It’s the one thing we search for, or fight to change. Others say fate is woven together like a cloth, so that one’s destiny intertwines with many others. Merida: Some say our destiny is tied to the land, as much a part of us as we are of it. įergus: Mor’du! Elinor, hide! Come on, you! :Young Merida: Well he should, cause it’s true. Before we see a dancing charging bubu or a giant… Įlinor: Your father doesn’t believe in magic. Young Merida: I saw a wisp! I saw a wisp!Įlinor: A wisp? You know, some say that Will O’ the Wisps lead you to your fate.įergus: Oh, aye! Or an arrow! Come on, let’s be off. Įlinor: Merida! Come on, sweetheart, we’re leaving now… That’s right, keep both eyes open, and…boost. Why not use your very own? Now, there’s a good girl. Young Merida: Can I shoot an arrow? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Please, can I? įergus: Not with that.
Where is my little Birthday girl, hm? I’m going to gobble her up when I find her! I’m going to eat you! Ach! Fergus, no weapons on the table!
Elinor: Where are you? Come out! Come out! Come on out! I’m coming to get you! Where are you, you little rascal? I’m coming to get you! Hmm.
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