Chapter 7 - "The Ringing of the Bell"
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- What are we doing? - We're walking, Greg.
- But where? - A place to wait out this rain.
Oh. But...
shouldn't we wait for Beatrice?
I don't need Beatrice.
- I-I'll figure this out on my own. - Oh, that's good.
I'm glad you have a plan.
- Hey, Wirt? - What?
So, what's the plan? 'Cause you're not saying any
- details, so it's hard for me ... - Greg, I do have a plan.
And if you don't trust me, then you don't have
to follow me, okay? If you want to go look for
Beatrice, go ahead. You can do anything you want.
Anything? That's a lot of power.
Wirt! Oh, no! Did I knock down that tree
with my powers? Sorry. Are you okay?
Yeah. That tree just came at me
out of nowhere.
Greg, look ... ax marks.
- Someone chopped it down. - Indeed. It was I.
Stop! Listen! The beast knows your presence!
Ready to claim you as part of his dark forest, but
only if you give up! Keep hearty in both body and spirit
and you shall be safe from him.
Fall ill or lose hope and your life shall pass into his
crooked hands. Ugh! Children!
Please, heed my warning!
Boys, beware the beast!
- Woodsman. - Huh?
We should talk.
- I think we lost him. - You got him with the
- old kickeroo! - See? I got it under control.
I don't need Beatrice. Now, to find someplace
- to wait out this rain... - As long as it's not that old,
- broken-down ... - Whoa. Shh!
It's perfect! Come on, Greg!
Uh, Wirt... ain't that just the way?
This place isn't so bad.
- Huh? - Maybe.
♪ dum dum-dum dum-dum dum dum ♪
- Get that frog out of your pants. - He can do what he wants.
Hey, what's in these old baskets? Whoa!
- What? - We're rich!
- What? - Look!
It's full of black turtles! We're turtle rich!
You know, it's kind of funny, finding a basket of turtles in
- an abandoned house, huh? - Yeah.
Greg, not that kind of funny.
- Huh? Oh. - Auntie?
Auntie, I finished sorting ...
Who are you?!
- We're burglars! - No, no. No, no.
We're ... we're not. We just needed to get out of the
rain, and we thought this place was abandoned, so we ...
So we came here to burgle your turts.
- No, it's not true. - It is true!
Oh, okay. I give up.
- Ha! See? - I believe you, but, please
hide yourselves at once.
- Auntie Whispers is coming soon. - Uh, what?
Hide, quickly! Welcome home, Auntie.
Lorna, my sweet child.
- Hmm. Has anyone come here today? - Nay, auntie ... not a soul.
Then no one shall be devoured alive tonight?
- Nay, I pray not, mum. - Devoured alive?
You're a good girl, Lorna, but you deceive me.
I speak the truth, Auntie. I swear.
Deceive me not, child. I can smell them.
I can smell the children
- in this house. - What? Children?
- I'm, like, in high school. - Yeah, well, you still stink.
- Shh! - You "shh."
Tell me where you are hiding them, precious one.
- I ... - The ringing of the bell
commands you.
Look... in the basket.
You have entered the house of doom, children ... your doom.
Oh. My dear, why, all along,
you meant it be the turtles that smell so ripe.
A-A-Aye. That is what I meant.
Mm.
Then you have no evil secrets to keep?
- Nay. I have none. - Then off to bed go I,
and you, Lorna ... you shall sort the bones of those who
- have been eaten here before. - I have finished already.
Then clean this floor until it shines.
The ringing of the bell commands you.
Yes, Auntie Whispers.
You know I do this for you, child.
Keeping you busy is the only way to keep evil spirits from
- driving you to wickedness. - Do not worry,
Auntie Whispers. The work shall keep me busy.
Good night, my dear.
And dowse that fire. I did not ask you to light it.
Come out, my turtles. She sleeps.
- You sure? - Aye.
Uh, are you all right?
- You've been coughing a lot. - It's my illness.
It's the reason Auntie Whispers is so hard on me.
Gosh! That lady is so bad. You should go see a doctor.
Auntie does not allow visitors here.
She believes outsiders will lead me to become wicked.
Yeah. See? That's superweird.
I don't mean to insult your family, but ...
- Oh, she's not my real aunt. - Oh, my gosh. See?!
Hey, where'd Dr. Cucumber go?
- Hey, I'm gonna get you! - So, you got to keep sweeping
- till you're done? - Mm-hmm.
The work never ends. By the time this task is complete,
she will return and order me to a new task,
- and so it goes. - If I help and we get the work
- done fast, maybe you can... - Escape? With you?
- Yeah. - Can we escape with you, too?
- Greg... - Hmm. Yes. Perhaps this ...
this time it could be different.
Here.
- Uh, I'll take that side. - Mm, something weird is going on.
Where are you going?
♪ Here we are ♪
- # two of us, like ships # - # like ships #
♪ upon a winding river ♪
- # and yet # - # and yet #
♪ somehow we found each other ♪
♪ like strangers, you and I ♪
Hey! You can run and you can hide! Paging Dr. Cucumber!
You're needed in the operating ro-o-o-o-o-o-o-om!
Well, looks pretty good.
I think we're done.
- Why have you come here? - Oops!
You shan't remain alive for long in this house.
I'm warning you, children ...
keep away from my Lorna,
or you shall be hastily gobbled up!
We ... we don't want no trouble, lady.
Let's just talk it out. I'm Wirt.
- Lorna, come here. - Uh... uh...
The ringing of the bell comman... uh, where ...
Did I put the bell on my nightstand?
- Follow me. - Noooooooo!
Come out before it is too late. Unlock this door.
- She will devour you. - What is she talking about?
- More bones to sort. - No!
I told you boys to stay away from her, but now you've gone
- and made her wicked again. - Oh-ho!
For some reason, I thought that old lady was
the people-eater, but it was Lorna all along.
It just goes to show you stuff. Now I have a plan that'll ... Ugh!
- Your plan was better. - I'm sorry, my turtles...
...but I must feed!
- Greg! - Let's try my plan now.
The ringing of the bell commands you.
What the ...
Oh. He ate the witch's magic bell when we were ...
- Fine! Do something. - Oh. I command you to...
- The spirit compels me. - ...transform into
- a magical tiger. - The ringing ... the ringing of
the bell commands you! Stop making Lorna
do bad stuff, spirit!
And also go away and don't come back.
Lorna! Lorna!
Wirt, look!
Lorna!
- Wirt, you saved me. - Lorna? Lorna?
- Oh, my Lorna. - Auntie Whispers!
I thought they'd stolen you away.
No, Auntie. They saved me. They banished the evil spirit
- with the power of the bell! - You can have it back after
- Greg Jr. goes to the bathroom. - Oh, Lorna...
- that's wonderful, dear. - Auntie Whispers, what's wrong?
Well, now that you're cured,
you won't be needing old Auntie Whispers any more
- to look after you. - Oh, Auntie, no.
- Ohh. - I would never leave you.
- You are my family. - Ah. Ohh.
- Thank you so much, Wirt. - And a bit of advice ...
beware of my sister, Adelaide. She lives in the pasture.
- She must not be trusted. - Perhaps I'll see you
again someday. I hope so.
Smell you later.
Wow, Wirt!
- You saved the day twice today! - Yeah, I guess.
But so what? We're still not any closer to
getting home. I just don't know what I'm doing
out here anymore. I don't know if we'll ever
- get back home. - Sure, we will!
What can stop us? You got a plan, remember?
- I lied. - Aw, come on.
Let's go, captain! Lead the way!
You can do it!
Yes. Yes. All hope will soon be lost.
We're lucky the boy had the pluck to best you.
Your play could have cost us both.
Don't you care about keeping the lantern lit?
Don't you care about your daughter's soul?
One cannot trade the souls of children
as if they were tokens! There has to be another way.
No. There is only me. There is only my way.
There is only the forest, and there is only surrender.
Chapter 8 - "Babes in the Wood"
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Home!
Home? Home!
Home! Home?
- Could be around any corner. - # tra-la-la-la #
♪ tra-la-la-la ♪
Hey, captain, do you hear that singing?
Not you, skipper.
I'm talking to the captain.
Captain Wirt, do you know who's singing?
I don't know much of anything anymore.
Oh. Did you know that dinosaurs had
big ears but everyone forgot 'cause dinosaur ears
- don't have bones? - No. I ... I didn't know that, Greg.
That's 'cause it's not true.
- It's a rock fact! - # Tra-La-La-La #
The beast. It must be the beast out there.
The obsidian cricket of our inevitable twilight
- singing our requiem. - Hmm. Yeah!
Must be a really fat cricket.
Look! We've reached land! Feel the dirt!
Ahh. Smell that tree. We must be almost there.
- Greg? - Yes, Wirt?
Can we please stop pretending we're gonna get home?
- Huh? - Can we admit we're lost for good?
That this fog is deeper than we can ever understand?
That we are but wayward leaves,
scattered to the air by an indifferent wind?
Can we just admit we're never gonna get back home, Greg?
- Can we do that? - Wirt, you can do anything if
you set your mind to it. That's what the old people say.
- Well, then let's do that. - Yes, sir, captain!
Greg!
You need to stop acting ridiculous all the time.
- Huh? - Look, do you even know why
we got lost in the first place?
It's 'cause you were goofing around and
- getting into trouble like you always do. - Really? It was all my fault?
Yeah, so... it's not my job to get us home, okay?
- I'm done. - Are you saying I should
- be the leader? - I don't care what you do.
But if I'm the leader... what are you gonna be?
- I'll be asleep. - Wow.
Well, then I better take a nap, too.
I need to dream up a good way of leading us home.
Thanks for trusting me, Wirt. Don't worry.
I won't let you down. I'll be a good leader.
Good night.
Star, oh, star, up in the sky, guide my dreams
with light that shines. Help me know just what to do
to get Wirt home and also me, too.
And if you don't, I don't care. I'll pull down your underwear.
♪ Forward, cherubs ♪
♪ hear the song ♪
♪ a child's wishes ♪
♪ call us on ♪
♪ descend! ♪
- # Descend! # - Psst! Hey!
Huh? Whoa!
♪ The dreams our winged ♪
♪ wind hath made ♪
♪ for only beneath ♪
♪ the veil ♪
Whoa.
♪ Of sleep ♪
Whoooooa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Wow!
Hey, Greg!
- Nice to see you! - Hey, everybody!
- Welcome to Cloud City! - Thank you! Thank you!
My name's Greg. What are yours?
♪ We're the Cloud City reception committee ♪
♪ And we are here to welcome thee ♪
Oh, wow, neat.
♪ And we're the Cloud City ♪
♪ auxiliary reception committee ♪
♪ and we are also here to welcome thee ♪
Thank you.
♪ And we're the hippopotamus, giraffe, and monkey ♪
♪ and we are committee number three ♪
Okay. Are there more?
Well, that's enough.
So, what brings
- you to Cloud City? - Well, I'm supposed to be a
- leader, but I don't know how. - Why don't you lead
- our band in a song? - Okay.
♪ Everything is nice and fine all the time ♪
♪ the softest clouds and rainbow skies ♪
♪ ain't gonna lie ♪
♪ we always have the most spectacular time together ♪
♪ everyone is sittin' pretty on top of the weather ♪
♪ lasso a cloud and make the flowers grow ♪
♪ tie them in a bow to throw at the end of the show ♪
♪ our songs are filled with love ♪ ♪ the sweetest love ♪
♪ and we can send them down to you ♪ ♪ with a little shove ♪
♪ so hitch a ride into the sky ♪ ♪ and join our band ♪
♪ bring harps and lutes, kazoos, trombones and flutes ♪
♪ or just your pots and pans ♪
♪ we can write a little jig out of the mighty blue ♪
♪ and we will be here just for you ♪
Oh, nooooo!
The North wind is loose!
♪ Oh, yeah, the ol' North wind ♪
♪ starts to howl ♪
♪ puffs up and furrows his brow ♪
♪ now, now ♪
♪ you better take cover ♪
♪ lock up those doors ♪
♪ and close the shutters ♪
♪ I say, the ol' North wind ♪
♪ yes, he is ♪ ♪ he's gonna fight ♪
♪ he's gonna spin ♪ ♪ he's gonna pull back ♪
♪ and blow a little more ♪
♪ until you can't tell what you came here for ♪
♪ oh, yeah ♪
- Fire! - # The ol' North wind #
♪ Yes, indeed ♪ ♪ he's gonna breathe and breathe ♪
♪ he's gonna blow ♪
- # blow till you can't feel no more # - Wirt? Greg?
Is anyone out there?
Hey, North wind! Pbht!
I don't like that one bit.
That makes me mad!
Oh, no!
Hee hee hee hee!
- Huh? - Why, hello, Gregory.
- Hello. - I am the Queen of the Clouds.
- Thank you for saving my city. - You're welcome.
I shall grant you one wish. What do you wish
- for most of all? - Well, I'm supposed to be
the leader, but I don't know how to get home.
- Do you know? - Of course.
If you wish, I can certainly send you home.
Great! Let's go get Wirt.
I'm sorry, Gregory, but Wirt cannot go with you.
- He is too lost. - But... anything is
possible if you set your mind to it, right?
See how the edelwood grows around him?
The beast has claimed him already.
Oh, I should have been leading better.
I was goofing off again, like always, and now
you're stuck here. Isn't there anything I can do?
I'm sorry, Gregory. Wirt's fate lies solely
in the beast's hands now.
Then I know what to wish for.
Are you sure?
Then it shall be done.
- Hey. Hey, Wirt? - Shh! Trying to sleep.
Okay. You sleep. I'm sorry I got us lost, Wirt.
Will you take care of Ronald for me?
Okay. I have to go now.
- Goodbye, Wirt. - Yes. Come, Gregory.
- There is much to be done. - And then you'll show us
- the way home, right? - Of course.
We made a promise, didn't we?
Greg. Greg?
Greg? Greg?!
- Where did he go? - # Tra-La-La-La #
No. No, no, no, no! Greg?!
What the heck?
♪ tra-la-la-la ♪ ♪ tra-la-la-la ♪
- # 'Tisn't much that I require # - Greg?!
Greg... What did I do?
Greg! Greg!
Huh? Greg.
Oh! You got him!
Pull! Pull! Is he alive?
- Wirt! - Wirt! Wirt?
- Gr...eg...? - Wirt, are you okay?
- Wirt! - Gr...eg? I-I-I ...
- Where's Greg, Wirt? - Beatrice?
Wirt. Wirt!
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