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Why? What do you want from us Olaf? Do you want our fortune? If you do, we would gladly give it to you. It would be a fair exchange if you and your troupe would leave us forever. Taking the Baudelaire fortune would suffice for anyone else. You could let us go after you get it. You could go away and live the rest of your life far away from here. It seems that being rich isn't enough for you. You have to get the sapphires of our friends the Quagmires and kill four of us and leave two to inherit the fortunes. Then you'll dispose of the two when you have no use for them anymore. Until your captives come of age, they will be slaves, doing evil deeds and doing your chores for you and your repulsive coworkers. Please have some pity Count Olaf. You could kill me, I would be free then. Free from the horrors that you and your comrades wreak on the world. Free from the toils, cares, and worries of human existence. Free from the bad luck that seems to follow us everywhere. I beg you to kill me instead of my siblings or the Quagmires. Klaus shows such potential as a research scientist. Sunny would be able to open a restaurant that I'm sure will be very successful. Isadora could write her couplets, praised by all critics. Duncan will be a very famous journalist, spreading the truth through newspapers and books. Quigley would be able to make accurate maps of unknown territories for travelers. They have such bright futures in store for them.
You can be so heartless. I still cannot get over the fact that you killed Carmelita Spats just because she refused to burn her own house down. How would you feel if you were asked to kill your parents and burn everything you own? You even discussed how to kill her right in front her parents. You left your henchmen to die when the submarine sank. You just cared about getting us out alive to get your filthy hands on our money. You could even leave the woman you love to drown in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Slowly you approach us grinning and saying "Don't look so frightened, your death will be quick and painless. I have found a way to get your fortunes without you so all of you can die together." He led us to the kitchen and filled six small glasses from a bottle labeled arsenic. "After you die, I shall take your bodies to the crematorium at night and I will spread your ashes where you will join the remains of your respective homes and parents. Now, I toast to your happiness with your families in the afterlife." He raised his glass, which was filled with wine. I smiled as I raised my glass to all the people I have encountered in my strange adventures. I guess I felt happy that this was going to be over. My heart cheered as I raised the deadly poison to my lips. I was free at last.
Why? What do you want from us Olaf? Do you want our fortune? If you do, we would gladly give it to you. It would be a fair exchange if you and your troupe would leave us forever. Taking the Baudelaire fortune would suffice for anyone else. You could let us go after you get it. You could go away and live the rest of your life far away from here. It seems that being rich isn't enough for you. You have to get the sapphires of our friends the Quagmires and kill four of us and leave two to inherit the fortunes. Then you'll dispose of the two when you have no use for them anymore. Until your captives come of age, they will be slaves, doing evil deeds and doing your chores for you and your repulsive coworkers. Please have some pity Count Olaf. You could kill me, I would be free then. Free from the horrors that you and your comrades wreak on the world. Free from the toils, cares, and worries of human existence. Free from the bad luck that seems to follow us everywhere. I beg you to kill me instead of my siblings or the Quagmires. Klaus shows such potential as a research scientist. Sunny would be able to open a restaurant that I'm sure will be very successful. Isadora could write her couplets, praised by all critics. Duncan will be a very famous journalist, spreading the truth through newspapers and books. Quigley would be able to make accurate maps of unknown territories for travelers. They have such bright futures in store for them.
You can be so heartless. I still cannot get over the fact that you killed Carmelita Spats just because she refused to burn her own house down. How would you feel if you were asked to kill your parents and burn everything you own? You even discussed how to kill her right in front her parents. You left your henchmen to die when the submarine sank. You just cared about getting us out alive to get your filthy hands on our money. You could even leave the woman you love to drown in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Slowly you approach us grinning and saying "Don't look so frightened, your death will be quick and painless. I have found a way to get your fortunes without you so all of you can die together." He led us to the kitchen and filled six small glasses from a bottle labeled arsenic. "After you die, I shall take your bodies to the crematorium at night and I will spread your ashes where you will join the remains of your respective homes and parents. Now, I toast to your happiness with your families in the afterlife." He raised his glass, which was filled with wine. I smiled as I raised my glass to all the people I have encountered in my strange adventures. I guess I felt happy that this was going to be over. My heart cheered as I raised the deadly poison to my lips. I was free at last.