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2. Hi. Welcome to the show. My name's
Howard Moon. This is Vince Noir.
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3. - All right?
- This week, the tricky subject of death.
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4. Whoa, there.
I know what you're thinking. Don't.
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5. This will give me, as an actor,
a lot of room to stretch myself,
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6. dig deep and bring out
some of those darker truths we all share.
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7. It's not just gonna be Howard's boring
acting. There'll be music, adventure,
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8. and some outlandish special effects.
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9. Not as outlandish as they would be had
you not spent the budget on your hair.
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10. My hair's an intrinsic ingredient
to this show.
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11. - Do you need 15 people working on it?
- At least.
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12. Two for fringe, one for feathering,
one for height, circumference.
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13. - Circumference?
- Hair circumference.
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14. There's a lot to think about. If my barnet
doesn't look right, people get furious.
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15. - They tune out immediately.
- You underestimate my acting.
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16. - I don't think so.
- I don't need a hairdo. I do my own hair.
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17. - Council does your hair.
- The camera loves me. It's the way it is.
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18. - The camera loves me, I think you'll find.
- Just get off.
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19. Now I'd like to prepare you with
a small speech from Hamlet. Thanks.
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20. "Death, the undiscover'd country
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21. "from whose bourn no traveller returns,
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22. "puzzles the will, and makes us
rather bear those ills we have..."
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23. Basically, he's gonna be doing this
throughout the show,
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24. so if you get bored, just press the red
button on your remote control, yeah?
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25. You can see me dressed as a hedgehog,
dancing away, grooving around.
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26. - What's going on?
- Nothing.
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27. Enjoy the show.
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28. ..to the world of The Mighty Boosh!
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29. "To die, to sleep;
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30. "To sleep perchance to dream:
Ay, there's the rub;
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31. "For in that sleep of death,
what dreams may come?"
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32. Can you pipe down?
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33. Bollo's not well. He don't want to hear
that bleak imagery. He's got a fever.
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34. Let me explain something to you, Vince.
Death's nothing to be afraid of.
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35. It's natural. The important thing is to be
prepared. Face it with dignity and poise.
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36. Be ready for it like me.
I'm ready for death.
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37. When Death comes knocking for me,
I'll welcome him.
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38. He'll knock thrice.
"Come in," I'll say. "Sit yourself down.
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39. - "Do you want a cup of tea?"
- Tea?
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40. - I imagine Death as a coffee drinker.
- I'd offer him a range of hot beverages.
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41. - Would you stretch to a latte?
- You bet. Whatever he wants, he gets.
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42. - What if he doesn't want a hot drink?
- I'd do a frappuccino.
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43. All the benefits of a cool drink
but with a caffeine boost.
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44. - Does he get a small ltalian biscuit?
- Don't be foolish.
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45. He's trying to lose weight.
It's a joke.
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46. He's a skeleton. Get it?
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47. if he was a skeleton, he'd munch them
and they'd crumble through his rib cage.
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48. Ooh, crumble through. Crumble through.
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49. Look. One thing. Don't get too close
to the animals, Vince, cos they die.
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50. It's the first rule of zookeeping.
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51. - What about you and Jack Cooper?
- What about me and Jack?
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52. Me and Jack are acquaintances. We got
close, too close, some people said.
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53. - I don't know what the rumours were.
- That you were bumming him.
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54. Yeah, whatever.
Stupid rumours. Childish. Not true.
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55. - Whatever they were.
- You were bumming him.
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56. I know what the rumours were.
Not true. OK?
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57. The point is, don't get too close to Bollo
cos he's on his way out.
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58. I'm going now.
You're getting on my nerves.
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59. - Is that what they're saying about me?
- No. You're the man round here.
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60. - They're just rumours.
- See ya later.
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61. See ya.
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62. - All right, Jack?
- Get away from me, right?
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63. Ah, Moon. Walk and talk with me.
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64. We see eye to eye, huh? You and me?
I'm your boss man.
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65. But I'm also your friend.
But I'm not your wife.
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66. But we have made massively violent
love. Did I say that out loud?
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67. - What do you want, Mr Fossil?
- I have a problem.
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68. It's to do with the little man,
the squashed-in French man.
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69. The naked little squashed-up hairy boy.
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70. You know, with the hand feet.
The brown little hand-foot man.
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71. - The gorilla.
- Yeah. Wait. Say that again.
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72. Gorilla.
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73. Anyway, the old lady that sponsors the...
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74. - Gorilla.
- ... is coming today,
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75. and if she sees him knocking on
death's door, lying around like a box,
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76. she ain't gonna pay me Bo Diddley.
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77. - What do you want me to do?
- I want you to dress as a...
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78. - Gorilla.
- You know, eat a banana...
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79. dance around, kick some hay.
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80. I'm not doing that. I'm a man.
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81. I knew that. Man.
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82. I've got dignity and poise.
I'm not dressing as a gorilla.
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83. Well, if you don't,
all the animals will go poor,
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84. and they won't be able to afford
toboggans or sausages.
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85. See you later, Mr Fossil.
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86. It's just as well, Moon.
You can't act anyway.
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87. - What did you say?
- I said you can't act.
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88. Get me an ape suit,
four bananas and a hot towel.
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89. Come on, Bollo. You'll pull through.
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90. Vince, my time is now. Death is near.
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91. - I can sense him.
- Don't speak like that, Bollo.
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92. Do not be afraid, my child.
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93. The important thing
is that we had a good life.
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94. - Yeah.
- Good times.
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95. Yeah. We had great times.
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96. Great times, Bollo.
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97. Great moments. You know, they can't
take those moments away from you.
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98. Who can't?
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99. The moment stealers?
Something Howard used to say.
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100. Hey, Vince. Will you do me a favour
when I'm dead?
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101. Anything.
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102. Find Howard. Slap him in the face.
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103. - The man's a fool.
- OK.
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104. - Vince?
- Yeah?
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105. - Your hair looks good today.
- Thanks.
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106. Yours looks good too.
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107. Not as good as mine, obviously.
You've got a few split ends.
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108. I could sort that out for you, though.
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109. You are my friend, Vince.
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110. Yeah.
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111. - What are you doing?
- Oh, sorry.
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112. I thought you'd gone.
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113. Not quite yet.
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114. Sorry.
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115. I'm terribly sorry about that, old lady.
Have a nice day.
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116. Um... I do want that towel back.
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117. What the hell was that all about, Moon?
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118. What? You wanted an ape,
I gave you an ape. A real ape.
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119. You threw your crap at her.
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120. I'm a method actor. When you hire me,
you don't get two-dimensional slices.
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121. You get three-dimensional truth nuggets.
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122. Luckily, she wrote a cheque before
your truth nuggets hit her in the face.
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123. Now watch it, Moon, or I'll be all over you
like a nun sandwich.
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124. Yeah. You'd better believe
I'm a good actor.
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125. I got the moves.
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126. Huh!
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127. Can I help you?
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128. Right...
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129. Vince, I suddenly feel much better.
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130. Hello?
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131. - What is it, mate?
- Hi. Where are we going?
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132. I'm taking you to Monkey Hell.
So sit back, relax and enjoy the view.
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133. - Monkey Hell?
- Yeah, mate.
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134. - Yeah, there might have been a mistake.
- Ha-ha! That's what they all say.
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135. "There's been a mistake.
It's not my time. I'm not ready to die."
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136. Just chill out, squire.
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137. Yeah... The thing is, I'm not a monkey.
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138. I'm a man in a monkey suit.
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139. Dear, oh, dear. I've heard some excuses
in my time. That is priceless.
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140. Oh, I don't believe this.
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141. Sorry.
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142. Reaper to Colin. Reaper to Colin.
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143. Colin here.
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144. I've been a right flapjack. I've gone
and picked up the wrong geezer.
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145. - Oh, not again.
- It weren't my fault this time.
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146. He's dressed as an ape in the ape
enclosure. What am I supposed to do?
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147. - All right. Better drop him off here.
- Nice one.
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148. - How's your Pauline?
- All right. She's dead. How's yours?
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149. She's dead. She's all right, though.
Talks all day. Blah-blah-blah.
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150. She said...
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151. All right, listen up.
I'm taking you back to head office.
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152. I ain't happy with you.
I live right near Monkey Hell.
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153. It's put an extra 40 minutes
on my journey, you peanut.
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154. Sorry.
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155. All right, boys? Oi, Bobby.
Where's my tenner?
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156. - Hey, Neville.
- All right?
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157. Pick up at Swiss Cottage.
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158. - All right, Colin. How's your Pauline?
- All right. How's yours?
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159. - She's all right.
- Is this the geezer?
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160. - This is him.
- Um... Where are we, exactly?
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161. - You're in limbo, mate.
- And where's that?
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162. It's neither here nor there, is it?
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163. All right. I'll make a few calls,
see what I can do.
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164. - Thanks, Colin. Much appreciated.
- I'm a Cockney.
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165. - Have a seat, mate.
- What's happening?
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166. - We're waiting for Head Office to decide.
- Whether I can go back?
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167. No, whether you go to Monkey Hell
or Monkey Heaven.
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168. - But I'm not a monkey.
- Look. You're dead, I've told you.
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169. Try and accept it. Come on,
you'll be all right. I'll make a cup of tea.
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170. Cheers.
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171. - Sugar?
- No, thanks. Actually, two. May as well.
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172. Four. Make it eight. Sod it.
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173. All right, mate.
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174. Death, nothingness, oblivion.
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175. No more
will I look upon my sweet friends.
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176. - No more will l...
- Oi, you bony nonce!
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177. Oh, Death.
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178. Oi, mate. I'd pipe down with that sort of
stuff. Bit of a sports crowd in here.
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179. Anyway, it's not strictly true,
what you were saying.
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180. Let me show you something.
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181. This is the mirror of life.
You can see anything in here.
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182. - Have a look at your funeral, if you want.
- Really?
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183. Oh, yeah.
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184. Wow. So many people.
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185. No, that's a Woodstock DVD.
This is your funeral.
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186. Wow. So many people.
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187. Anno dominus,
vomitus erectus etceteras.
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188. We are gathered here today
to bury Howard Moon.
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189. Er... We don't know how it happened.
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190. We do know, however,
that when he died he was dressed as a...
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191. - Gorilla.
- Here to say a few words about him,
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192. perhaps the closest person to him
here at the Zooniverse,
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193. Vince Noir.
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194. - Hey, Vince. I'm a priest.
- Couldn't you get a real priest?
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195. I didn't know how to get one.
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196. - Hey, you got one of these?
- What is that?
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197. - Talk box.
- Talk box?
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198. - Yeah.
- No.
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199. Oh...
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200. Gorilla.
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201. - Give it to me.
- It's got all my words on it.
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202. You can have it back at the end.
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203. Talk box.
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204. Howard Moon was a good friend of mine.
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205. He was a passionate man, and he liked
to work closely with the animals,
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206. too closely, some said.
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207. - You hear that, Jack?
- Shut your face.
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208. Howard's other passion in life was jazz.
Howard loved jazz.
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209. He asked me to play Blue Train
by John Coltrane at his funeral.
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210. I couldn't really find that. Sorry, Howard.
But I found another song about a train.
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211. I hope it'll do just as well.
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212. Peep-peep!
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213. All right, lads. Back to work.
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214. - Am I entitled to a phone call?
- You ain't been arrested.
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215. - There must be something you can do.
- I shouldn't do this...
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216. but seeing as there's been a mix-up,
I'll tell you what I'll do.
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217. - I'll throw you in a haunting.
- A haunting? What does that entail?
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218. Anything you want, really. Some people
visit their dear mums to say goodbye.
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219. Other people frighten their enemies.
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220. Some people pick up cups and make
them float around by their own volition.
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221. Woooo!
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222. - Never understood that one.
- I want to see my mate Vince.
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223. - The geezer with the fab hairdo?
- Yeah.
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224. OK. It's a tricky procedure, this,
transporting you back.
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225. So get your limbs moving. Loosen
yourself up. Lovely. Sort of dance.
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226. That's lovely. Really grind your booty.
Go on. Bit more sexual.
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227. Pout a little bit. Bit more.
Here, boys. Check this out.
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228. I've had it with you, faceless mother...
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229. Bollo, when Howard was alive,
he was always banging on about jazz.
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230. Now that he's dead,
I feel like I wanna give it a go.
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231. I've got his old records here.
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232. Rubbish.
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233. There's no way.
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234. - Smash it to bits.
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235. Vince Noir. It is l, Howard Moon.
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236. Howard. I thought you were dead.
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237. I am dead, you idiot.
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238. What's happened to my records?
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239. - Bollo smashed them up.
- You've got to help me.
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240. Are you really a ghost? That is genius.
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241. - What's that?
- I thought I could put my hand through.
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242. - No. You spent the budget on your hair.
- Sorry about that.
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243. It is looking good.
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244. We've got three minutes.
Listen up. Pay attention.
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245. - Right. Sorry.
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246. Hey, Leroy. How's it going?
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247. It was mental. It was a free bar.
I stayed all night. Yeah.
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248. You won't believe this, right?
Guess what. Howard's haunting me.
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249. He died last week. No, he did.
Have a word. You've got to have a word.
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250. - It's Leroy.
- I haven't got time.
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251. - Have a word. He doesn't believe you.
- Hello, Leroy. Yeah.
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252. I'm not... Keep the CDs.
I don't need them back.
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253. Yeah, thanks. Bye.
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254. Speak to you later. Cheers.
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255. You've got to help me, OK? I'm in limbo.
Help me or I go to Monkey Hell.
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256. - I don't need that.
- Are you really dead, Howard?
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257. Yes. I know it's a shock.
Death comes to us all.
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258. But I'm not afraid. It's the natural cycle.
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259. We got old, we lose our hair, we die.
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260. - But I've been taken before my time.
- What did you say?
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261. - I've been taken before my time.
- No, the stuff about the hair.
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262. - We lose our hair, we die.
- I've got to do something about this.
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263. - I'll see Naboo. He'll know what to do.
- Yeah, please.
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264. I'll be in limbo.
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265. Hey, Naboo.
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266. - Who's this?
- That's Pete.
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267. - Is he a shaman too?
- No, he works in Dixons.
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268. Right. Naboo, you've got to help me.
Something weird happened.
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269. Howard came back from the dead. He
said old people lose their hair. Is it true?
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270. - Yeah, that's true.
- No way. I can't have that.
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271. Have you got any lotions or potions?
Anything?
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272. I've seen this being done. You're
extracting the resin from its belly.
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273. No, it's not that. I just don't like this frog.
I'm giving him a squeeze.
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274. Now, this is Naboo's Miracle Wax.
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275. Put this in your hair and it'll make
each follicle as strong as a horse's leg.
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276. Brilliant. Thanks, Naboo.
You're a Peruvian genius.
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277. Also, I've got to rescue
Howard from limbo.
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278. - There's a mirror just there.
- Thanks, Naboo.
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279. I feel much better. Thing is, though,
what am I gonna do about Howard?
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280. Can you still get a discount
on that digital camera?
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281. No, but if you buy a 64 megabyte card,
you get a second one half-price.
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282. - What about a SCART to Phono lead?
- I'll chuck one of those in.
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283. Want a strap?
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284. Yeah, all right.
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285. Oh, my God... It's a floating cup!
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286. For the love of Yahweh, make it stop!
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287. Aaahhh!
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288. Welcome to the Mirror World!
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289. Who are you?
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290. I am Mr Susan, guardian of the mirrors.
What do you seek, stranger?
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291. I'm just looking for my mate Howard.
He's in limbo.
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292. Ah. Limbo, bimbo.
One of these mirrors does lead to limbo.
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293. But only one. You must choose wisely.
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294. For there are over 17 mirrors
in the Mirror World.
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295. Mirror World?
It's not really a Mirror World, is it?
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296. It's more of a small room.
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297. What? Well, no. It isn't large, but a mirror
will make a room appear larger.
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298. And anyway, you fail to take into account
my mirror balls.
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299. Look at them shine.
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300. Look at them shine.
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301. Look at them shine.
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302. Look at them shine. Oh!
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303. Look at them shinin'. Oh, it's cold!
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304. That's enough. Now, it is time to choose,
but choose wisely.
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305. For if you choose wrongly,
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306. you will replace me here in Mirror World
for all eternity
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307. with nothing but your own reflection
for company.
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308. Sounds all right to me.
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309. What? Staring at your own reflection
forever?
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310. Sounds great.
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311. if you look over there,
you can see your hair from every angle.
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312. How cool is that?
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313. Oh, vanity. I too was vain like you.
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314. Let me tell you the story of how
I came to be in this mirrored prison.
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315. I haven't really got time for this,
Freddy Fabrics. I've got to get to limbo.
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316. My name is Mr Susan. And now
it is time for you to do the choosin'.
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317. Oh, shit.
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318. - Is this limbo?
- Who are you?
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319. I've got to find my mate Howard.
Tall, moustache.
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320. You just missed him.
I took him to Monkey Hell.
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321. - I have to get there. Can you take me?
- I've just come back from there.
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322. - Ain't there no one else to take him?
- Sorry, mate. I'm understaffed as it is.
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323. - I'm running a skeleton crew.
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324. - This is you, here, mate.
- Oh, great. Can you wait for us?
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325. - I'll keep the meter running.
- I won't be long.
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326. You say that, but it ain't up to you.
It's up to the head honcho.
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327. - Who?
- The Ape of Death.
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328. Howard Moon. You are to be thrown
into the pit of eternal fire.
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329. - (Ape) For heinous crimes.
- But Bollo led a clean life.
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330. Yeah, but you bummed that fox.
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331. That's just a rumour.
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332. No smoke without fire, which you'll be
seeing quite a bit of from here on in.
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333. Everyone's a comedian here, aren't they?
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334. Shut your pie hole. Now prepare to die.
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335. - Aren't I already dead?
- Well, it hurts more the second time.
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336. Prepare to be cast
into the eternal flames.
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337. Wait!
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338. - Who are you?
- I'm Vince Noir.
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339. There's been a mix-up.
You can't burn him.
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340. - Who's going to stop me?
- I am.
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341. Well, I appreciate the gesture, but
a bit of a wasted journey that, wasn't it?
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342. Did you bring anything,
like a gun or... a fork?
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343. Enough. Now you shall burn. You
and your wife with the ridiculous hair.
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344. Ridiculous hair? Have you seen yours?
It's like split ends central.
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345. - Shut up.
- Look at it. It's an auburn fuzz.
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346. - Shut your gob!
- It's ridiculous, like a ginger ballbag.
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347. Shut up, I said!
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348. I've always had problems with my hair,
even as a child.
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349. It's not curly, it's not straight,
it's somewhere in-between.
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350. if I wash it, it becomes too dry.
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351. if I leave it, it becomes too greasy.
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352. I can't do a thing with it.
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353. Listen, have you heard of product,
straighteners, finishing gel?
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354. Finishing gel?
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355. What is finishing gel?
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356. Where have you been? I could
sort your hair out in six minutes.
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357. Why didn't you tell me about this?
Davy, Nemo?
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358. You can do this for me?
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359. This is sheer liquid wonderment.
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360. For this smashing gift,
I shall set you both free.
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361. Thank you.
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362. Don't thank me.
Thank Naboo's Miracle Wax.
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363. Look at me. I'm so confident
and feel strong and super sexy.
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364. Hit it!
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365. - I thought you were dead.
- I rescued him from the edge of death.
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366. You want a chocolate fruitcake
with beans on it? Get to work.
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367. God, I've missed him.
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368. I never thought I'd miss the old place,
but it's good to be back.
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369. - It worked out in the end.
- It's back to normal.
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370. The balance has been restored.
I'll get you back for that cab, as well.
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371. - It was 110 Euros.
- How much?
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372. - We went to hell and back.
- Did you get a receipt?
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373. - I forgot.
- I could have claimed that back.
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374. There you have it.
I hope you enjoyed the show.
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375. We have just enough time for me
to squeeze in a small, powerful speech.
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376. Thanks.
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377. Thus conscience
does make cowards of us all,
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378. and thus the native hue of resolution
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379. is sicklied o'er
with the pale cast of thought.
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380. And enterprises of great pith
and moment...
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