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“I'm serious, Jim. You need to put this crap away. You walk into school on Monday talking to me, or anyone else, about the city's pesky troll problem, and you're not exactly going to get a lot of people saying, 'Gee, thanks for the warning.' It'll spread faster than mono. You think things are tough for us now? Jim, this will be the end. I'm sorry if you had a crazy nightmare. I really am. But I can't let you ruin our lives.”

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Trollhunters

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Guillermo del Toro
Guillermo del Toro

Guillermo del Toro, born on October 9, 1964, is a renowned Mexican film director known for his unique visual style and profound thematic explorations. His works, including 'Pan's Labyrinth', 'Hellboy', and 'Pacific Rim', are celebrated for their distinctive aesthetics and deep thematic content. more

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