Beatrice:"Listen,you! Who are you to wander around in my kingdom?

Jeremey:"This ain't Your kingdom at all! If ithis place was Your anything then you wouldn't have to hide from your sister!"

Beatrice:" I am a queen but she is my rival to power! I will rule this place! Just you watch and wait!"

Jeremey:"Ain't waiting! Just hoping your sister can talk sense more than you,that's all!"

Beatrice:"I'll give you SENSE! I'll DRAG you off that hill!"

Jeremey:"NO! DON'T TOUCH ME! STOP!"

Beatrice:"I'm not afraid of you! I ain't afraid of no one! I'll show you who's boss-GotyaaAAAA!!"

Jeremey:"Ohmygosh! How bad did I hurt you?"

Beatrice:"What. Did. You. DO. To. Me."

Jeremey:"*GASP!* All the BLOOD! I'm so sorry! *sniff!*"

Beatrice:"What magic did you do to make the red flow from my hand?"

Jeremey:"*SOB!* It's not magic...it's ME! My fur...is SHARP! I can't let anyone touch me or I hurt them! *SOB!* I HATE IT SO MUCH! You didn't deserve that..."

Beatrice:"Well,the red goes away quick on me! See? My hand is almost like new! Your eyes...wait a minute...what's leaking out of you right now?"

Jeremey:" Leaking? Where? What?"

Beatrice:"From your eyes...wetness...water..."

Jeremey:"Tears! They come when you hurt. When you're alone...and sad..."

Beatrice:" Tears? Never saw them before...on someone else..."