Eternal Love

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The one I watched and used for this book ^ :)

If anyone can tell me where to watch it with better quality and with subtitles, please do <3

Also, if I get any names wrong, please correct me!

I will try and make the added dialogue fit into a singing theme, but I can't promise anything

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ALFRED

Professor? Professor!
Her, ho, hey. Hey, where are you, Professor?
Hey, ho, hey. Where am I supposed to go?
I'm sure he just sat down somewhere to write his observations down in his notebook.
When Professor Abronsius writes his notes down, the whole world is dead to him.
If- if he isn't already dead.
Hey, ho, hey. Just a sign, Y/n!
Hey, ho, hey. I can't see you!
Y/n! Professor!
I have to find them or they'll freeze to death!
What a tragic end that would be for men like them!
The papers will read: "Scientist and his Grandson die in Transylvania."
And no one will talk about me... No one will miss Alfred!
Hey, ho, hey. Hear, it's me, Professor! Your inventive and attentive but resistant assistant! 

Y/N

Alfred! I have found you!

[He turns around to see Y/n carrying the frozen Professor on his back]

ALFRED

Professor! Y/n!

[He rushes over and takes the man off of Y/n's back, gently laying him on the ground and taking off his jacket to cover the shivering boy]

Y/N

No, you need it too.
Keep your jacket, I will be fine!

ALFRED

You have been wandering the frozen woods in nothing but a dress, you need it more.
Come, let's find some warmth.

[Alfred picks up his Professor, places him on his back and starts to walk forward while Y/n follows with the bags]

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PEOPLE

Garlic, garlic!
Garlic, garlic! [Chagal stands on a table, playing the violin]
Tobacco and some vodka and a chipper folksong, 
Our throats are free, the women horny, and the drudgery is over.
But the best is saved for last when the innkeeper signals for dinner. 
When the stew is brewing and everyone's eating until they're stinking out of all pores.
Until they're stinking out of all pores.
Garlic!
Garlic, garlic is our passion.
Garlic, garlic enriches body and soul.
It makes small things larger,
It makes nasty things noble.
And makes limp things harder. [A man tries to get some garlic but the basket is taken away]
And makes limp things harder. [Another stand behind him as he turns around, and the man is pushed, falling over into the basket]
The young ones only want to bang and the old ones only blabber.
Garlic turns young boys into men
and turns old duds into Romeos.
Nothing on Earth is healthier, especially in winter and here. 
Because garlic creates wonders.
Because garlic creates wonders.
Because garlic creates wonders.
Because garlic creates wonders.
Garlic, garlic!
Garlic, garlic!

[They dance around until the door bursts open, revealing the two young men and the frozen old man]

PEOPLE

Who is that?
Two strangers!
No, three!
What happened?
Frozen! Stiff!
Hard as glass!

CHAGAL

I welcome you to the best guesthouse around!

REBECCA

Magda, bring that chair, quickly!