Coraline: It wasn't my fault you hit that truck. Isn't that why we moved here? Mel: Something like that. Coraline: But, Mom, I want stuff growing when my friends come to visit. So, can I go out? I think it's perfect weather for gardening. Even if you win, she'll never let you go.ĭialogue Coraline: I almost fell down a well yesterday, Mom. You found me! But there's two eyes still lost.
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