| Speaker
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Dialogue
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| INT. TUNNELS
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| Match lit.
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| Lemony Snicket
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Like handshakes, house pets, and raw carrots, many things are preferable when not slippery, and the least preferable slippery thing is a slope, which is why I implore you to look away. "It's a slippery slope" is an expression which refers to the way even small, seemingly harmless actions can set you down a path to something horribly wrong. My name is Lemony Snicket, and I am sorry to say that in the lives of the Baudelaire orphans, every path led to something horribly wrong. The Baudelaires chose to make new friends at school, which led to unhinged villainy, unnecessary physical fitness, a kidnapping. Their attempt to rescue their friends led to more villainy, a long fall in the dark, and something fishy, which, when investigated, led to the death of a noble sibling, false charges of murder, and a life on the lam, which led to more thing, too horrible to mention, such as underage driving, hot air balloon mishaps, medically suspect surgery, a career in the circus, astonishing revelations about a secret organization and a possible survivor of the fire that destroyed their home, lions, and finally, a runaway caravan plummeting down a mountain, for, as Klaus and Violet Baudelaire had discovered, a slippery slope can also be literal.
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| A CLIFF ON THE MORTMAIN MOUNTAINS
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| The caravan rolls down the mountain.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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What just happened?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We didn't die!
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Not yet!
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| The caravan hits a rock, which makes the caravan swerve and continue to roll down the mountain.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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How do we stop this caravan?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We have to invent some sort of a braking system!
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| The Baudelaires take off their disguises.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Violet, now would be a great time for an idea. Violet, hurry! We're running out of road!
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Search the caravan for anything long enough to reach the wheel.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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How's this?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Perfect. Now use it to jam the wheel. I'm gonna tie these together and create a drag chute.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Make it fast! This road won't stay straight forever.
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| Klaus jams the wheel.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I think I've got it. I just need to apply more friction.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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How's it going?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Not great.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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That's okay. You bought me time to make this.
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| The drag chute holds back the caravan, which holds the caravan on to a dead tree near a cliff. The Baudelaires get out of the caravan just in time before it falls to the bottom.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Try not to think about falling.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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But it's impossible to think about anything else.
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| The caravan falls to the bottom.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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We're alive.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We're alive, but we're not okay. Count Olaf still has Sunny, and we have to get her back.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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She must be so scared.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Sunny's tough. She might look like a helpless toddler, but she's a fighter.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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And a biter.
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| The Baudelaires walk along the mountain.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Can you remember anything from the map?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I didn't look at it for very long, but this is the only road through the mountains. If we follow it, it should lead us to Count Olaf.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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And Sunny.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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And Sunny. It's our fault she's gone.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Count Olaf needs one of us alive to get our fortune, remember? As long as he thinks we're dead, Sunny is safe.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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She won't be safe until we're together again.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Then we'd better keep walking.
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| In Count Olaf's car, Sunny keeps biting Esmé Squalor.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Ow! Oh, this baby keeps biting me!
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| Count Olaf
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Put her in the glove compartment.
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| The Hook-Handed Man makes a face when Esmé puts Sunny in the glove department.
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| Count Olaf
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Do you smell that, Esmé?
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| Esmé tries to smell something.
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| Count Olaf
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That's the fresh mountain scent of T-R-Y-M-F!
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| Esmé Squalor
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What, darling?
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| Count Olaf
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Triumph!
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| Hook-Handed Man
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I'm not sure that's the way you spell—
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| Count Olaf
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For years, or at least what seemed like years, I have pursued the Baudelaire fortune via a wide variety of brilliant, only partially successful schemes. But now, finally, I'm on the right path!
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| Esmé Squalor
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That way.
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| Count Olaf goes to the left turn on the fork.
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| Count Olaf
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Aargh! Now I'm finally on the right path. Two out of three Baudelaire orphans have tumbled off a cliff and been smashed flat.
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| Count Olaf drinks a sarsaparilla bottle.
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| Count Olaf
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| Count Olaf throws out the sarsaparilla bottle.
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| Count Olaf
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We are en roo-tay to the secret V.F.D. headquarters to destroy our enemies once and for all, including whichever Baudelaire parent survived the fire.
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| First White-Faced Woman
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Probably the mom.
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| Second White-Faced Woman
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Women are more resilient.
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| Count Olaf
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And best of all, the Baudelaire fortune is in my hands, or at least this infant is.
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| Sunny growls at Count Olaf, and Count Olaf imitates Sunny's growl.
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| Count Olaf
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I haven't felt this sharp and focused since I first smelled kerosene. My only regret is that I wasn't able to hear the splat, or whatever sound a caravan makes when it falls off a cliff and squashes rich kids.
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| Esmé Squalor
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That's your only regret?
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| Hook-Handed Man
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What about your tattoos? Everyone regrets their tattoos.
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| White-Faced Women
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We regret ours.
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| Bald Man
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Not me.
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| The Bald Man shows his hand tattooed with the letters E-S-M-É.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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I don't think we can be sure that Violet and Klaus are dead. They've gotten themselves out of a number of dangerous situations. In a way, one can't help but admire them.
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| Count Olaf
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One can too help but admire them, and I am sure they're dead! They fell off a cliff. Please! This isn't some overexaggerated melodrama.
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| Lemony Snicket
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Allow me to offer a word of caution: if you happen to find yourself on a slippery slope, watch your step. When you're on top of something, such as a moral threshold or a mountain...
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| Count Olaf
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I'm on top of the mountain!
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| Lemony Snicket
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...there's nowhere to go but down.
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| In the Valley of Four Drafts, Kit Snicket is running toward the edge of a cliff, holding the Sugar Bowl.
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| Lemony Snicket
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This advice was given to me by one of the bravest women I've ever known, a woman who, at that very moment, was running for her life toward the edge of a cliff. Fortunately, like all women, my sister was an expert at doing the impossible.
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| The Sinister Duo comes in front of her.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Come now, there's nowhere to run.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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Except off a cliff.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Which we plan to throw you off anyway.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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But perhaps this doesn't have to end in violence.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Give us the Sugar Bowl and you can go.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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Cross our hearts.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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And hope to die. What do you say, Snicket?
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| Kit Snicket
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I'd rather jump off a cliff.
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| Kit falls down and uses Beatrice's dragonfly wings and glides off the cliffs near Stricken Stream.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Should we follow her?
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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We'll send the eagles. They're probably starving.
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| The Man with a Beard but No Hair blows the whistle, and the eagles fly near Kit. Kit finds a hole in Stricken Streams and dives down it. The eagles fly back up. Kit breaks part of the stream and gets out of it.
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| Kit Snicket
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Oh, you're a trooper, kiddo. I didn't have my first hang gliding lesson till I was seven. But we're not out of the woods yet.
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| THE TOP OF MOUNT FRAUGHT
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| Count Olaf
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I'm on top of the world, Esmé. Literally and figuratively at my peak.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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Technically, it's more of a plateau.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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This doesn't look like V.F.D. Headquarters.
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| Count Olaf
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We must've made a wrong turn at that fork. Somebody read the map wrong.
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| Esmé Squalor
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It's not my fault, darling, you know I hate to read. And besides, you said you'd been there before.
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| Count Olaf
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I was blindfolded. Stupid secret organizations and their stupid secrecy.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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You're stupid.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Uh, this baby doesn't stop complaining, no matter how many times I pinch her.
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| Esmé pinches Sunny.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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Ouch.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Do you see?
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| Count Olaf
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If the surviving parent is hiding in V.F.D. headquarters, then burning it down will solve all of our problems.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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We will stop you.
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| Count Olaf
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HA, HA, HA!! You'll never stop us, if that's what you mean.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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That is what she means.
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| Count Olaf
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We'll camp here for the night and burn it down in the morning. It's important to be well-rested before committing arson. We will surprise those volunteers in the middle of coffee, or tea, or whatever it is pretentious people drink. Pitch the tents! Oh, and you should probably get those freaks out of the trunk.
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| The Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender goes to the bathroom but finds that there is nothing in there. One of the White-Faced Women goes into the bathroom.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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There's no paper.
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| The Hook-Handed Man opens the trunk.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Get out, freaks!
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| Hugo
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It's about time! We could barely breathe in there.
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| White-Faced Women
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Aw, precious snowflake wants to breathe.
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| Colette
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These icy winds are making my hopelessly contorted body shiver.
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| Kevin
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Oh, my equally strong hands are equally in need of some mittens.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Yeah, well, your equally strong hands can go and chop us some wood.
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| Colette
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At least we'll have a nice, warm fire.
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| First White-Faced Woman
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Oh, no, you won't.
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| Second White-Faced Woman
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You freaks can't stay in our campsite.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Yeah, you think I had a nice warm tent my first night in Count Olaf's troupe? I had to sleep in the trunk.
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| Kevin
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We did sleep in the trunk.
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| Bald Man
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Go chop wood, freak.
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| Hugo sends the freaks ahead of him, but Hugo stays behind.
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| Hugo
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I thought working for Count Olaf would be glamorous and fun, but in my short time in his employ, I have aided in kidnapping and murder, I have spent a bumpy ride in the trunk of a car, and I have had my self-worth degraded, undoing years of therapy. I'm beginning to question my life choices. And frankly, so should you!
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| White-Faced Women
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Aw, precious snowflake wants to question his life choices.
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| Troupe
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Not like us! Not like us! Not like us! Not like us!
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| Count Olaf
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Stop standing around. Freaks.
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| The troupe puts their head down.
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| FORK IN THE MORTMAIN MOUNTAINS
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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It's a crossroads.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Technically, it's more of a fork.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I meant it figuratively. We have to decide which direction to go.
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| Klaus wipes off the snow on the sign.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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This road leads to the Valley of Four Drafts. That's where the map said the headquarters were hidden. That means V.F.D. is that way.
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| Violet finds a sarsaparilla bottle.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Look at this sarsaparilla bottle. There's some liquid in it that isn't frozen, which means it was recently thrown by a person who doesn't care about littering. Count Olaf went this way.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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If we go to the headquarters, we can find V.F.D. They can help save Sunny.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We can't wait that long. Sunny's in danger right now!
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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If one of our parents is alive up there, they can fix this.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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If one of our parents is alive, do you want to face them without Sunny?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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No.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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I think we should go this way.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I think we should go this way.
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| The Baudelaires hears the buzzing of snow gnats.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Do you hear something?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Oh, no.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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What are those?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Snow gnats. I read about them in an obscure book.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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What did you read about them?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Well, they're ill-tempered and well organized.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Anything else?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Yeah, they sting.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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I think we should go that way.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I agree.
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| The Baudelaires run from the snow gnats.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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What stops them?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Smoke.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Smoke? How are we supposed to get smoke out here?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I don't know!
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Look over there!
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| CAVE IN THE MORTMAIN MOUNTAINS
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| The Baudelaires run to a cave. The snow gnats stop attacking them.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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The snow gnats stopped.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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There must be something inside that scares them.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Let's hope it's not a hibernating animal.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Oh, no.
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| The Baudelaires find out it's a cave of Snow Scouts. Carmelita Spats comes to the Baudelaires.
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| Carmelita Spats
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Hello, cakesniffers.
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| THE TOP OF MOUNT FRAUGHT
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| Count Olaf
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It's called a catchphrase, a word which here means "a catchy phrase," and it is one of the most important tools in any pre-former's repertoire.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Wow, it's really nice that you're taking time out of your busy schedule of plotting arson to give us an acting lesson, boss.
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| Count Olaf
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I'm not just your boss. Please, I want you to think of me as your mentor. Besides, I'm about to get everything I've ever wanted in life, so I'm feeling generous. A catchphrase should be cool and snappy, and you should be able to use it in any situation at all, like, um.. "It's my way or the freeway." Or, "Give me those earrings, Rachel." And... it should be rooted... in the truth, which is why, when I perform, I ignore the script and say whatever comes into my mind. Pajama bottoms. Absinthe. Nickelback. Let's try this right now. When I point at you, say the first thing that pops into your head.
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| First White-Faced Woman
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I'm in love with you.
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| Count Olaf
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Not bad.
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| Second White-Faced Woman
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I'm in love with you more.
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| Count Olaf
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Now, that's catchy.
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| Bald Man
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I'm in love with your girlfriend.
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| Count Olaf
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Ew.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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Is a personal philosophy of moral relativism the only way to survive in an ethically complex world, or is it an excuse we use to justify doing bad things?
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| Sunny breaks a piece of ice from the baby jail.
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| Count Olaf
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Could use a polish.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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I'm in love with—
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| Esmé Squalor
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Look what I found, darling A pack of strange, green cigarettes just lying in the snow, as if someone dropped them whilst running for their life.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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Smoking is very, very bad for you.
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| Sunny escapes from the baby jail.
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| Count Olaf
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I was mentoring the henchpeople, pet.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Oh.
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| Count Olaf
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Hooky was about to tell me his catchphrase.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Hey, the baby's gone.
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| Count Olaf
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That's a terrible catchphrase.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Hey, the baby's gone.
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| Count Olaf
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What?
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| Count Olaf finds Sunny net to Count Olaf's car. He and Esmé surrounds her.
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| Count Olaf
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Thought you could get away, did you? Well, you should know by now, it's my way or the freeway.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Roadway.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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Highway.
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| Count Olaf
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Look around, you saber-toothed papoose. There's nowhere to run. You would never survive in the mountains by yourself. You've always had your irritating siblings to look after you. Well, not anymore. So if you want to survive, I'd be a little less irritating. Like that girl from Prufrock Prep.
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| Esmé Squalor
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What girl?
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| Count Olaf
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Oh, it was before your time, dearest.
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| Esmé Squalor
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I don't care. I'll scratch her eyes out.
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| Count Olaf
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What? It was a little girl. Short, adorable, with the pretty brooch and the brass knuckles. What was her name again?
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| SNOW SCOUTS' CAVE
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Carmelita Spats.
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| Carmelita Spats
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Go away, cakesniffers! This is a private cave!
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| Brucie
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Carmelita, who are you talking to?
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| Carmelita Spats
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They're in our cave, so obviously they're cakesniffers. Wait You're those orphans from Prufrock Prep who lost your home in a fire and then Vice Princie expelled you.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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No, we've never been to Prufrock Prep.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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He did not expel us.
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| Carmelita Spats
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I knew it. You're the Baudelaires!
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| Brucie
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I hope not! I read about those terrible children in The Daily Punctilio. It said they are murderers and arsonists They started that enormous fire that's still raging across the Hinterlands.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Well, we're... we're not them. We're, uh...
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Mountain climbers.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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...mountain climbers. We're looking for our sister.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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She's about this tall, she has a good set of teeth, and she's traveling with a bunch of dangerous-looking people. Have you seen her?
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| Brucie
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We haven't seen anyone. We've been in this cave hiding from gnats, but we have a map of the mountains you can consult.
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| Carmelita Spats
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No! No! Scoutmaster Brucie, this cave is for Snow Scouts only, and they're obviously the Baudelaires! Look at their little orphan faces!
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| Brucie
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Now, Carmelita. Snow Scouts should be accommodating It's the first word of our pledge.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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You're Snow Scouts?
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| Carmelita Spats
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Troupe 113 is the most exclusive Snow Scout troupe in the city. Only non-cakesniffers with rich, living parents are allowed to join. Isn't that right, Brucie?
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| Brucie
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I have to carry their luggage.
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| Carmelita Spats
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It's designer.
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| Snow Scout
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You should carry your own luggage, Carmelita, and you should join us by the fire. We have extra parkas and snow suits if you're cold. And extra masks.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Why would we want masks?
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| Brucie
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If you're outside, they keep the snow gnats away.
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| Snow Scout
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And when you're inside, they make a Very Furtive Disguise.
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| THE TOP OF MOUNT FRAUGHT
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| Lemony Snicket
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It has been difficult for me to investigate Sunny Baudelaire's time as Count Olaf's prisoner. A few witnesses have died, disappeared, or been carried off by eagles.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Oopsie!
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| Lemony Snicket
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There is a story that describes more or less the same situation, and that is the story of Cinderella.
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| Henchperson of Indeterminate Gender
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Maybe she can give us some tips.
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| Lemony Snicket
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Cinderella was a young person who was placed in the care of various wicked people who teased her and made her do all of their chores.
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| Esmé Squalor
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Look at that useless baby. It doesn't even know how to get water from a frozen pond.
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| Count Olaf
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Look at her try to carry a pail. HA HA HA!
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| Lemony Snicket
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She was rescued by a fairy godmother who magically created a special outfit so Cinderella could go to a ball and marry a prince. If you would like the story of Sunny Baudelaire, simply take the story of Cinderella and eliminate the fairy godmother, the special outfit, the ball, the prince, the marriage, the seasonal gourd that becomes a carriage, and the ending where they live happily ever after.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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There you are, baby. I, uh... I made you this outfit. I know it's nothing special, but... it's warmer than those rags. Count Olaf would be furious if you froze to death before he could get your fortune, so...What are you doing?
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| The Hook-Handed Man smashes the ice with one of his hooks.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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You've got, uh... You've got cinders on your face. Chabo.
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| The Hook-Handed Man hands Sunny a rag and she wipes off the cinders on her face.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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Yay.
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| Hook-Handed Man
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Don't give me that look.
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| Sunny Baudelaire
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I was talking to you!
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| SNOW SCOUTS' CAVE
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| Carmelita Spats
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And then Cinderella told Prince Charmin that she's got an even more beautiful sister whose name is Carmelita, so he married her instead. And then she divorced him and took all of his money. The end! Now, this is the story of Sleeping Beauty's even more adorable younger sister—
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| Brucie
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Carmelita, you've told nine stories already. Maybe somebody else would like a turn. I bet mountain climbers have interesting stories.
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| Carmelita Spats
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Yeah. Has anything really terrible happened to you?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We'd rather not share.
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| Brucie
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You should be more accommodating. After all...
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| Snow Scouts
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Snows Scouts are accommodating, basic, calm, darling, emblematic, frisky, grinning, human, innocent, jumping, kept, limited, meek, nap-loving, official, pretty, quarantined, recent, scheduled, tidy, understandable, victorious, wholesome, xylophone, young, and zippered–every morning, every afternoon, every night, and all day long!
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| Violet Baudelaire
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That... That can't honestly be your pledge.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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How can anyone be "xylophone"? It's not an adjective.
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| Carmelita Spats
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You can't change the words of the Snow Scout Alphabet Pledge. The whole point of the Snow Scouts is that we do the same thing over and over! We wear the same parkas, we recite the same pledge, and every year, we celebrate False Spring at the top of Mount Fraught. And we always make Brucie carry our luggage.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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What's False Spring?
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| Carmelita Spats
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Anybody who's not a cakesniffer knows that False Spring is when the weather gets unusually warm before it gets cold again. We celebrate with a dance around a special pole, and then I get chosen False Spring Queen!
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| Brucie
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It doesn't have to be you.
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| Carmelita Spats
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Yes, it does! Because I'm the most accommodating, basic, calm—
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| Snow Scout
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Are you sure you two don't have a story? I'd love to hear a Very Fascinating Drama.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We know all sorts of stories.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Stories about Vastly Frightening Danger.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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And Vain Fashionable Divas.
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| Snow Scout
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Have you read the story of Anna Karenina?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Our mother read it to us.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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We were very young, so she'd stop to explain all the words and themes.
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| Carmelita Spats
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Boring!
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Anna Karenina is a classic of Russian literature!
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| Carmelita Spats
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That's another word for boring, and so are stories about dead parents.
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| Brucie
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Carmelita has a point. Anyhow, it's late, and I feel sick from eating so many marshmallows. So, everyone, get in your sleeping bags. You should stay the night here, travelers. We have some extra horse blankets you can sleep on.
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| Carmelita Spats
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You cakesniffers should sleep far away from us. Those blankets smell like nail polish.
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| Snow Scout
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That's because you spilled nail polish all over them.
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| The Snow Scouts get in their sleeping bags.
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| Snow Scout
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Good night, travelers. The fire should die out in a few hours. Some things are easier to find in the dark.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Such as?
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| Snow Scout
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Missing persons.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Who are you?
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| Carmelita Spats
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Cakesniffers whispering in a cave. Is there anything less adorable? Come on. We don't socialize with orphans.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Do you think we can trust him?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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He must be with V.F.D., but why is he disguised as a Snow Scout? And why did he bring up Anna Karenina? And why is he the only one wearing a mask?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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We'll find out when the fire dies. He was right about one thing. It'll be easier to find Sunny when it's dark and when Count Olaf is asleep.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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Violet...
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Yeah?
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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If one of our parents is alive, which one do you think it is?
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| Violet Baudelaire
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There's no way to know.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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I keep wondering anyway.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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Me, too.
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| MOUNT FRAUGHT
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| Kevin
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This is probably a test. If we prove to Count Olaf we can survive a night in this dark, freezing, probably haunted wood, when we go back in the morning, he'll be so impressed, he'll welcome us with open arms and say all the nice things my dad never did.
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| Hugo
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We don't have to go back at all. I've got some money saved up from the carnival. We could buy a patch of farm and live off the land.
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| Kevin
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What kind of crops would we grow?
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| Hugo
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We could grow anything, Kevin.
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| Kevin
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It would be helpful to visualize something specific.
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| Colette
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Could we grow rutabagas?
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| Hugo
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We could grow literally anything! So sure, rutabagas.
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| Kevin
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I don't like rutabagas.
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| Hugo
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Forget about the rutabagas! The point is, we still have time to turn our lives around. And if we're on our own, there won't be anyone to call us freaks. Not Count Olaf, not his troupe, not even your dad. Madame Lulu always said, "You deserve better."
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| Kevin
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The Madame Lulu who got eaten by lions, or the one who drove off in a taxi?
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| Colette
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I wonder whatever happened to her.
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| Kit runs into the carnival freaks.
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| Hugo
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Howdy, stranger.
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| Kit Snicket
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Hugo? Colette? Kevin?
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| Kevin
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How does a stranger know our names?
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| Kit Snicket
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Listen to me, there are dangerous people on this mountain.
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| Hugo
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We know. We carpooled.
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| Kit Snicket
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You have to leave now, before—
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| A branch breaks.
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| Kit Snicket
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I'll lead them away.
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| Kevin
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Wait! Do you know how to light a fire?
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| Kit lights the fire.
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| Kevin
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Thank you.
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| Kit Snicket
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You deserve better.
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| Kevin
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What a nut job.
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| Hugo
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Yeah, she acted like she knew us. That was weird.
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| Colette
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Should she really be running around the woods at night when she's pregnant?
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| Kevin
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I say she's the real freak, not us!
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| Freaks
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Not like us! Not like us! Not like us!
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| Kevin
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Ooh, anyone else feel that chill?
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| The Sinister Duo arrives to the fire.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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Oh, hello.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Nice night for it.
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| Kevin
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Who are you?
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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I wouldn't worry about boring questions like that.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Lovely spot, isn't it?
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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Secluded.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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A warm fire.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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Yes, this will do nicely.
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| Hugo
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You should leave. There are dangerous people on this mountain.
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| Kevin
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Yeah, us. We're dangerous criminals in Count Olaf's troupe.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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You're here with little Olaf?
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| Kevin
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He's just up on that summit. All we need to do is scream and he'll come running.
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| Woman with Hair but No Beard
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That's a charming theory.
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| Man with a Beard but No Hair
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Let's put it to the test.
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| The duo points their bladed canes at the freaks. The freaks scream, and are implied to be killed by them. Count Olaf's troupe stops roasting marshmallows and hears the freaks scream.
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| Count Olaf
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Probably weasels.
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| Kit Snicket
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Those weren't weasels.
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| Count Olaf's troupe continue roasting marshmallows.
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| Kit Snicket
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Come on, Snicket. All you've got to do is get off this mountain, evade your enemies and their eagles, and safe-guard the Sugar Bowl.
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| Kit realizes she lost the Sugar Bowl.
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| Kit Snicket
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The Sugar Bowl.
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| SNOW SCOUTS' CAVE
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| The Baudelaires were snoring. The masked Snow Scout wakes them up.
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| Snow Scout
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Shh!
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| The Baudelaires follow the Snow Scout.
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| Snow Scout
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I had to wait until the fire died down so I could show you.
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| The Baudelaires look up and see a chimney.
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| Violet Baudelaire
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The Vertical Flame Diversion?
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| Snow Scout
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It's not just a chimney, it's a secret passageway.
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| Klaus Baudelaire
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How did you know it was here?
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| Snow Scout
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I've read about it in a book called The Incomplete History of Secret Organizations.
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