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[while Angelika is skinning and gutting a rabbit
] Jacob Grimm
: Miss, we believe your village may be under some kind of curse... Angelika
: You think I care about the village?
[Finished, she tosses her knife onto a table. It lands with a clatter. Cavaldi yells, spins around, and throws a knife, impaling a dead rabbit on the wall. Will and Jake give girly shrieks, but Angelika just glares
: Scusi... but he was trying to run away.
: Your horses are ready.
[out the window
[Outside, two soliders set fire to the tails of the brothers' horses. They run away, trailing two ropes
] Jacob Grimm
: [looks down; sleepily
] You've got rope tied around your foot. Cavaldi
[the ropes snap taught and the Brothers Grimm are yanked off their feet and dragged out the door
: Grimmy. You are to have to stand trial for subterfuge, theft... and buggery! Will Grimm
: I'm sorry? Cavaldi
: For which the minimum sentence is...? Delatombe
: Ik, ik, ak, ek, ek! Jacob Grimm
] What's going on? Cavaldi
: How can you speak-a this language? Every word is like an execution.
: General, you keep working with Cavaldi, this country won't be yours much longer. He panics. Cavaldi
: The great Cavaldi NEVER panics!
[a small kitten rubs against his foot; he shrieks and kicks it into a fan
: I said, execute them!
[Cavaldi aims, then hesitates
: Generale, I wish to resign my... Delatombe
: [shoots him
] Resignation accepted.
: [claps his hands
[a string quartet plays Boccherini's "Minuet in G"
: You go and sell your oil of snake, Grimmy.
: Who's your friend? Will Grimm
: Um... Cavaldi
: I? Who am I? I am Mercurio Cavaldi, of the great Cavaldis du Parma, the master of the torturing arts. Will Grimm
: Steady, Cavaldi. We need her warm and breathing.
: Demon Queen, hear me. Swallow my curse, from the dark heart of my ancestors: Maledetta! Maledetta!
[a bird startles Cavaldi; he shrieks and blindly fires two pistols into the air
: I kill-a you, and take-a your eggs, and smash them all in this-!
[the bird poops on him
: [after escaping from a French guard, screaming like a girl
] RUN! Jacob Grimm
: [pinned to the floor by another French guard
] Will! Will, wait! Will Grimm
: [running out of the inn
] Never fear, Jake! Jacob Grimm
] Will! WILL! Will Grimm
: I shall return for you...!
[a bola trips Will up
: Nice try.