So the good prince was a murderer and the evil queen wasn't a witch after all.
As destruction goes, the monster said behind him, this is all remarkably pitiful.
To live is to fight, to preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.
Conor held tightly onto his mother. And by doing so, he could finally let her go.
Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.
Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.