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I don't want your book. I don't want your ***.
Just send me back to my own time. Pronto, today, chop...
- [Gasping] - You shall die!
[Grunting, Groaning]
[Cackling]
You shall never obtain the Necronomicon!
We shall feast upon your souls!
[Thudding]
[Lord Arthur] Oh!
[Hissing]
- [Gasps] - It's a trick. Get an axe.
[Screaming]
- [Shrieking] - [Lord Arthur] Guards, stop it!
- Catch the witch! - Death to the witch!
[Witch] Have some porridge!
Ah, my eyes! I'm blind! Oh, God, I'm blind!
[Screaming]
No, don't!
- [Shotgun Blast] - [Snarling]
Yo, she-***.
- Let's go. - [Shrieking]
Ya-hoo!
Hee-ya!
- Hee-ya! - [Snarling]
[Screaming]
[Exhaling Loudly]
[Gurgling]
If the Necronomicon fell into the hands of the Deadites,
all mankind will be consumed by this evil.
Now will thou quest for the book?
[Sighs]
[Ash] That one.
Hee-ya!
[Gasping]
Groovy.