| There is no room... |
Lanschi: | I miss my house. If there ever was a house, that one sure was mine. |
Parsley: | We'll have to find you lodging until the gnomes go away. |
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Parsley: | It's possible they'll migrate south for the winter. |
Lanschi: | Maybe we can take turns! |
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Parsley: | I don't know for sure... It's also possible they will hibernate. Oh, I wish I had done more research on this! |
Lanschi: | Don't beat yourself up, Parsley. |
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Lanschi: | Whatever the future may bring... At least we still have us. |
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Parsley: | That's nice of you to say, Lanschi. I- |
Lanschi: | ...And also, this cool slide whistle! Boy, am I glad we went to that factory! |
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SFX: | fweep! |
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Lanschi: | Eep! I think I whistled a gnome into existence. |
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Lanschi: | I whistled a lot
of gnomes into existeeeeence!!! |