over the garden wall

[after leaving Lorna and Auntie Whispers into the dark woods]

Gregory:
Wow, Wirt! You saved the day twice today!

Wirt:
Yeah, I guess. But so what? We're still not any closer to getting home. I just don't know what I'm doing out here anymore. I don't know if we'll ever get back home.

Gregory:
Sure we will! What can stop us? You got a plan, remember?

Wirt:
I lied.

Gregory:
Aw, come on! Let's go, captain! Lead the way! You can do it! [Wirt sighs; the Beast watches them]

Beast:
Yes, yes. All hope will soon be lost. [turns to the Woodsman] We're lucky the boy had the pluck to best you. Your play could have cost us both. [hovers over the Woodsman] Don't you care about keeping the lantern lit? Don't you care about your daughter's soul?

Woodsman:
One cannot trade the souls of children as if they were tokens! There has to be another way.

Beast:
No. There is only me. There is only my way. There is only the forest, and there is only surrender.