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Goodnight, Monkey.

Kubo.

Kubo.

You were talking in your sleep.

You were dreaming, calling out to your father,

and then the paper flew out of your bag and folded itself into him.

He’s been standing there for hours, quietly judging us.

I’m not even convinced this counts as origami.

I could swear scissors were involved.

Ow.

Back home in the cave,

my mother’s dreams did this,

and the paper always unfolded itself by morning.

What’s that about?

What are you doing?

I guess this is how my father answered me.

I’m tempted to say that entrusting our fate

to the guidance

of a small paper man

seems like a bad idea.

But it’s the best bad idea we have.

You’re growing stronger.

You might not wanna look quite so pleased about that.

We grow stronger, the world

grows more dangerous.

Life has a funny way

of keeping things balanced.

Monkey, do you ever say anything encouraging?

I encourage you not to die.

“I encourage you not to die.

”

Mosquitoes.

Annoying.

Wasn’t me, I swear.

Paper runs out,

as does patience.

I didn’t ask them to do that.

The second time.

I didn’t!

At least, not exactly.

I mean, I felt it, but.

Magic is not meant to be easy.

You need to learn control.

Concentrate on what you’re

doing, and always remember, don’t mess with the monkey.

Tread carefully, Kubo.

This isn’t one of your stories.

How do you know?

Maybe it is.

And I’m the valiant hero

and you’re the mean monkey.

Heroes come and go.

Any moment, something terrible

could come out of nowhere and.

Monkey!

Kubo!

Monkey, wait.

He wasn’t trying to hurt me.

He just wanted.

Hanzo.

Hanzo?

Hanzo.

I still think

I’m gonna stab him.

Why must you always assume the worst?

Pardon me for not trusting this giant, spiky, insect-monster that just kidnapped you.

Hanzo.

Yes,

I remember him.

I think, maybe, he was my master.

What?

What did you say?

We had a crest.

A samurai crest.

Have you seen this crest before?

This is a miracle.

You have our robes.

You’re wearing our robes!

Why are you wearing our robes?

He doesn’t have to answer your questions.

Anyway, who are you?

Many years ago,

I was cursed.

Trapped in this cursed state.

Cursed to wander the Far Lands.

Cursed or curs-ed.

No comrades, no master.

Not even a name or a single memory of the noble warrior I once was.

You used to be a man?

No, not just any man.

A samurai.

I mean,

I’m pretty certain.

Look, I had the stuff.I mean,

I’m either a samurai or a really bad hoarder.

Either way, inside my thorax

beats the heart of a warrior.

If you have no memory, how can

you be certain of anything?

Because I get flashes.

They come about from objects

I find on my travels.

Sometimes it’s a sound.

Ora smell.

You must get a lot of flashes.

The memories, they fade.

And all I’m left with is the sense that I was once part of something much greater.

Monkey, can I tell him?

I really don’t think that’s a good idea.

He has a right.

Absolutely not.

But.

I.

No “buts.

” No!

What?

Tell me what?

Hanzo was my father.

Kubo!

This is a miracle.

I have found the son of my master.

Don’t even.

Oh.

Whatever brings you to these lands, whatever your quest,

it is now my quest, too.

I will join you, and I will give

my life for you, if necessary.

Wow.

You will?

What?

Do you think that’s possible?

Look, kid, I mean, I know how these quests go.

People die all the time.

They drop like flies.

That doesn’t matter.

‘Cause I have a feeling

this is my destiny.

No, it isn’t!

We can’t trust anything you say, because you can’t trust anything you say.

We don’t know anything about you.

Monkey, you said it yourself.

Our quest is a difficult one.

A samurai, even a cursed one with no memory, that looks like a bug, could be helpful.

Yes, lam certain

I could be helpful.

Indispensable.

In what way?

Firing an arrow into a wall is hardly what I call.

Impressive.

Oh, look at that.

Literally, the first time I’ve ever done it.

Just tell me of our quest, and I will quickly demonstrate my numerous indispensabilities.

Well, that’s kind of a long story.

You’ve got my attention.

I promise I won’t even blink.

I actually don’t think

I even can blink.

Do I have eyelids?

Fine.

Walk and talk.

Hanzo has found a path.