ParaNorman2012

Aggie:
I burnt the book into dust. Now I don't have to listen to that stupid story anymore! Leave me alone.

Norman Babcock:
No. No, I'm not leaving. Just listen to me! Uhh... Once upon a time, long ago, there was a little girl.

Aggie:
What?

Norman Babcock:
A - a little girl who was different... Who was different from the other people in her village.

Aggie:
I'm not listening! La la la la la...

Norman Babcock:
She could see and - and do things that no one could understand! And that made them scared of her!

Aggie:
I don't like this story!

Norman Babcock:
She turned away from everyone and became sad and lonely, and had no one to turn to!

Aggie:
STOP IT.

Norman Babcock:
The more she turned away from people, the more scared they were of her. And they did something terrible! They became so scared that they took her away and they killed her!

Aggie:
NO.

Norman Babcock:
And even - and even though she was dead, something in her came back!

Aggie:
STOP.

Norman Babcock:
And this part of her, wouldn't go away even after three hundred years!

Aggie:
SHUT UP.

Norman Babcock:
And the longer it stayed, the less there was of the little girl.

Aggie:
I'll make you suffer!

Norman Babcock:
Why?

Aggie:
Because... Because...

Norman Babcock:
Because you want everyone to hurt just as much as you are. So whenever you wake up, you play this mean game, but you don't play fair!

Aggie:
They hurt me!

Norman Babcock:
So you hurt them back?

Aggie:
I wanted everyone to see how rotten they were!

Norman Babcock:
You're just like them, Agatha!

Aggie:
No, I'm not!