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The Beast: Have you ever buried the hopes and dreams of your children?

The Woodsman: [in an offended voice] No?

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The Beast: I will ruin your happiness, no matter the cost!

Wirt: My happiness?

Wirt, to Greg: I’m happy?

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Sara: What are you looking at?

Wirt, taking a Buzzfeed quiz to find out what kind of holiday candle scent he is: Porn.

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Wirt: So you lied to us.

Beatrice: Well, that depends on how you define ‘lying?’

Wirt: I define it as not telling the truth, how do you define it?

Beatrice: Reclining your body in a horizontal position.

Wirt: ...

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Wirt: I don’t have the energy for this

Beatrice: For what?

Wirt: [gestures vaguely]

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Greg: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health.

Wirt, shooting finger guns: That’s why I also bottle up the positive ones.

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Greg: [gets 8 hours of sleep minimum each night]

Greg: I am so awake and ready for the day, the sun is beautiful and I am so happy to be alive.

Wirt: I've had 30 minutes of sleep for the last five days and now I can smell sounds please kill me.

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Beatrice, jokingly: Fun game, play peek-a-boo with your child but never reappear.

Wirt: My dad was really good at this game.