1. I am in the midst of negotiations
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2. and build high-end condos.
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3. What does Fischoeder say about that?
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4. You work on him, convince him to sell.
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5. "Carousel no longer in service"?
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6. "Newer, better,
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7. That's how you lock your sister
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8. - to a wooden horse.
- Yeah.
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9. I'm not ever selling this wharf.
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10. What?
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11. Have you ever pooped out a key?
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12. No. Um... dice.
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13. Glad you like this rotten old wharf
so much,
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14. 'cause it's where they're going to find
your rotten old bodies.
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15. Oh, God. This is bad.
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16. Ow. These ropes are tight.
This is really bad.
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17. There's no point in making us
uncomfortable before you kill us, Felix.
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18. - What happened to common courtesy?
- Stop talking! Keep being scared.
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19. Oh, just shoot us already, for God's sake.
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20. The suspense is boring me.
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21. What? No! Don't. What are you doing?
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22. I'm calling his bluff, Bob.
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23. Come on, pull the trigger, you big baby.
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24. I'm not a baby! I'm a big boy!
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25. - A big, dangerous boy!
- Baby.
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26. - Stop it!
- Baby.
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27. - Stop it!
- Come on, baby!
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28. - Stop teasing him.
- I can't help it.
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29. He's incapable of doing anything right
on his own.
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30. Stop saying that! I'm sick of it! Calvin.
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31. Calvin, I've lived too long
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32. to just shoot you.
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33. You're gonna die slowly,
tied to the pier you love so much.
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34. I don't love it.
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35. You see way up there above your head?
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36. That's where the water's gonna be
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37. I see.
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38. You'll watch the tide come in
before you drown,
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39. which will give you time to think
how all this could have been avoided
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40. if you'd just stayed on track
and sold the wharf with me.
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41. - Oh, God.
- Now I have to kill you
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42. and inherit your stupid voting share
and do what you wouldn't do.
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43. You'll just be some dead guy
getting eaten by crabs,
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44. and I'll be Mr. Fischoeder.
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45. Me, not you!
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46. You'll be Calvin... Crabs,
the stupidest dead person in the world.
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47. Well said.
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48. Well, I just wanna say, you are already
the important Fischoeder to me, Felix.
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49. - I've always felt—
- Bob. I see what you're doing.
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50. I see what you're going for,
but I'm mad at you, too.
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51. Plus, you gotta kill the witness.
Everyone knows that.
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52. - That is true.
- Don't agree with him.
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53. Now, if you'll excuse me,
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54. I have to get up there
and start living my new amazing life
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55. as Felix Fischoeder, the condo king
with a dark secret and a girlfriend.
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56. - Okay.
- Oh, God.
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57. Please, Mr. Fischoeder, do something.
I have kids.
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58. Oh, come on, Bob.
Those kids aren't that great.
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59. Felix, come back!
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60. I will, later.
I'll see you when you're dead. Bye-bye.
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61. Help!
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62. Well, now thanks to your father,
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63. we aren't getting any new condos
in this dumb town.
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64. No new money
and no Bob's Burgers on the Beach.
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65. Nope. Just back to our boring,
crappy lives
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66. in this stinky, poopy,
run-down shantytown by the sea.
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67. Where is Dad, anyway?
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68. I haven't seen him for like 45 minutes.
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69. Do you think he has a separate Dad pad?
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70. Maybe he's back at the restaurant.
That's where I always picture him.
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71. Hmm. No Bob.
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72. I guess we'll open up for dinner
without him.
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73. Maybe he's out partying
with Mr. Fischoeder, his new buddy.
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74. Big boys' night out, I guess. Oof.
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75. We can have a girls' night in.
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76. I have a great new nail polish
I've been dying to try.
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77. It's called "clear."
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78. Sure, if you wanna look like a prostitute.
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79. Fanny, there's my silly skunk.
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80. No. Get away from me. Get off.
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81. Sweetie, I know you're upset, but listen.
I took care of everything.
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82. The condos are back on, all right?
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83. So, I will just put my arm
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84. - Uh-uh.
- Fanny! I just said...
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85. ahem, I took care of everything.
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86. So, I'm getting my recording studio
and my nightclub?
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87. Yes! Damn it! I took care of it!
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88. - Don't yell at me.
- Sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm— Oh, God.
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89. You know, I'm having a stressful day.
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90. Don't care.
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91. Hey, let's walk around
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92. - Okay.
- How about over there?
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93. - No.
- Okay.
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94. - How about... You like that location?
- Mm-mm.
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95. - Right. Let's look to our left now.
I don't like any of them.
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96. Quit squirming around, Bob.
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97. Do you have worms?
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98. 'Cause I do,
and you're making them crazy.
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99. I'm trying to get my phone
out of my back pocket.
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100. I can't reach it.
Mr. Fischoeder, you need to get it for me.
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101. Oh, all right.
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102. Ooh. Ooh.
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103. - That's unfortunate.
- What is?
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104. - Your butt.
- Oh. Sorry?
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105. Up here, you're okay,
but down here, it gets bad.
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106. - Okay, just pull the phone out.
- Okay.
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107. - Flip it open.
- Really? You have a flip phone?
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108. Yes. It works fine to make calls,
and that's what phones are for.
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109. Nonsense, Bob.
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110. Phones are for playing tiny games
about fruit on.
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111. Just hit the call button, Mr. Fischoeder.
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112. - It'll dial Linda since I called her last.
- Ah.
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113. - Hello?
- She answered. Linda! Linda!
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114. Hello, Linda.
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115. Bob? I can't hear you, hon.
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116. Linda!
- It's loud. I think he's at a bar.
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117. - I'm gonna kill him.
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118. What's that laughing? What is... Bob?
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119. Linda, listen.
Felix tied us up under the pier.
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120. Call the police.
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121. I think he butt-dialed you.
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122. Yup, that's his butt's voice.
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123. Dad, it's Tina. Are you at a party?
Are there boys there?
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124. Bob, you're wasting all our minutes,
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125. so, you'd better be out
buying more minutes. Bye.
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126. I still can't hear you.
He's pocket-dialing me again.
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127. Lin, don't hang up. No, no, no—
Try her again.
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128. I think we're coming off
a little desperate.
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129. We are desperate.
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130. Bob, I'm putting your butt on silent,
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131. Who wants ice cream?
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132. No! No, no!
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133. Ooh, that's chilly.
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134. That 911 operator did not like us, Bob.
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135. No one can hear us.
They thought we were prank-calling.
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136. Maybe we could text 911.
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137. - Can that sad little thing text?
- Sort of.
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138. Oh, we could text Linda.
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139. It'll be hard, but let's try it.
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140. Yeah, it's hard.
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141. I can't really see what I'm typing.
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142. I'm just pressing on the phone.
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143. Wow, the tide is coming in fast.
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144. It's the same speed it always comes in.
Don't blame this on the ocean, Bob.
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145. Hey, what are you looking at?
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146. My boobs are up here.
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147. Oh, sorry, babe. I...
There they are, Milo and Otis.
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148. No, that one's Milo, that one's Otis.
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149. Mom, you got a text. You're blowing up.
What's your secret?
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150. Maybe it's Jimmy Jr. texting you to ask
what I'm doing for the rest of my life.
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151. He's gonna be pretty disappointed
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152. It's from your dad.
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153. "Help I'm tired yo." What?
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154. Of course he's tired. He's so old.
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155. Your father doesn't say "yo."
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156. The only time he ever said "yo" was when
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157. Maybe that's not what he meant to type.
Maybe it's autocorrected.
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158. Oh, yeah. Like that time I texted Mom
that I was super horny
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159. when I was really super hungry.
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160. Why would I be horny? I'm not an antelope.
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161. I wonder what his text was supposed to be.
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162. What if it was something
that'd make us LOL?
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163. Well, let's figure it out. Should be easy.
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164. Dad doesn't know that many words.
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165. We gotta get that phone.
I'll try to get it with my foot.
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166. Oh, look at those nimble,
hairy little toe-men go.
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167. - What the hell was that?
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168. I think I took a picture,
and I think I sent it.
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169. I hope you got my best side.
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170. - I'm talking about my wiener bulge.
- Stop.
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171. Are you wearing my bike lock
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172. Kind of?
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173. Well, it's very flattering.
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174. It makes your head look safe.
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175. Now he sent me a weird picture.
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176. I'm starting to get a little worried
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177. Let me see that.
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178. Just looks like a white blob to me.
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179. Look who's talking.
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180. Oh, that's Mr. Fischoeder's butt.
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181. How do you know
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182. - I have a photographic butt memory.
- Oh, yeah.
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183. Wait. What's that thing?
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184. Could be a rope or maybe a breadstick?
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185. Ah! They stole my idea
for breadstick ropes.
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186. I think I got it.
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187. I'm getting it up your leg.
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188. - Grab it. Grab it.
- Oh, but it's all footy.
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189. Grab it.
If it drops in the water, it's over.
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190. Fine.
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191. Okay, the autocorrect suggestions
for "tired" and "yo" are up there.
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192. Now we match them up
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193. Maybe he meant "I cried, y'all."
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194. Why is he now Southern?
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195. Could it be...
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196. "I tried blow"?
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197. We were gonna do that together. Just once.
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198. Oh, my God. Teddy was right.
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199. - I knew it! Wait, about what?
- About the picture, the rope.
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200. "Tired yo" is "tied up."
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201. Dad's tied up somewhere!
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202. He's in a meeting.
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203. And he's going to be there for a while.
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204. I hope this is working.
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205. I tried to write,
"Felix has us under the pier."
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206. I'm not sure I got it all,
but it should be close. Hit send.
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207. Are you sure? Are you going to yell at me?
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208. - Just hit send.
- Okay.
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209. - Oh, no! Oh, no!
- Oh! Aha!
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210. Well, who gets to yell at whom now?
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211. Oh, my God. Did you hit send?
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Let's talk about something else.
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213. I spy with my little eye
one large cloud shaped like a camel.
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214. - Right there.
- Where?
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- That one, yes.
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216. Oh, my God, who's got my Bobby tied up?
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217. Let's think. Who are Dad's enemies?
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218. - Time, gravity, toothpaste...
- Jimmy Pesto.
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219. Eh, Jimmy's got an alibi,
which is...
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220. he is dumb.
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221. It's from Dad.
It says, "Fix got under seven seven,"
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222. then a shrimp emoji and the word "Pierre."
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223. Oh, God,
someone named Pierre's got him tied up,
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224. and he's force-feeding him shrimp!
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225. - Okay, everyone, stand back.
- Help! Help!
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226. You have to pull yourself together!
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227. You have two children and a Louise
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228. Okay, okay. Stop slapping me.
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230. Wait. Guys, there's a restaurant
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231. and they serve shrimp and breadsticks.
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232. - Breadsticks!
- They're all right. They're not great.
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233. Quick, Mom, let's close the restaurant
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234. Hang on, Dad. Here we come.
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235. And hang on, shrimp. Here comes Gene.
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237. With the water this high,
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238. without being embarrassed.
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239. - Oh, that's warm.
- Yeah.
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240. - You doing that?
- I'm doing it.
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242. No, I'll do the talking,
you do the roughing up.
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243. I'll eat the shrimp.
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244. - I'll watch Gene eat the shrimp.
- And I'll look around for clues.
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245. But if any of those clues are shrimp,
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246. Hello. Welcome to Pierre's.
Table for, what do we have, five?
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247. Yeah. We're not here to eat.
We're looking for this guy.
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248. His name's Bob, and you kidnapped him!
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249. Let me at him! Give me back my son!
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250. I don't have your—
What are you... Please!
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251. Let me look at the toilet picture again.
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252. You got a lot of nerve, buddy.
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253. Ow! Can't breathe.
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254. Seeing... spots.
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255. Don't want to die.
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256. - Wow, that guy really fainted.
- And barfed.
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257. I feel bad. He got really upset there.
All we're trying to do is talk to him.
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258. But he still gave me shrimp.
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259. And he said come back anytime.
What a class act.
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260. Well, what do we do now?
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261. Yep. Uh-huh.
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262. What is it? What is it?
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263. - I think I know where Bob is.
- Where?
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265. These are drunk texts.
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266. - I know them when I see them.
- Oh.
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267. Look, here are 87 texts I sent
to my ex-wife last night.
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268. What do you think I meant by
"I'm sorry I'm not sorry"?
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269. Well, Bosco was no help.
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270. We gotta face facts.
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271. No one cares about Dad except us.
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272. - And me.
- And Tina.
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273. Time to split up and search.
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274. If we want to find him, we're gonna
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275. Does anyone have anything of his
we can smell?
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276. - I have his jeans.
- We all have his genes.
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277. No, I have his jeans.
I cut them into shorts.
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278. Oh, come on, like you're not all wearing
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280. Wow, wow, wow.
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281. I didn't think he'd go through with it.
Where's your family?
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282. - Why aren't they looking for us?
- I don't know.
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283. Maybe they didn't get our texts.
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284. Well, things are bad, Bob.
Things are very bad.
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285. - Oh, yeah. Nice.
- Thanks.
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that Dad was missing,
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288. We could end up with just Mom.
No offense, Mom.
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289. No, no, we need your dad.
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290. You kids are a two-adult,
two-bottle-of-wine-a-night job. Ugh.
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291. Where the hell is he?
He didn't just disappear.
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292. Oh, hey, look. There's Felix.
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293. We gotta warn him his brother's in danger.
Felix! Felix!
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294. - Linda! What are you doing here?
- We got these weird texts from Bob.
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295. We think he's with your brother. You see?
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296. My daughter says that's probably his butt.
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297. - Definitely.
- Definitely his butt.
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298. - Look, okay?
- What?
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299. I mean, look, I'm trying
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300. but I don't know where he is! Okay?
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301. Ahem. Linda, Linda, Linda.
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302. Bob and my brother are probably just,
right at this moment, terrified.
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303. - What?
- Gasping for...
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304. - What?
- Gasping for what? Cheese?
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305. - You are sweating a lot, Felix.
- You are moist.
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306. - You don't know how moist I usually am.
- You feeling okay?
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308. Calvin! What have I done?
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309. I recognize that sound.
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310. From the phone call. He's here!
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311. Bob's right here somewhere.
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312. Hey, where'd Felix go?
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313. Why is Felix going down under the pier?
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314. I need him to pay for this hot dog.
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315. Do you have any money?
How about you? Little one.
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316. How about you, Glasses? No?
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318. "Pierre" is "pier."
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319. Bob's under the pier! Oh, my God!
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320. We need three pedal boats, and hurry!
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321. Well, if you want a fast boat,
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322. I know it's counterintuitive—
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324. Now, you need to wear a life vest.
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325. Move it, chump!
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326. Enjoy your time on the water.
It's beautiful.
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327. Dad, if you're dying, don't!
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328. It's not your time, Dad!
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329. I want to put you in a nursing home
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330. You've gotta teach me to shave!
Everywhere!
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331. Hey! Someone's coming! Over here!
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332. Over here—
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333. It's Felix! I knew it!
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334. Oh, no. No, no, no.
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335. I knew he didn't have the ball—
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337. I'm here to save you.
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338. Oh. Hurry up, then. Untie us.
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341. No, no, no. That's a bad plan, Felix.
Bad plan.
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342. He's too chicken to jump in.
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343. Oh, my God,
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344. Yeah, and I'm not chicken.
I'm— It's just the water's choppy.
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345. Bobby!
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- Dad!
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349. Oh, come on!
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350. Someone, please hurry!
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351. Felix, what the hell is going on?
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352. I was gonna kill my brother so I could
sell the wharf and get you your nightclub,
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353. - but I can't do it.
- What?
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354. I'm going in.
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355. Uh-uh, Felix. Nobody move.
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356. - What?
Fanny, what are you doing?
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359. All of my life people have been telling me
what I can't do.
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360. "Fanny, you can't show your butt."
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361. "Fanny, you can't shoot people."
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362. - Today I'm gonna do both.
Oh, God.
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363. Shut up! I can't think.
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364. What else is new?
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365. Okay, Linda,
you and the kids get off your boats,
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366. get in the water and then drown.
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367. Can't we just do the first part
and splash around and have fun?
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368. Oh, come on, Fanny, I'm your gal pal.
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369. Shopping, right?
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370. No! Out!
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371. Kids, grab on to me. Use me to float.
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372. - Fanny, don't do this.
- Shut up, Felix.
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373. Just sit there and inherit his money.
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374. Okay, everyone start drowning... now.
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375. - Oh. Glub, glub, glub.
- Uh...
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376. Glug, glug.
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377. Ugh. You guys are so bad at drowning.
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378. I guess I'm gonna have to shoot you.
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380. Kids, I love you.
And, Linda, I love you, too.
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381. - Almost as much as the kids, but not...
- Oh, Bobby, I love you, too.
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383. I love you, Mom! And you, Dad!
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But that's just between us.
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385. I love everyone! I love you, Mom.
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386. - Oh, I love you, too, honey.
- What are they all doing?
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387. I have no idea.
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388. - I love you guys!
I love you, Dad!
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389. Oh, God, they're starting again.
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390. Okay, listen up.
I'm gonna shoot you first.
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391. - One... two...
- Bobby, no!
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392. - Fanny, wait!
- What?
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394. I would really like to hear
one of your songs.
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395. - Really?
- Oh, my God.
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396. So sweet. Which one?
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397. Uh, the one about the dancing?
And that's really loud?
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398. - "Dancing So Loud"?
- Yes!
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399. Well, that one's not really finished yet.
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400. - I'll sing "Mr. Dance-Floor." It's hot.
- Oh, good, good.
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401. - Linda, the piling.
What?
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402. The piling near Fanny, Lin.
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403. Ram that boat shaped like a turtle
into it.
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404. Oh, got it. Got it.
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405. - Show's over, Fanny.
- Hmm?
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406. Quick! Someone untie us!
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407. I'm coming for you, Bobby.
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408. I'm not that great at knots, but I'll try.
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409. - Aah...
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410. - Aah...
- Aah...
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411. Oh, thank God.
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412. Yay, Mom. Hmm?
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413. Oh, God. Swim away! Swim away!
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414. Everyone dive! Dive!
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415. Tina!
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416. Thank God,
you beautiful four-eyed son of a bitch.
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417. - Mom!
- There's my girls. Where's Gene?
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418. I'm over here, just doing my own thing.
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419. I'm fine! I'm fine.
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420. - Who cares?
- Grr.
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421. Where's my Bobby?
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422. You saved us, Linda.
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423. Thank God we live in a time
where women can learn to swim.
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424. A burial at sea.
It's what the carousel would've wanted.
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425. We talked about it a lot toward the end.
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426. - My little Fanny-apple!
- Uh-uh. My hair's wet.
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427. Where are they going?
- They're swim-running away!
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428. They're escaping to Mexico.
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429. Or whatever's across the water.
What's over there?
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430. So, I guess
they'll arrest Felix, too.
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431. No. I told them Fanny was responsible
for everything.
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432. - What?
- Look at him, Bob.
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433. We can't send him to jail.
He'd hate it there.
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434. - He tried to kill us.
- Not really.
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435. We were just, uh, wrestling.
Like brothers.
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436. - Wrestling?
- Tussling? Bonding. I don't know.
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437. - Oh, my God.
- Besides, he came back for us.
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438. - I told you he'd never go through with it.
- I'm gonna tell them.
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439. Hey, how about $4000?
Would that make you feel better?
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440. What? You can't put a price on my family.
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441. - Seven?
- Three.
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442. Two.
- One.
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443. - Blastoff!
- Will you give me a minute?
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444. Great. We'll forget the whole thing.
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445. - I didn't say—
- What a crazy day.
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446. God, I had cereal in the morning,
and by nighttime I'm getting murdered.
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447. Lin, I'm trying to work out
some money thing with Mr. Fischoeder—
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448. Uh-uh. You need a warm shower
and a hot meal, mister.
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449. Felix, I get one free punch.
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450. Come here. You know the rules.
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451. - Bob, I'm glad we found you.
- I'm glad, too, Lin.
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452. The Belchers are a land family.
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453. We should be together in a restaurant,
not under some dumb wharf.
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454. - Let's go home.
- It's not dumb.
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455. That's the wharf we saved, that Dad saved.
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456. And look how it thanks us.
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457. Well, it sort of saved us.
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458. We get it, Dad, you love the wharf.
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459. Ugh. I don't even wanna look at it.
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460. Oh, I'm gonna have a bottle of wine
and eat some croutons in bed.
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461. Yay, crouton party
in Mom and Dad's bed.
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462. No.
Yes!
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463. Oh, my God.
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