Rosa: THIS IS USELESS!

Rosa: I will never break the ice this way!

Rosa: I can barely move. I feel very weak. I must have lost a lot of blood. And it's freezing cold here, I've never felt like this before.

Rosa: And this chilling darkness! I can barely see anything!

Rosa: But I must look for something that could help me get out of here. A stone, a stick, a rod, anything.

Rosa: Wait a minute! What's that shiny thing there?

Rosa: And it's wearing a woolen cap!

Rosa: OH, HOLY GOD! NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY THE GREAT-GREAT-GRANDMOTHER ALWAYS COMES TO THIS PLACE!!!