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Chapter 9 - "Into the Unknown"

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♪ The angels have gone ♪

♪ the songs have gone silent ♪

♪ you're sinking like a stone ♪

♪ before the tide ♪

♪ the river runs co-o-ld ♪

♪ the fight is over ♪

♪ still the haunted ruins of night ♪

♪ call your name ♪

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

Yes.

Into the Unknown.

Goodbye!

- Thank you, old lady Daniels. - Goodbye, Gregory.

And please don't call me old lady.

Yes, sir, young man. Hey, Wirt, whatcha doing?

- Nothing. - I was helping old lady

Daniels rake some leaves in exchange for candy.

Greg, it's Halloween. Candy is free.

Old lady Daniels says nothing in this world is free.

Oh, hey, and look! I also got this rock.

Hey, Wirt, want to learn some rock facts?

So, you want to go look for frogs with me like

you said you would awhile ago and haven't done it yet?

- Nah. Nah, I'm busy. - Is that bee named Sara?

- W-What? - Your tape says "for Sara."

Are you gonna give it to Sara the bee?

I-I want to, but ... I can't.

- Can I see it? - Yeah. It's just a tape.

Hmm. Yeah. Okay, I'll give it to her for you.

Oh, Greg! W-Wait! No, no!

Oh, look at you. What are you supposed to be?

It's an elephant costume.

- Pbht! See my trunk? - Yeah, that's cute.

- I'm an egg. - Yeah, everybody knows you're

- an egg, Rhondi. - Shut it, Kathleen.

Whatever. So, what are you, Wirt?

Some kind of gnome?

Uh, I d... I don't know. Well, it's ... See, I was ...

- I thought I'd just, like ... - Hey, what's this?

- That's Wirt's tape for Sara. - Ooh!

Wirt loves Sara! You want us to give it

- to her for you? - Uh, it's for a different Sara ...

not the one you're thinking about.

Yeah, Wirt's talking about mascot Sara ... the one he's been

- looking at all night. - Wha...?!

Ooh! Wirt's got a crush on Sara.

Well, you better act fast 'cause we

heard Jason Funderberker is gonna ask

her out at the Halloween party tonight.

- Jason Funderberker? - Yeah.

Yeah.

- You okay, Wirt? - Yeah, everything's ...

- everything's Jason Funderberker. - What?

Uh, uh, Jason Funderberker, I-I got to go.

Bye!

Is the dove never to meet the sea for want

- of the odious mountain? - Hey. So... frog hunt?

- Huh? - I keep hearing ribbiting around

town, and I think it's the last frog of the season.

No, I just want to wallow in misery.

Sara and Jason Funderberker. Ugh.

That guy's got his act together. He's the total package.

- I can't compete. - You're the total package,

too, Wirt. I bet she'll really like your tape.

We never got the tape back!

I can't let her hear that tape!

- Why not? - That tape has got poetry

and clarinet on it, Greg. Poetry and clarinet!

Sara and Jason Funderberker are gonna start

dating, and then they'll hear that tape, and then

they'll just sit and listen to it and laugh and laugh

- and laugh and laugh. - Why don't you ask Sara out first?

- That way ... - No, no! Ugh!

Why did you have to take the tape?

- My life is crumbling all around me! - Okay, I think

we should put our frog hunt on hold and go get

that tape back.

- Guys, where's the tape? - We put it in Sara's jacket for you.

You better hurry. She's changing in the track shack.

- Scuse me. - Oh, no.

The jacket!

Hey! Are you trying to spy on Sara?

Uh... no. Run, Greg!

Hey, Sara, be careful, huh? There's some real

- creeps out there tonight. - Thanks, Jimmy.

Hey, you two robbers, you're under arrest.

Nah, I'm just kidding. Happy Halloween.

Hey, stop running in the streets!

Just kidding. Happy Halloween.

There she goes. Let's get her.

- Yeah, let's get her. - No, w-we're not gonna

- get her like that. - What are we doing?

We're just gonna get the tape back.

Oh, yeah. Let's go in after her.

I can't.

- I wasn't invited to this party. - I'll go in.

- You weren't invited either. - Oh.

Yeah, man, there's lots of bat-and-ball games besides

baseball ... one old cat, two old cat, stoolball, roundball...

Why are you talking to them?

Oh. Hey...Guys.

I don't know what he said, but I-It wasn't true.

- Oh, hey, Wirt. - How's it going?

- Hi, Wirt. - Oh. Uh, yeah.

- Well, see you around, guys. - I used to be really good

at ballet, but my mom wanted me to be a wrestler.

- Oh, Wirt. You're here. - Well, I...

I was just asking if you were here.

Oh, wow.

Oh, hey, we're gonna go to the graveyard.

Oh. Are you gonna...

- do something there? - Nah, we're just gonna hang

out and drink age-appropriate drinks.

- Like juice? - Yeah, whatever.

Age-appropriate stuff that's not illegal.

- Hey, you should come. - Uh, I don't ...

Hey, Sara. Are you ready to go?

- Hey, Jason Funderberker. - Oh, hey, Wirt.

- Let's go, Sara. - You coming, Wirt?

No, no. You ... You go have fun with

- Jason Funderberker. - Okay.

But if you want to stop bye

- later or something... - Mm. Bye, Wirt.

Sayonara, Jason Funderberker.

- Sara's jacket! - My jacket. Thanks, Wirt.

- Well, see ya ... hopefully. - Bye.

You're limiting the universe

to only things humans could understand.

Well, you're limiting the universe by limiting the

possibility of human understanding.

- Oh, yeah. Maybe. - Sara.

- Yeah? - Do you believe in... ghosts?

- Why? - 'Cause there's one right

behind you! Aw, I'm just kidding.

It's okay, Funderberker.

Stop! You hit me!

Come on.

Wirt, you tricked me! I didn't know this was a frog

- frog hunt all along. - It never was a ...

- A witches gathering! - And so then...

a guy with an axe showed up!

Ugh. Everybody loves Funderberker.

- What do I do? - I'll pretend to be a dead

elephant and distract them while you get the tape.

Please just stay here.

And so she kept getting and closer...

and closer...

- What are you doing? - Jason.

Oh, Jason...

- Go, Greg. Do it. - Okay.

Uh... you can let go of

- my hand now. - Oh... yeah.

You could hold my hand, Funderberker. I don't care.

Hey, isn't that Wirt's little brother?

Nooooo. I'm the headless elephant.

- Little guy. - Is Wirt here, too?

Over there!

There he is.

- Wirt, we can see you, man. - Greg.

What are you doing over there?

Oh. Hey, guys. Greg! There you are.

Totally wasn't spying on anybody.

I was just looking for ...

- What's going on here? - Huh?

Is this some kind of witches' gathering?

- You're all under arrest. - Run!

Hey, hey! I was just kidding.

Slow down, kids. You're gonna trip or something.

- Run, run, run! Run, run, run! - Where do we go?

That way!

- Greg! Why did you say this way? - I thought I heard a frog.

- This is private property. - Uh...

Hey, don't climb up there. That's dangerous!

Get down here before you hurt yourself!

- Huh? - It has my name on it.

Let's go listen to it.

Nooooooo!

Kids, really, get down from that wall.

- That's it. That's the end. - No, darn it. No.

I mean come down this way.

Once again, you ruin my life.

- Who? Me? - Ugh! You and your stupid dad!

You're always prodding me,

trying to get me to join marching band.

Oh, yeah! If you join the marching band,

you could hang out with Sara more!

That ship has sailed, Greg, thanks to you messing that up, too.

Hold that thought, Wirt.

- Mm. - What are you doing now?

We found our lucky frog.

We got to name him for good luck.

I don't want to have anything

- to do with your or that frog! - Okay, I'll try to think

of a name myself.

- Ugh. I'm leaving. - Hmm?

Huh?

♪ There's an old black train a-comin' ♪

♪ scraping 'long the iron ♪

♪ you don't need no ticket, boy ♪

♪ it'll take you in it's time ♪

Huh? Where... Huh?

Oh. You're awake. Here, eat some dirt.

Uh, Beatrice?

You know my daughter! Where is she?

I don't know.

Somebody left you and that frog on the doorstep.

Beatrice. But have you seen my brother?

- No, I'm sorry. - Uh, I gotta go!

You're in no shape to head into that snowstorm, young man.

- Here, here, eat more dirt. - Thanks.

Come on, guy. Let's go find Greg.

At least wait until the storm dies down a bit.

You'll be no good to your brother dead.

I was never any good to him alive, either.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

If you see Beatrice again,

- give her a hug for us. - Yeah.

Chapter 10 - "The Unknown"

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Oh!

Huh?

- Greg? - Did you fetch for me

- the Golden comb? - Will that work?

- This is a honeycomb. - Golden comb of honey.

Greg! Oh!

Oh!

- Gre-e-g! - Huh?

Never mind that, Gregory. You've brought me the first two items ...

a golden comb and a spool of silver thread.

It's just spider web on a stick.

- Now I want the sun. - The sun?

Here. Lower the sun out of the sky

- and into this China cup. - Uh, well, that sounds impossible.

Anything is possible if you

set your mind to it, right? But hurry, the sun will

- be setting soon, and ... - Hey, yeah, that's it.

♪ Duh dih-dunh ♪ ♪ dunh-dunh din-dunh ♪

♪ duh din-din dunh ♪

See, that old sun's going right down into this old cup.

You have figured it out, and I thought you might give up.

Give up? I'll never give up.

Just got to wait, just got to wait.

Yes, just sit there in the cold and wait.

Huh?

- Ohh. - What the...

- Ohh. Ohh. - Beatrice?

- Wirt! - Beatrice!

- What are you doing out here?! - I saw Greg!

- What?! - I saw Greg.

He was w-with someone. This way!

- Or wait. Um... - Beatrice, you should go home.

I can't ... not yet. Not until Greg is safe.

- Okay. - We should hurry.

- I ... I think it was that way. - Thank you, Beatrice.

Ohh.

Here! Edelwood!

You see? This will give us some oil, won't it?

Yes, we'll keep that light of

yours shining, won't we? Come on.

Ohh! Aw! You...

Oh! Oh!

♪ ...darkness ♪

♪ there is a light for the lost and the meek ♪

♪ hard woe and fear ♪

♪ are easily forgotten ♪

♪ when you submit to the soil of the Earth ♪

Woodsman, I knew you would come.

I have something for you.

Oh! Oh! What have you done?!

Why, I've given you another edelwood.

- No!! - He will burn nicely in the lantern.

No! I won't do this!

You've been grinding up lost souls for years.

I didn't know! I didn't know this is where

the edelwood trees came from!

And would it have mattered?

Would you have just let your daughter's spirit

burn out forever? Feed the lantern.

- No. - I suppose, after all these

years, you just don't care for her anymore.

Hold your tongue, or I'll remove it from your mouth!

Do not speak of my daughter. She would not wish this.

- Let's get you free. - Ahh.

No.

I only wish to help you, woodsman. You need oil,

- or else your daughter will ... - I told you to hold your tongue!

Greg?

- Greg! - I thought it was this way.

- A light. - A lantern.

It looks like the woodsman's.

- Whoa. What happened here? - Greg!

Greg! Are you...

- Wirt? - Oh, Greg!

Wirt, I did it. I beat the beast.

Aw, geez, the leaves are even

- growing inside of him. - No.

I was just eating leaves. I'm sorry, Wirt.

No, no, Greg.

It's my fault we ended up here. Everything's been my fault.

- I-I should have been more ... - No, I mean

- my rock facts rock. - What?

I ... I stole it, Wirt.

I stole it from Mrs. Daniel's garden. I'm a stealer.

- And that's a rock fact. - What?

- No, Greg, that doesn't matter. - It does matter.

You have to return it for me, okay?

No, you can give it to her yourself. Come on, we got to get

Jason Funderberker home, right?

Jason Funderberker ... the perfect... frog name.

- Greg? Greg?! - Let's get him out of this! Come on!

Yeah. Yeah...

- Come on! - It's gonna be fine, Wirt.

Give me my lantern.

- Your lantern? - No way. We need this thing.

Yeah, I'm keeping this. I have to get Greg home.

Your brother is too weak to go home.

He will soon become part of my forest.

- I won't let that happen! - Well, then, perhaps we

- better make a deal. - Deal?

- Ohh. - I can put his spirit in the lantern.

As long as the flame stays lit, he will live on inside.

Take on the task of lantern bearer...

or watch your brother perish.

Come here.

- Okay. - Wirt!

Wait. That's dumb.

- What? - That's dumb.

I'm not just gonna just wander around in the woods

- for the rest of my life. - I'm trying to help you.

You're not trying to help me.

You just have some weird obsession with keeping this lantern lit.

I-It's almost like your soul is in this lantern.

Are you ready to see true darkness?

Are you?

Don't! Don't!

Here, woodsman.

I've got my own problems to take care of.

This one's yours.

My brother and I are going home.

She was never in the lantern, was she, beast?

Listen, woodsman. Listen to me.

- Wirt... - Come with us.

I ... I got to go home, too,

admit to my family it's my fault they're bluebirds.

- What?! - The scissors that'll make

- your family human again. - You had them all along?!

I-I used them to escape Adelaide, and then ... then...

Yeah, I-I was sort of mad at you.

Oh, you... wonderful mistake of nature!

You see, woodsman? All who perish here will become

trees for the lantern. Cut them down with your ax.

Go! Now!

No!

Stop!

You'll never see your daughter again, woodsman.

Are you really ready to go back to that empty house?

No! Woodsman!

- Goodbye, Beatrice. - Goodbye, Wirt.

♪ One is a bird ♪

♪ two are the trees ♪

♪ three is the wind in the leaves ♪

- Help. - Wirt!

♪ Four are the stars ♪

- # Five with the moon # - Wirt? You ok?

- Can you see me, Wirt? - Hmm. Where am I?

- The hospital. - Hosp... ital?

- Greg! Where's Greg?! - And then... Wirt!

I was telling them about the time we almost got ...

Yeah, and you were there, too, Jason Funderberker.

- Me? - Not you. Jason Funderberker, my frog.

Our frog.

- Our frog. - Our frog?

- No, not your frog. - Hey, so...

uh... about this...

Yeah, so, I don't have a tape player, so...

- Uh, yeah. - So maybe we can listen to this...

You can listen to it at my house. Yes.

Maybe ... Maybe we should listen to some other tapes first,

though, and sort of work our way to this one.

This one is a little bit... Uh, yeah, I mean, y-you can listen to it...

And so the story is complete,

and everyone is satisfied with the ending.

And so on and so forth, and yet, over the garden wall...

♪ How the gentle wind ♪

- # beckons through the leaves # - Father?

♪ as autumn colors fall ♪

♪ dancing in a swirl ♪

♪ of golden memories ♪

♪ the loveliest lies of all ♪

- Honey? Eat your dirt. - Mom, stop calling it dirt.

What are you gonna do about it, turn us into bluebirds again?

Mom...

Now, eat your dirt.

♪ the loveliest lies of all. ♪

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