Wendolene Ramsbottom:
Oh, I want no more of this rustling. It wasn't so bad when it was just the wool, but... this is evil! Daddy didn't create you for this. You're supposed to protect me!
[Preston locks her away with Shaun on the back of the truck]
Wendolene Ramsbottom:
Let me out! You're not turning me into dog meat!
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