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Let it go! Let it go!
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go! Let it go!
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
What they're going to say
Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway
(GRUNTING) What's happening?
I'm alive!
Who said that?
I said that.
I can talk. I can think. I can juggle.
No, I cannot.
I got too confident there.
I appear to be some sort of snowman.
How absurd is that? How is that even possible?
What am I even saying? Who am I?
Hello? Anybody there?
I'm having a bit of a crisis of identity, I think.
So, I'm made of snow and I'm walking on snow.
Oh, that's kind of weird.
I think I'm lost and confused.
I'm definitely confused.
(SINGING) Reindeers are better than people
(CHUCKLING) Barn songs.
Hello? Anybody missing a snowman?
-(DOOR OPENS, BELL CHIMES) -Yoo-hoo!
Welcome to Wandering Oaken's.
Ooh!
Wandering Oaken's?
Do you know that if you scramble up those letters,
-it's an anagram for Naked Norwegians? -Mmm?
-Oh! -(OLAF CHUCKLING)
And I can't even read.
I genuinely don't know how I just did that.
You know what? I like you. What do you need?
A sense of self.
I don't even know my name.
I kind of look like a Fernando...
or a Trevor.
And where's my nose?
-You want a nose? -Yes. But I don't have any money.
That's okay.
That's very generous, fuzzy man bear.
Do you have any, uh, carrots?
Oh. I just sold my last ones.
But I'm sure we can find you something that will fit the bill.
Ooh! Ow!
Uh... Mmm-mmm.
What is this?
-That would be of summer. -Summer?
It's beautiful!
Hey... Uh... Oh!
Bees buzzing!
This is sun! Butterflies!
Ooh! Blue skies!
Ah!
Oh!
I've never identified with anything so much in my whole life.
It's like snowmen and summer just belong together.
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