Lucy Pevensie:
Oh, I should go.
Mr. Tumnus:
It's too late for that, now. I'm such a terrible faun.
Lucy Pevensie:
Oh, no. You're the nicest faun I've ever met.
Mr. Tumnus:
Then I'm afraid you've had a very poor sampling.
Lucy Pevensie:
You can't have done anything that bad.
Mr. Tumnus:
It's not something I have done, Lucy Pevensie. It's something I am doing.
Lucy Pevensie:
[suspiciously]
What are you doing?
Mr. Tumnus:
[whispers and in tears]
I'm kidnapping you. It was the White Witch. She's the one who makes it always winter, always cold. She gave orders. If any of us ever find a human wondering in the woods, we-we-we-we're supposed to turn it over to her!
Lucy Pevensie:
But, Mr. Tumnus, you wouldn't. I thought you were my friend.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:27