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rebecca: You're going to tell us where you hid those plants, or I can't be held responsible for what happens to you...
turnip: Rebecca, you have to stop and look at what you're celebrating here with that stupid festival!
rebecca: How dare you insult our civic pride! I could turn you into...
barlow: Well, it looks like I found everyone.
barlow: You weren't going to do anything violent, were you?
rebecca: I... well, your little paper friend is breaking the law!
barlow: Then let the law deal with it.
sheriff: I see no particular reason for stopping Rebecca from taking care of this.
rebecca: Yeah! This is my problem to deal with... I'm losing money here!
barlow: What proof do we have that Turnip who took the plants?
barlow: You shouldn't jump to conclusions until all of the clues have been analyzed and all other possibilities have been...
turnip: Barlow, I stole the plants.
barlow: I'm trying to save your life, Turnip.
turnip: I have to stand up for what I believed in, Barlow.
barlow: Maybe we can work something out. Maybe we can all agree on something.
rebecca: Right. You can convince Turnip to tell us where he hid our matrimonials.
turnip: No way! I won't tell you where I hid them until my requirements are met...
turnip: I demand that the festival stick with its focus of gentle plant-raising and drops all that stuff about killing paper mammals.
sheriff: Absolutely not! That's the only part of the festival I'm here for. If you cancel the trapping contest, I want my money back.
rebecca: I just want this problem to go away, without losing me any money.
barlow: Maybe if we could agree to not kill the defenseless paper mammals...
sheriff: Oh, no. That is definitely NOT negotiable.
barlow: But what if you just caught them, and let them go after the contest?
sheriff: That goes against the whole point of the contest! What's the fun in catching those things if you can't kill them? They're just made of paper.
barlow: Maybe if you let them catch just a few, but not kill them...
turnip: Well... that's a step in the right direction...
turnip: Wait! No, I think that still sends the wrong message. I have to be firm about this issue, so I can't agree to that.
barlow: Maybe if the trapping event was cancelled, we could make this problem go away...
rebecca: I can't just give everyone their money back. The contest has to go on.
rebecca: I'm sure you can hammer out some kind of agreement between both sides. I'm giving you authority to solve this problem, but I'd prefer that it didn't cost me anything.
barlow: Surely there's some way to get everyone to agree...
sheriff: Barlow, I just don't see it happening.
barlow: Surely there's some way to get everyone to agree...
turnip: I don't think there's much you can do, if you're trying to negotiate with that monster.
barlow: Don't you have any compassion for those cute little creatures?
sheriff: No.
rebecca: Barlow, I don't think that strategy is very effective. We already know that the sheriff has absolutely no compassion for paper mammals. Trying to play on his sympathy won't get anywhere.
barlow: Be honest... Is there any way to make you change your mind?
sheriff: No way. I'm only participating because it means I can trap and kill those little pests. If you take that away, I will not be satisfied.
barlow: Rebecca?...
rebecca: He's lying.
barlow: Aha! You'd enjoy the festival anyway, wouldn't you?
sheriff: So what if I was bluffing? I'm still not going to back down.
barlow: You can't win this fight. They can just get more plants. This doesn't change anything.
turnip: I know they can, and I'll continue to do whatever it takes to stop this festival.
barlow: But you can't possibly stop it.
turnip: I know that, but I have to stand up for what I believe in.
rebecca: Barlow, you don't seem to be getting anywhere... and you're just making Turnip more radical.
barlow: If I can stop them from killing mammals, won't that be a step in the right direction?
turnip: Well... it would be a slight improvement.
barlow: Getting people to change their ways takes time. Maybe you should be working for more gradual change.
turnip: Well, okay, but you have to make the sheriff agree... and that's going to be a lot harder.
barlow: I think a compromise would be equally difficult for both of them, but it's the best we can do right now.
rebecca: Well, I suppose we can make the trapping contest a non-lethal event.
sheriff: No way!
rebecca: The problem is making everyone agree.
rebecca: I'll just have to be firm with everyone. I can force everyone to comply, but I still think there might've been a better way.
sheriff: You can change the rules, Rebecca... but I'm not happy about it.
turnip: I guess that'll be okay. I'll give you back you plants.
barlow: Well, let's just cancel the whole thing...
rebecca: What? Cancel it?!
rebecca: Oh...
rebecca: Yep... I guess you're right... the whole contest should just be cancelled.
sheriff: Rebecca, you can't do that!
rebecca: Sorry, sheriff, it looks like there's no other way...
sheriff: Wait! I give in... we can change the rules so the mammals don't get killed!
rebecca: Well, that sounds like a good solution to the problem.
barlow: Oh, yes... definitely.
sheriff: Hold on! You tricked me! You both were bluffing.
rebecca: Well, it's too late now. You agreed to change the rules, so that's just what we're going to do.
barlow: Is that better, Turnip?
turnip: I guess so. It's not like you wouldn't have found the plants eventually, anyway. They would've got loose... they're lured away by better soil or better lighting.
barlow: Let everyone know that the rules have changed.
rebecca: Right. I'll go make an announcement right now.
barlow: Okay, and the sheriff and I will follow Turnip to where the plants are hidden.