Grug:
What is this stuff that saves you from my punches?
Guy:
[despairingly]
... Tar.
Grug:
No!
Guy:
Please...
Grug:
I have to get back to them.
Guy:
Stop struggling!
Grug:
No!
Guy:
Grug, STOP! No one gets out of this. Believe me... I know.
Grug:
Your...
Guy:
Family. Yeah.
Grug:
...Sorry.
Guy:
I was little when it happened. Last thing my parents told me was: "Don't hide. Live. Follow the sun. You'll make it to Tomorrow."
Grug:
You follow the light. My daughter is a lot like you.
Guy:
No. She's like you. She loves you, but always forgets to say it. Just like you forget to tell her.
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