Game VO: 3, 2, 1, go!
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Ralph: Way to go kid!
Vanellope: One second I'm having
the time of my life...
What the?!
...the next thing I know my game is just...
Ralph: Kid!
Vanellope: Ahhhhhh!
...gone.
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Crowd: Gang way!
Ralph: Sugar Rush is getting unplugged!
Oh no...I'm freaking out hard.
If I'm not a racer, what am I?
Well, you're my best friend.
All we gotta do is find the part to fix your game...
everything goes back to the way it was.
But where we gonna find that?
Ralph: The internet!
Vanellope: What?!
Ralph/Vanellope: Ahhhhh!
Vanellope: Ralph isn’t this great?
Ralph: No it is not!
Ralph: Wow.
Get rid of belly fat using this one weird trick.
Sassy housewives wanna meet you.
They do?
Wanna get rich playing video games?
Slaughter Race… it is wicked dangerous.
Ralph: Ahhh nice kitty.
Vanellope: Easy boy. Easy.
Nice kitty.
Ahhh...meh, the attention to detail is pretty impressive.
Shank: Well, well, well...
who are you?
I think we should get out of here.
Vanellope: Whoa.
Shank: Showtime...let's race.
Vanellope: Come and get it!
Ralph: Get back on the track!
Vanellope: There is no track,
I can drive anywhere!
Woooooo!
Vanellope: I love it here.
Ralph: Who knew there were so many
babies and cats in the world?
Ha! That is what the internet was made for.
Vanellope: It’s full of weirdos.
Aaahh!
Vanellope: I want this to be my life.
I don’t think I could ever tell Ralph.
There’s no law saying best friends have to
have the same dreams.
[Screaming goat]
Ralph: Vanellopeeeee!!!
Aaahh!
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Spammley: This is what’s called
the Dark Net.
Ralph: Are you sure this is safe?
Whatever you do, do not look at
his little brother.
Oh, he has a little brother?
Ewwww.
What are you doing here?
[Ralph clears throat]
The reason I came to your neck of the face…
I mean there’s a face in your neck…
I mean woods, neck of the woods.
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