A Troll in Central Park

Llort: Stanley, for repeatedly;–– repeatedly… Gnorga: Disobeying. Llort: I am getting there, dear! And… and violating the Code of Proper Troll Behavior… we have;–– no choice, but to sentence you to… Gnorga: Stone. Llort: "Stone"?! Gnorga: Turn 'im to stone! [to her tortoise mount] Be still! [turns it to stone with a touch] Llort: But;– but;– but with our number dwindling dearly… yearly… dearie, d'you really think it wise to turn him to st… st… st…? Gnorga: He is good, he is kind, he is gentle… and he is giving a bad name to trolls everywhere! I won't have him growing any more of those things! Llort: Flowers? Gnorga: Stone him! Llort: Why don't we make an example of him? I know a place, rock and steel, where nothing grows… nothing! Creatures more troll-like, than we are! For him, it'll be worse than stone; it will be slow, it will be painful… just think what they'll say about you in the newspapers! It's prime, for the tabloids! Gnorga: Done!

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Gus: Ready to go, Dad? Alan: Finally. Gus: Great! Alan: You're not coming. Hillary: Your father's off to a meeting, Honey. Gus: But you promised to take to the park! Alan: You know I have an important case to prepare for. The park have to come later.

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Gnorga: [reading from the newspaper] "Gnorga and Llort… laughingstock… bad trolls turning good at record pace…" Have you seen this?! Llort: Seen what, sugar-shins? Gnorga: These blasted editorials! They're calling for us to resign! They say our power's slipping! They say any troll anywhere might be turning "good"… can you think of it? I can't think of it. [trails off, grumbling].

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Gnorga: "Worse than death"? "Slow and painful"? Does that look sad to you? Does that look like misery to you? Llort: It's nice, very nice, don't you think so, dear? Gnorga: Yes, it is! and that's exactly what's wrong with it, you moron! Punishment isn't supposed to be nice! It's supposed to be… punishing!

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Gnorga: What have we here? Troll-boy with the nasty temper? Llort: And look! That sweet, adorable little babe! [glances at Gnorga] Horrible creature, isn't she?

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Gus: She's here! She's got Rosie! You've got to help me get her back! Stanley: No, no, no, I can't... Gus: You're the only one who can help. You've got the green thumb. Gnorga: Stanley! I've got the baby! Stanley: Uh! Easy! Gus: Stop being such a scaredy-cat! Stanley: Yeah, but what can I do? Gus: [snatches his boat from Stanley] What about all your powers, Mr. You-Gotta-Believe-Green-Thumb? Stanley: Oh no, no, no! My prestidigitation is no match for Gnorga's magic... Gus: [interrupts] Oh, sure! You're just saying that cause you're scared to fight her! Stanley: I can't. Oh, you know Gnorga. She'll destroy me! She'll marbleize me! Gus: Well, I'm not scared! Stanley: [the flowers leave Stanley behind and go with Gus] I help you if I could, but I can't. She'll turn me into stone and I don't wanna be rockinised. Gus! Don’t you understand? In the troll world, darkness always triumphs over light! Gus: Know what, Stanley? You'll never have a dream come true. And you know why? Because you’re t

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