Fred: Hello, Snotface! Yuck! What happened to you? Look at you. You’re all older. You’re even uglier. Uch. I’m sorry. I’m gonna have to be sick all over you immediately. Lie down.
[Pushes Elizabeth down on the bed]
Fred: Hang on. Where’s all the dolls?
Elizabeth: [Whispers] Drop Dead Fred.
Fred: Where is the dolls?
[Throws dolls at Elizabeth]
Fred: I wanna play with the—ah-HA! The dolls! Hello, Jemima. Hello, Angelec.
[Makes the dolls say ‘Hello.’]
Fred: You’re gonna die!
[Screams and hits Jemima’s head against the door. Bites off Angelec’s head. Throws dolls]
Fred: Mr. Pooh!
[Makes Mr. Pooh say ‘Hello.’]
Fred: You die, too!
[Makes Mr. Pooh say ‘No no no.’]
Fred: Yes yes yes.
[Screams and rips Mr. Pooh’s stuffing out while throwing the stuffing at Elizabeth]
Fred: [Makes Mr. Pooh scream ‘No! My intestines. Not my intestines!’]
[Spits on Mr. Pooh]
Elizabeth: [Whispers] I must be dreaming.