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barlow: Hello? Is someone there?
crystal: Barlow? Is that you?
barlow: No, I'm a talking metal box.
crystal: What are you doing in there, Barlow?
barlow: Oh, I thought maybe I'd while away my youth in a dark container. What does it look like?
crystal: I guess I'll have to let you out of there.
barlow: No! Absolutely not! I can get out of this on my own!
crystal: Oh, whatever, Barlow. I can see the release lever over there. I'll get you out in a jiffy.
barlow: What part of "NO" don't you understand?! I said I'll take care of it!
crystal: Barlow, you need help.
barlow: Not from you!
crystal: Maybe from a doctor, then. Are you just going to wait in there all day?
barlow: If I have to.
crystal: I don't see what the big deal is...
crystal: I offered to help... is this the thanks I get?!
barlow: I DIDN'T ask for your help!
barlow: Go away.
crystal: Shut up, you fool. I'm getting you out of there, and that's final!
crystal: Seriously, it's no big thing. I just have to pull a lever.
barlow: Crystal! I forbid you!
crystal: Yeah... whatever.
barlow: Really, is this necessary?
barlow: I was almost out of there on my own, just so you know.
barlow: When someone tells you he doesn't need help, you should listen to him.
barlow: What? What's wrong?
crystal: Your skin, Barlow... it's turning purple.
crystal: Uh... Barlow, about the purple hair and skin...
barlow: What?
crystal: Nothing. I'm sure it'll clear up eventually.
barlow: Why does everyone treat me like a little kid?!
barlow: It makes me so mad!
crystal: Little kid? Your behavior right now doesn't suggest otherwise... Now why would you-
barlow: I know about the curse!
crystal: Oh...
crystal: Well... we're working on it.
barlow: No! I don't want you to! You can't do anything about it!
crystal: Maybe not, but I have to try. There might be a cure.
barlow: No, you don't understand! I don't want YOU to find the cure. This is MY problem and my problem only!
barlow: And I want you to stop helping me! I can take care of myself!
crystal: Barlow, I think the curse MIGHT be a little more serious than you think.
barlow: Oh, really?
crystal: Well, yeah... I think you're chances of survival are pretty much... zero.
crystal: I'll be frank. You're going to die. The curse is fatal.
barlow: What happened to keeping all of that a secret?
crystal: I thought you needed to know... Hey, hold on! How did you know about it?!
barlow: I overheard you and the others talking.
crystal: Great, so you know everything we know... you're going to turn purple and die.
crystal: Do you overhear things often? What else do you hear about?
barlow: I swear... I just accidentally overheard that one conversation, so... uh...
crystal: What?
barlow: You know, in my experience in Spider Cliff, overheard conversations are usually intended to be overheard.
crystal: Hey, everybody dies sometime... this just might be your time.
crystal: We just aren't built to last forever.
barlow: Some people last forever.
crystal: Who? Who do you know?
barlow: People like Holden Caulfield... Hamlet... Jay Gatsby...
crystal: Barlow, those people are fictional characters. I hope you know the difference between what's real and what's fictional. Who do you know personally?
barlow: Madame Turning. She's been the judge here since the town was built.
crystal: The judge? The judge, bless her mechanical heart, is some sort of automaton. There's no soul in that glass case.
barlow: Sure there is. You've seen her pass judgments before. Nothing mechanical could ever pass such relevant and creative judgments.
crystal: That may be true, but she can't help you with this curse problem.
crystal: Don't worry yourself about it... I've sworn to find a cure.
barlow: Oh, I see. So I can't save myself, can I?
crystal: Barlow, you need all the help you can get. You should feel grateful.
barlow: Wrong! Wrong! All wrong! I can take care of this by myself. You are no longer needed on that quest!
crystal: Barlow, you need to grow up!
barlow: Aaargh! That's what I'm trying to do! I'm trying to take responsibility!
crystal: You don't have to do this alone! You're just-
crystal: Hey! Where are you going! I'm trying to save you!
crystal: Yeah, just run away, coward!
crystal: I can't believe he'd be so unreasonable. We're trying to help him!
crystal: Obviously he's not taking the news well. I'm going to find that cure for him, and then let's see what he has to say.
crystal: I'm only doing what's best for YOU!
crystal: You should come back here and thank me!
crystal: BARLOW! You're making me so angry!
crystal: Whoa, Crystal! What's wrong with you?
crystal: I used to get rejection all the time and it never bothered me. Why... why am I so upset about Barlow?