | |||
| − | I'm a believer I couldn't leave her |
||
| − | |||
| − | If I tried |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | -God bless us, every one. |
||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | |||
| − | Come on, y'all! |
||
| − | |||
| − | Then I saw her face |
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| − | |||
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| − | Hey! |
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| − | -One more time! |
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| − | Y'all sing it with me! |
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| − | I believe |
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| − | {Hysterical laughing} |
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| − | -Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh. |
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| − | -I can't breathe. I can't breathe. |
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| − | Now I want to stay home today |
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| − | If anyone comes to play |
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| − | Gonna get thrown out |
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| − | I wanna be a millionaire someday |
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| − | But know what it feels like to give it away |
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| − | Watch me march to the beat of my own drum |
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| − | Same old day Same situation |
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| − | Girl, I feel so alive |
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| − | 'Cause deep down inside all I wanted was you |
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| − | Oh-oh-oh |
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| − | Makes me wanna dance |
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| − | Oh-oh-oh |
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| − | It's a new romance |
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| − | Oh-oh-oh |
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| − | I look into your eyes |
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| − | Oh-oh-oh |
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| − | The best years of our lives |
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| − | When we first met |
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| − | I could hardly believe |
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| − | Oh, girl, I'm so thankful |
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| − | was why I had to get my shine on |
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| − | Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh |
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| − | Turn the lights on, Come on, baby |
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| − | Let's just rewind the song |
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| − | make the rest years the best years |
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| − | All night long |
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| − | Makes me wanna dance |
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| − | Oh-oh-oh |
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| − | It's a new romance |
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| − | It's a new romance |
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| − | The best years of our lives |
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| − | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.............. |
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| − | Everything looks bright |
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| − | Standing in your light |
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| − | Everything feels right |
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| − | What's a girl to do |
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| − | I'm telling you |
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| − | I wanna be with you |
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| − | 'Cause when you're |
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| − | standin' next to me |
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| − | It's like wow |
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| − | And all your kisses |
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| − | seem to set me free |
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| − | It's like wow |
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| − | And when we touch |
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| − | it's such a rush |
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| − | I can't get enough |
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| − | It's like- - It's like |
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| − | Hey, what |
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| − | It's like wow |
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| − | Hey, yeah |
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| − | It's like wow |
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| − | Everything is looking |
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| − | It's like wow |
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| − | And I got this feeling |
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| − | This feeling |
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| − | it's just like wow |
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| − | It's just like wow |
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| − | You are all I'm thinking of. |
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| − | Like wow |
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| − | Everything feels right |
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| − | Everything feels right |
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| − | Like wow |
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| − | Everything looks bright |
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| − | All my senses are right |
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| − | Like wow |
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| − | Everything feels right |
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| − | Baby, baby, baby |
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| − | the way I'm feeling you |
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| − | Is like wow |
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| − | There is something |
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| − | that I see |
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| − | In the way |
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| − | you look at me |
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| − | There's a smile |
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| − | There's a truth |
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| − | In your eyes |
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| − | What an unexpected way |
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| − | On this unexpected day |
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| − | Could it be |
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| − | This is where I belong |
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| − | It is you I have loved |
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| − | All long |
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| − | There's no more mystery |
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| − | It is finally clear to me |
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| − | You're the home |
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| − | my heart's searched for |
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| − | So long |
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| − | It is you I have loved |
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| − | All long |
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| − | Whoa, over and over |
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| − | I'm filled with emotion |
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| − | As I look |
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| − | Into your perfect face |
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| − | Special help by SergeiKn with a song, but begins to sing anyway, cuing a flashback. |
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| − | We see a compilation of Greg and [[Rose Quartz|Rose]] having fun when Greg realizes that he needs money. The song ends with him sitting on a road, singing for money. Seeing that he didn't get much money, he goes to [[Vidalia]]'s house. She lets him in and we see her trying to feed her baby, [[Sour Cream]], with mushed-up carrots. Greg comes in and eats cereal. After some small talk with Vidalia, he goes into the living room and starts watching T.V. He watches a commercial for [[Li'l Butler]] on TV which makes him laugh so hard that he spills all the milk on his clothes and Vidalia's couch. The scene cuts to Vidalia and Greg in the washing room and Vidalia offering Greg to wash his shirt. Greg notices the shirt she is wearing, to which Vidalia responds that it is her uniform for her new job at the T-Shirt shop, which starts today. Shortly after that, the telephone rings and Vidalia answers it. After the phone call is over she tells Greg that the babysitter who is supposed to look after Sour Cream canceled and asks him if he could do it to which he agrees. Later, Vidalia goes to work and tells Greg that she will destroy him if something happens to Sour Cream. |
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| + | When he comes back, he notices that Rose and Sour Cream are gone and begins to panic. He runs through [[Beach City]] searching for them with no results. Eventually, he runs into [[Beach City Funland]] and finds Rose. He then notices that Sour Cream is not with her and says to Rose that he thought she was going to watch him. She then replies to him that she watched Sour Cream climb to the top of a Ferris Wheel. Greg panics and hurries to climb the wheel as fast as he can. When he reaches Sour Cream, he notices how high he is, starts getting dizzy, and asks Rose if she could set the wheel in motion in order for the two to get down. |
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| − | Greg takes baby Sour Cream to the beach and puts sunscreen and sunglasses on him. Suddenly, Rose comes floating by and is pleasantly surprised by the baby. She asks where the "mini-human" came from and if Greg made it. Greg introduces Sour Cream to Rose and the two show him how to have fun at the beach. The scene cuts to the three lying at the beach and Rose telling Greg that it was hard for her to figure out that Sour Cream and Greg are the same species. She says that she admires humans for the ability to grow up and inventing their own personality while Gems stay the way they are forever, having a reason to exist and knowing who they are going to be. Greg, inspired by her words, wants to write them down for a new song and asks Rose if she could watch over Sour Cream for a while. |
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| + | She pulls a lever that sets the wheel in motion but Greg says it is too fast for him. Rose tries slowing down the Ferris Wheel but breaks the lever which makes the wheel spin even faster. She then angrily smashes the control panel which makes the wheel spin incredibly fast. Rose then tries to hold on to the wheel manually, thereby stopping the Ferris Wheel and sending Greg and Sour Cream flying into the air. Rose rips off one of the gondolas, jumps into the sky, and catches them. Greg checks to make sure Sour Cream is alright before asking Rose why she had let him climb the Ferris Wheel. She responds that he wanted to, and Greg tells her that she should not let Sour Cream do anything he wants. Rose then replies that Greg does what he wants and he is fine. Greg explains that he is not a baby and does not need someone to help him. He then notices that he does need someone to help him and admits that he is a "baby". |
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| − | When he comes back he notices that Rose and Sour Cream are gone and begins to panic. He runs through [[Beach City]] searching for them with no results. Eventually, he runs into [[Beach City Funland]] and finds Rose. He then notices that Sour Cream isn't there and says to Rose that he thought she was going to watch him. She then replies to him that she watched Sour Cream climb to the top of a Ferris Wheel. Greg panics and hurries himself to climb the wheel as fast as he can. He then notices how high he is, starts getting dizzy, and asks Rose if she could set the wheel in motion in-order for the two to get down. She pulls a lever which sets the wheel in motion but Greg says it's too fast for him. Rose tries slowing it down the Ferris wheel but breaks the lever which makes the wheel spin even faster. She then angrily smashes the control booth which makes the wheel spin incredibly fast. Rose then tries to hold on the wheel manually, thereby sending Greg and Sour Cream flying into the air. Rose rips off one of the gondolas, jumps into the sky, and catches them. Rose makes sure Greg is alright just to relieve him about Sour Cream's safety. Greg tells Rose that she shouldn't let Sour Cream do anything he wants. Rose then asks why it is okay for Greg to do everything he wants and he's fine, Greg replies that he isn't a baby and doesn't need someone to help him. He then notices that he does need someone to help him and states that he's a "baby". |
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| + | In the evening, Greg returns Sour Cream to Vidalia and thanks her for her support. He then strolls through Beach City, humming the melody of "[[Let Me Drive My Van (into Your Heart)|Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)]]". He eventually notices that It's a Wash is searching for new employees. The next day, Greg is seen starting his new job at the car wash, singing a slightly modified version of the aforementioned song. The flashback ends and Greg tells Steven that growing up is something you have to decide to do. Steven then asks what happened to Baby Sour Cream to which Greg replies "No one knows." Sour Cream then walks by, from behind, and the iris closes on his face. |
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| − | In the evening, Greg returns Sour Cream to Vidalia and thanks her for her support. He then strolls through Beach City, humming the melody of [[Let Me Drive My Van (into Your Heart)]]. He eventually notices that [[It's a Wash]] is searching for new employees. The next day, we see Greg at his first day of his job, singing a slightly modified version of Let Me Drive My Van (into Your Heart). |
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| − | The flashback ends and we see Greg telling Steven that growing up is something important and something you have to decide to do. Steven then asks what happened to Baby Sour Cream to which Greg replies "No one knows". We then see Sour Cream walking by, ending the episode. |
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== Features == |
== Features == |
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* [[Greg's Van]] |
* [[Greg's Van]] |
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* [[Passions of Xanxor]] |
* [[Passions of Xanxor]] |
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| + | * [[Greg's Music Collection]] |
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| + | ** "[[Minor Objects/Media#Nietzche's Breakdown|Nietzche's Breakdown]]" |
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| + | * Shampoo Plus |
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| + | * [[Warp Pad]] |
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| + | * [[Currency]] |
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=== Locations === |
=== Locations === |
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* [[Beach City]] |
* [[Beach City]] |
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** [[Onion's House]] |
** [[Onion's House]] |
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** [[Beach City Funland]] |
** [[Beach City Funland]] |
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| + | *** [[Funland Arcade]] |
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| + | *** Ferris Wheel (debut) |
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** [[Beach Citywalk Fries]] |
** [[Beach Citywalk Fries]] |
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| + | ** [[Minor Locations#T-Shirt Shop|T-Shirt Shop]] (mentioned) |
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| − | ** [[Funland Arcade]] |
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| + | ** [[Crystal Temple]] |
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=== Music === |
=== Music === |
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| − | ====Songs==== |
+ | ==== Songs ==== |
* "[[I Think I Need a Little (Change)]]" |
* "[[I Think I Need a Little (Change)]]" |
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| − | * "[[Let Me Drive My Van (into Your Heart)]]" |
+ | * "[[Let Me Drive My Van (into Your Heart)|Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)]]" |
| − | ====Instrumental Songs==== |
+ | ==== Instrumental Songs ==== |
* "[[Rose's Theme]]" |
* "[[Rose's Theme]]" |
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== Trivia == |
== Trivia == |
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| − | * This episode's name was first revealed in the episode listing on the Cartoon Network website.<ref>[[Season 3|http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/episodes/season-2.html]]</ref> |
+ | * This episode's name was first revealed in the episode listing on the [[Cartoon Network]] website.<ref>[[Season 3|http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/episodes/season-2.html]]</ref> |
| − | * In the episode, Sour Cream's voice as an infant is unchanged from his voice as a teenager. |
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* During the time this episode takes place, Greg sings "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Wash)" which he would later rename to "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)". |
* During the time this episode takes place, Greg sings "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Wash)" which he would later rename to "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)". |
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| + | * In this episode Rose's power to resurrect is hinted by [[Vidalia]], as she said: "if anything bad happens to [her] kid, [he] better pray [[Rose Quartz|his space goddess]]' magic can bring people back from the dead", foreshadowing her power. |
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=== Cultural References === |
=== Cultural References === |
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| − | * When Greg shouts, "Rose! Get me off this crazy thing!" he is referencing a catchphrase from ''[ |
+ | * When Greg shouts, "Rose! Get me off this crazy thing!" he is referencing a catchphrase from ''[[Wikipedia:The Jetsons|The Jetsons]]'', a 1962 American animated sitcom. In both the original source and this episode's shoutout, a future father is stuck on an out-of-control contraption which outputs rotational force and pleads for his future wife to come to the rescue. |
| − | * Sour Cream's face throughout the whole episode resembled the internet |
+ | * Sour Cream's face throughout the whole episode resembled the internet-famous Lenny face. |
| − | * At one point, Greg is playing a game called ''Potato Bros'', which is most likely a reference to the famous ''Mario Bros.'' games. |
+ | * At one point, Greg is playing a game called ''Potato Bros'', which is most likely a reference to the famous ''[[Wikipedia:Mario Bros.|Mario Bros.]]'' games. |
=== Continuity === |
=== Continuity === |
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* Greg's comment about being unable to tell Steven a story of his past "without working in a song" is a nod to the episodes "[[Story for Steven]]" and "[[We Need to Talk]]", both of which were flashback episodes, and both of which included a musical number. |
* Greg's comment about being unable to tell Steven a story of his past "without working in a song" is a nod to the episodes "[[Story for Steven]]" and "[[We Need to Talk]]", both of which were flashback episodes, and both of which included a musical number. |
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| − | * Greg sees the first commercial for ''[[Li'l Butler]]'' on Vidalia's TV, starting his commitment to the show |
+ | * Greg sees the first commercial for ''[[Li'l Butler]]'' on Vidalia's TV, starting his commitment to the show seen previously in "[[Maximum Capacity]]" after he found it instantly hilarious. |
| − | * Rose and Greg are seen reading ''Passions of Xanxor'' together, a book first shown in "Maximum Capacity". |
+ | * Rose and Greg are seen reading ''[[Passions of Xanxor]]'' together, a book first shown in "Maximum Capacity". |
| − | * Greg plays an album of The Philosophy Majors for Rose at the beginning of the flashback, an album first seen in " |
+ | * Greg plays an [[Minor Objects/Media#Nietzsche's Breakdown|album]] of The Philosophy Majors for Rose at the beginning of the flashback, an album first seen in "We Need to Talk". |
| + | * Greg picks up Fry Bits from the trashcan during "I Think I Need A Little (Change)", which later become Steven's favorite fast food. |
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| + | == Errors == |
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| + | : <sup>Note: Time is displayed in [mm:ss]; [00:00] refers to the point after the title card is displayed and before the episode's start.</sup> |
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| + | === Plot === |
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| + | * [05:28] In the shot after Greg and Rose walk into the ocean, they appear to be completely dry. |
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{{Transcript}} |
{{Transcript}} |
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== Videos == |
== Videos == |
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| − | Sing Me Steven Universe Cartoon Network |
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Summer of Steven Week 2 Promos |
Summer of Steven Week 2 Promos |
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| + | Sing Me Steven Universe Cartoon Network |
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Greg the Babysitter Steven Universe Cartoon Network |
Greg the Babysitter Steven Universe Cartoon Network |
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{{Reflist}} |
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+ | [[de:Greg, der Babysitter]] |
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[[Category:Season 3]] |
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| “ |
But you, you're supposed to change. You're never the same even moment to moment — you're allowed and expected to invent who you are. What an incredible power — the ability to "grow up." |
” |
| —Rose Quartz | ||
"Greg the Babysitter" is the 16th episode of the third season of Steven Universe and the 94th episode overall.
Official Synopsis
Steven learns the tale of how Greg came to work at the car wash.[3]
Plot
The episode begins with Steven and Greg working at the car wash. Greg is surprised they already had two customers that day and says that the car wash has not been that busy since 15 years ago when a 'mud-nado' struck. Steven is surprised that Greg had this job longer than he has been alive, and asks how Greg got the job in the first place. Greg starts to tell him but Steven interrupts him, gets the guitar, and tells Greg to sing him the story. Greg makes a remark about how all his stories have always begun with a song but begins to sing anyway, cueing a flashback.
A flashback compilation of Greg and Rose having fun is seen until Greg realizes that he needs money. The song ends with him sitting on a road, singing for money. Seeing that he did not get much money, he goes to Vidalia's house. She lets him in and she is seen trying to feed her baby, Sour Cream, mushed-up carrots. Greg comes in and eats cereal. After some small talk with Vidalia, he goes into the living room and starts watching TV. He watches one of the first commercials of Li'l Butler on TV which makes him laugh so hard that he spills all the milk on his clothes and Vidalia's couch. The scene cuts to Vidalia and Greg in the washing room and Vidalia offering Greg to wash his shirt. Greg notices the shirt she is wearing, to which Vidalia responds that it is her uniform for her new job at the T-Shirt Shop, which starts today. Shortly after that, the telephone rings and Vidalia answers it. After the phone call is over she tells Greg that the babysitter who was supposed to look after Sour Cream canceled and asks him if he could do it to which he agrees. Later, Vidalia goes to work and tells Greg that she will destroy him if something happens to Sour Cream.
Greg takes baby Sour Cream to the beach, putting sunscreen and sunglasses on him. Suddenly, Rose comes floating by and is pleasantly surprised by the baby. She asks where the "mini-human" came from and if Greg made it. Greg introduces Sour Cream to Rose and the two show him how to have fun at the beach. Later, the three are lying at the beach and Rose tells Greg that it took her a long time for her to figure out that human infants and adults are the same species. She says that she admires humans for their ability to grow up and invent their own personality. She contrasts them to Gems, who are made for a reason, know what they are supposed to be when they are created, and stay the way they are forever. Greg, inspired by her words, wants to write them down for a new song and asks Rose if she could watch over Sour Cream for a while.
When he comes back, he notices that Rose and Sour Cream are gone and begins to panic. He runs through Beach City searching for them with no results. Eventually, he runs into Beach City Funland and finds Rose. He then notices that Sour Cream is not with her and says to Rose that he thought she was going to watch him. She then replies to him that she watched Sour Cream climb to the top of a Ferris Wheel. Greg panics and hurries to climb the wheel as fast as he can. When he reaches Sour Cream, he notices how high he is, starts getting dizzy, and asks Rose if she could set the wheel in motion in order for the two to get down.
She pulls a lever that sets the wheel in motion but Greg says it is too fast for him. Rose tries slowing down the Ferris Wheel but breaks the lever which makes the wheel spin even faster. She then angrily smashes the control panel which makes the wheel spin incredibly fast. Rose then tries to hold on to the wheel manually, thereby stopping the Ferris Wheel and sending Greg and Sour Cream flying into the air. Rose rips off one of the gondolas, jumps into the sky, and catches them. Greg checks to make sure Sour Cream is alright before asking Rose why she had let him climb the Ferris Wheel. She responds that he wanted to, and Greg tells her that she should not let Sour Cream do anything he wants. Rose then replies that Greg does what he wants and he is fine. Greg explains that he is not a baby and does not need someone to help him. He then notices that he does need someone to help him and admits that he is a "baby".
In the evening, Greg returns Sour Cream to Vidalia and thanks her for her support. He then strolls through Beach City, humming the melody of "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)". He eventually notices that It's a Wash is searching for new employees. The next day, Greg is seen starting his new job at the car wash, singing a slightly modified version of the aforementioned song. The flashback ends and Greg tells Steven that growing up is something you have to decide to do. Steven then asks what happened to Baby Sour Cream to which Greg replies "No one knows." Sour Cream then walks by, from behind, and the iris closes on his face.
Features
Characters
- Steven
- Greg Universe
- Rose Quartz (flashback)
- Garnet (non-speaking, flashback)
- Amethyst (non-speaking, flashback)
- Pearl (non-speaking, flashback)
- Vidalia (flashback)
- Sour Cream
Objects
Locations
- Beach City
- It's a Wash
- Onion's House
- Beach City Funland
- Funland Arcade
- Ferris Wheel (debut)
- Beach Citywalk Fries
- T-Shirt Shop (mentioned)
- Crystal Temple
Music
Songs
Instrumental Songs
Trivia
- This episode's name was first revealed in the episode listing on the Cartoon Network website.[4]
- During the time this episode takes place, Greg sings "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Wash)" which he would later rename to "Let Me Drive My Van (Into Your Heart)".
- In this episode Rose's power to resurrect is hinted by Vidalia, as she said: "if anything bad happens to [her] kid, [he] better pray his space goddess' magic can bring people back from the dead", foreshadowing her power.
Cultural References
- When Greg shouts, "Rose! Get me off this crazy thing!" he is referencing a catchphrase from The Jetsons, a 1962 American animated sitcom. In both the original source and this episode's shoutout, a future father is stuck on an out-of-control contraption which outputs rotational force and pleads for his future wife to come to the rescue.
- Sour Cream's face throughout the whole episode resembled the internet-famous Lenny face.
- At one point, Greg is playing a game called Potato Bros, which is most likely a reference to the famous Mario Bros. games.
Continuity
- Greg's comment about being unable to tell Steven a story of his past "without working in a song" is a nod to the episodes "Story for Steven" and "We Need to Talk", both of which were flashback episodes, and both of which included a musical number.
- Greg sees the first commercial for Li'l Butler on Vidalia's TV, starting his commitment to the show seen previously in "Maximum Capacity" after he found it instantly hilarious.
- Rose and Greg are seen reading Passions of Xanxor together, a book first shown in "Maximum Capacity".
- Greg plays an album of The Philosophy Majors for Rose at the beginning of the flashback, an album first seen in "We Need to Talk".
- Greg picks up Fry Bits from the trashcan during "I Think I Need A Little (Change)", which later become Steven's favorite fast food.
Errors
- Note: Time is displayed in [mm:ss]; [00:00] refers to the point after the title card is displayed and before the episode's start.
Plot
- [05:28] In the shot after Greg and Rose walk into the ocean, they appear to be completely dry.
Transcript
View the episode's transcript here.
Gallery
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Videos
Summer of Steven Week 2 Promos
Sing Me Steven Universe Cartoon Network
Greg the Babysitter Steven Universe Cartoon Network
References
- ↑ http://www.toonzone.net/forums/threads/cartoon-network-july-2016-premiere-info.5550641/
- ↑ http://www.showbuzzdaily.com/articles/showbuzzdailys-top-150-friday-cable-originals-network-finals-7-29-2016.html
- ↑ http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/i-think-i-need-a-little-change-clip.html
- ↑ http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/video/steven-universe/episodes/season-2.html