1. Come with us now
on a journey through time and space.
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2. To the world of
"The Mighty Boosh".
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3. Ooh, now. Hello, Nelly.
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4. Mm-mm, Lady Vinyl.
Ow, chicka-chicka.
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5. - All right, what is it?
- Oh, what? This?
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6. Yeah, this is only the most valuable
jazz record in existence.
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7. - Voodoo Scat by Howling Jimmy Jeferson.
- Why's it in its own house?
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8. It's hermetically sealed, Vince,
in air from the 1950s.
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9. I've been saving 20 years for this
and it's finally arrived.
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10. - Go on, then, put it on.
- You don't play records like this.
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11. You'll widen the grooves, lower the value.
No, no.
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12. This is the only one -
handmade by Howling Jimmy himself.
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13. - Who?
- Howling Jimmy Jeferson,
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14. the inventor of jazz scat singing.
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15. Oh, scat! Out of all the aspects of jazz, scat
has got to be the worst, the main ofender.
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16. - You don't know what it is, do you?
- Not really, but when it comes on, I go red.
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17. Yeah. Let me demonstrate to you a little bit
of the power of jazz scat singing.
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18. Oh, I've got to get away from you.
You're a freak. I can feel myself going red.
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19. - Pick that up, would you?
- Pick what up?
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20. - Pick up the paperclip.
- It's just a paperclip.
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21. Paperclips live in
the paperclip tray.
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22. Blu Tack lives in the Blu Tack garden,
Sellotape upon the Sellotape tree.
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23. - Sellotape tree?
- The stickier the tape, the higher the branch.
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24. It's a simple system. Everything has
its own place in Stationery Village.
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25. All change, please.
Paperclip Castle.
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26. - You are so anal, Howard.
- Less of the backchat. Pick up the clip.
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27. I don't pick stuf up,
I knock stuf down.
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28. - Where's all this coming from?
- It's from deep within. I'm a punk now.
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29. - A punk? Is that what that's about?
- Yeah. Check out my outfit.
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30. In fact, check this out.
It is genius.
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31. Is that one of my safety pins? It should be
tucked away in Safety Pin Cottage.
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32. It's not one of yours.
I got this at Camden.
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33. This is the original pin
Sid Vicious wore through his nose.
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34. - It's got stuf on it.
- It's full of punk diseases.
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35. Whoa, loads of hepatitis C on it.
Whoa.
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36. - Don't do that. Oi, back of!
- Whoa.
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37. Imagine it went into your jazz bones.
You would crumble like Ryvita.
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38. First you're a new-raver, then you're a mod.
You're flicking about on the breeze of fashion.
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39. - Yeah? Well, I'm a punk now, all right?
- Oh, really?
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40. - And I'm angry.
- What about?
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41. - About stuf.
- What stuf?
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42. - All the stuf that's going on.
- All stuf? Like what?
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43. - Government. Climate change.
- Climate change?
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44. It's getting hot, Howard.
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45. And that makes your hair
more dificult to straighten?
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46. - That and it's a bit clammy.
- I'm angrier than you.
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47. - I know you are, but you turn it in on yourself.
- No, I don't.
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48. Yes, you do. I've seen you in the hallway
giving yourself a Chinese burn. Hm?
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49. - I project my anger out in the form of poetry.
- You're a punk poet as well?
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50. I'm lead singer of Terminal Margaret.
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51. - Never heard of you.
- You will do in two days. They're coming now.
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52. Don't be showing them Stationery Village now
you've sectioned it of cos that is well creepy.
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53. Organised stationery
means good business.
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54. While we're at it, where's Pritt Stick three?
I put that in my holster this morning.
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55. Cool your boots.
I borrowed it. I'll give it back to you.
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56. I see. You're a punk,
so now you're glue-snifing. Well done.
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57. I'm not glue-snifing. I'm making a scrapbook
of my favourite punks.
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58. Check it out.
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59. Hm?
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60. - It's quite nice.
- You should do a jazz one.
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61. - I might do.
- My mates are gonna be here any second.
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62. - You should nick of round the back.
- I'm not nipping of round the back.
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63. - If they see you, they are gonna kick of.
- I'll glue their mouth shut.
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64. I'm the sherif of Stationery Village.
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65. - Hey, Vince.
- Hey, guys. How are you?
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66. - Ooh!
- That's a good joke.
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67. - You all set for tonight, mate?
- I thought we could wear bondage trousers.
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68. - Yeah, great.
- Pretty punk, yeah.
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69. - Could you not do that? It's a valuable piano.
- Fuck of, mate.
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70. Oi, Vince,
who's the geography teacher?
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71. Oh, yeah,
this is my mate Howard.
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72. - This is Micky Jizz.
- Hi, Micky.
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73. Jackie Jerk-of,
and Dick and Donnie Brain Damage.
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74. - Yeah, that goes there.
- It can go there, though, can't it?
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75. It can, but it doesn't.
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76. - Have you tried this?
- I did try it, but I didn't like it so I left it there.
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77. - Try again.
- This is Stationery Village.
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78. You don't have a passport so vacate.
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79. I wouldn't wanna live there, anyway.
Nor would Mr Pen.
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80. - He doesn't live down there, does he?
- Look, this record's in its own house.
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81. No, don't lick that, please.
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82. - Why's it in a little house?
- It's valuable. Put it back.
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83. - What if I wanna buy it?
- If you had a thousand euros.
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84. Somehow, I don't think you do have.
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85. - I've changed my mind.
- It's too late.
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86. - Who is this guy?
- He's with us. He's making a documentary.
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87. - Ignore me, I'm not here.
- Stop doing that, please.
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88. - I'm not really here.
- No, no!
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89. - Could it fly?
- It's in the modern air!
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90. - Whatever.
- It should be in its special house.
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91. - Vince, smash it!
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92. - It is quite expensive.
- Vince, Vince.
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93. - Break it!
- Do it! Do it! Do it!
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94. Do it! Do it!
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95. - Nooooo!
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96. - Ha ha!
- Fucking wicked footage.
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97. Let's go and eat something else!
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98. - Hey, can you sign this, please?
- What is it?
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99. - It's the release form for the documentary.
- Oh, yeah, OK.
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100. Cheers. Knob.
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101. I went to a dinner party
for all of the planets,
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102. and Uranus, he knocked up
a spaghetti Bolognese.
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103. But what happened was
there wasn't any Parmesan,
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104. and I said,
"I'm the Moon, I'm made of cheese."
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105. "Why don't you grate of
a portion of me head?"
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106. And they did.
And it tasted of baby sick.
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107. - So what's the diagnosis, Lester?
- It's critical, Howard.
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108. There's definitely a piece missing.
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109. It amazes me how you manage to do that
with the sense of touch alone.
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110. Well, you know, when one sense diminishes,
the other increases.
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111. You know, Shaolin monks train blindfold.
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112. They can catch a fly in midair with chopsticks,
just by feeling the vibrations.
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113. Everything's vibrations, Howard.
Like music.
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114. Here, let me demonstrate.
Throw me that spanner, Howard.
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115. Don't be shy, now.
Throw it at me hard.
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116. Throw me another one.
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117. One more time.
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118. Now let's go get
the missing piece of that record.
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119. - That's the closet, Lester.
- Oh, yeah.
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120. We're Terminal Margaret and this one's
called "I Did A Shit On Your Mum".
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121. One, two, three, four!
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122. Just ignore me, I'm not here!
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123. I can't find it.
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124. - You bring that rocking chair with you?
- It's a foldaway. I take it everywhere.
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125. - Yeah, well, I don't know where it is.
- Problem is, you can't see for looking.
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126. Put your eyes to bed
and wake up Mr Feel and Mrs Smell.
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127. Close your eyes,
breathe in and listen.
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128. That's some funny stuf there,
Lester, thanks.
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129. I'm just an old man
having a slice of fun pie.
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130. You're not helping anything, OK? Vince
bit into it here so the piece should be here.
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131. Maybe he swallowed it.
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132. - That's not helping.
- Oh, sorry, Howard.
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133. I'm done now.
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134. - What's going on?
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135. Vince?
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136. I thought he was gonna be
the future of punk.
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137. Should've checked him out
before you got that done.
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138. - I'm gonna kill Vince.
- Get of!
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139. Oi, Vince! Is this a joke?
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140. What the fuck were you playing at?
You made us look like dicks.
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141. - I'm gonna kill him!
- Everyone calm down. No need to get violent.
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142. - What are you gonna do about it, Aladdin?
- Nothing, but have you met my mate Bollo?
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143. - Get him!
- Grab him, Bollo!
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144. My battery's run out.
Can you do it again?
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145. Quick!
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146. Stop him! Faster, boys!
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147. - How's he getting away?
- It's these trousers.
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148. - The straps are just too tight.
- Come back!
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149. Come back, you...!
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150. - There's something wrong with Vince.
- Yeah? Good.
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151. There's something really wrong.
He's talking gibberish.
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152. That's not gibberish,
that's scat singing.
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153. - I speak scat.
- What's he saying?
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154. - He's saying he did eat a piece of that record.
♪ Sibba-dagger-do
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155. - And it's poisoned him.
- What was the name of that record again?
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156. Voodoo Scat
by Howling Jimmy Jeferson.
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157. - Uh, Lester...
- What?
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158. - Your rocking chair's on my foot.
- Sorry. I think I know what's happening here.
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159. Let me tell you the tale.
Gather round.
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160. Not you, Extreme Sports Calendar.
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161. A long time ago,
before people had webbed knees,
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162. there was a jazz musician
that lived by the swamps of Mississippi.
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163. He went by the name
of Howling Jimmy Jefferson.
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164. And he liked to eat rattlesnakes on toast
and use crocodiles as taxi cabs.
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165. You're going the wrong way.
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166. One day, he contracted
a strange swamp fever
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167. and his hands became see-through
and he knew he was gonna die.
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168. My fingers are gone.
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169. He wanted his music to live on,
so he contacted a local voodoo priest
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170. called Tiny Robert.
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171. He performed a strange ritual
on his king-size deathbed,
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172. mixing a drop of Jimmy's blood
with his final recording - "Voodoo Scat".
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173. Jimmy died and Tiny Robert got ball cancer,
but spotted it early and had it removed
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174. and it was all fine.
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175. There's a lesson in that for everyone -
check your balls.
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176. (man) Twice a week.
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177. So after Vince ate that record,
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178. the blood of Howling Jimmy
must've crawled up inside him.
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179. It's turning everything
that was Vince into jazz.
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180. - Vince hates jazz. He's allergic to it.
♪ Boo-doo-ba-boo
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181. He heard Weather Report
and his neck went big.
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182. If we'd known sooner,
we could've counteracted the jazz virus -
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183. couple of Stooges singles, the Ramones box
set - but it's in his bloodstream now.
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184. - Is there anything we can do?
- Maybe there is.
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185. It's a long shot.
I'll need your help.
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186. Boots does a late opening on Thursdays.
I could nip down there.
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187. It's more complicated than that. We need
to shrink someone to a molecular level,
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188. inject him into Vince's bloodstream
using a miniature submarine.
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189. - Here we go.
- Someone who knows Vince inside out.
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190. - Mm-hm.
- And has an encyclopedic knowledge of jazz.
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191. - There's a surprise.
- I can't go in there, I've got asthma.
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192. - Not you, Bollo, you ball bag.
- Look, he ate that record. It serves him right.
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193. - He's gonna die, Howard.
- I can't go in there, OK? I mean, I'm busy.
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194. Stationery Village needs a total rethink,
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195. and then there's Lester, who is basically an
invalid, and I need to walk him home, don't I?
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196. We are going in, Howard!
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197. There is no way I am going inside there.
It's suicide.
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198. Come on, Howard. We're both old.
We're at the end of our natural-born lives.
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199. Uh, I have 40 years ahead of me
of vibrant sexual dynamism, sir.
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200. That's why I hang out with you,
you crack me up!
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201. Come on, unless someone wants to make
Cocoon V, we are finished.
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202. Come on, let's g-g-g-go!
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203. - Diving suits?
- Check.
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204. - Rocking chair?
- Check.
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205. - Harpoon?
- Check.
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206. Be careful, that's a lethal toxic-tipped
harpoon loaded with anti-jazz.
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207. Plunge it into the nucleus of the jazz cell.
Kill it dead.
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208. Checkity ass,
kiddly-diddly check!
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209. Last but not least,
Bollo's made you a packed lunch.
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210. - Thank you, my furry brother.
- Right, it's shrinking time.
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211. - Howard, head for the brain.
- Bit quieter, Naboo.
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212. Sorry. Head for the brain.
Get there before the jazz virus does.
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213. Good luck.
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214. - Dr Bollo.
- Dr Naboo.
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215. You're gonna have to be my eyes
on this mission, Howard.
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216. See that dial over there?
Turn it to four, please.
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217. - Check.
- Now check the bathyscope.
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218. - What is a bathyscope?
- That big screen there in the middle.
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219. - OK.
- How many atmospheres?
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220. - Seven.
- Ooh, doggy, that's good.
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221. Now, hit that red button there on the left.
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222. That's the milk for
the cofee machine, doofus!
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223. Yeah, the laughs don't stop coming with you,
do they, Lester?
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224. - All right, Vince?
- Whatcha, Vince?
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225. - All right, Vince?
- All right, Vince, how's it going?
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226. Hey, tiny red blood cell.
Come over here a minute.
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227. - All right?
- Wanna get yourself a free Topshop voucher?
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228. - Yeah, that'd be genius.
- Over here.
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229. That's right.
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230. Take that, you tiny bitch!
Take it! Drink it down!
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231. Flipping hell, what have you gone
and done that for? That's really hurt.
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232. - You, come over here.
- Hello. All right?
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233. I got a free can of hairspray
round the corner, you interested?
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234. Oh, I do like hairspray.
I'll take that of your hands.
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235. You know Shaolin monks can read tea leaves
with their toenails?
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236. - Yeah, Lester, can you shut up, please?
- All right.
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237. (all) Halt!
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238. - What is that, Lester?
- Vince's immune system coming to attack.
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239. (all) You shall not pass!
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240. We're on a mission from Naboo.
We need to get to the brain.
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241. (all) You shall not pass!
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242. You gotta get out there
and reason with them.
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243. I packed the harpoon just in case
that bastard jazz cell turns up.
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244. Don't worry, I got your back.
If you need help, just nod.
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245. - Aren't you blind?
- Well, when one sense diminishes, the...
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246. I'll use the walkie-talkie.
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247. - (all) Who are you?
- I'm Howard Moon. I'm here to help you.
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248. Something is killing us.
It is you. You will die!
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249. It's not us. We're here to help. There's a rogue
jazz cell attacking you, we're here to kill it.
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250. - (all) Oh, jazz!
- We hate jazz! Curiosity Killed the Cat.
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251. That's not jazz,
that's a pale imitation of true bebop.
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252. - Ooh!
- You must help us find the jazz cell.
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253. - We will never help you.
- We will dissolve you like a bath bomb.
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254. - Prepare for the dissolving!
- No.
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255. Run the bath!
The bath of pain!
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256. - Lester, get me out of here!
- Don't worry, Howard. I got your back.
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257. What are they doing?
They're going backwards towards his big toe.
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258. Oh, shit!
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259. - Die! Die!
- We hate you. We will destroy you.
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260. - Give me a chance. Lead me to the brain.
- We will never help you.
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261. - What if I give you sweets?
- We will help you.
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262. No! We will not help him!
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263. - Not even for liquorice bootlaces?
- No! We will protect Vince!
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264. - We are Vince.
- We are all Vince.
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265. - I'm not.
- What? Who are you, then?
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266. - Uh, Roger Black.
- He's an athlete, you idiot.
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267. - I am quite fast.
- You're not Roger Black. You're Vince.
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268. - We all are.
- (all) We are all Vince.
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269. Vince, I'm Howard.
I'm Vince's best mate.
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270. - Who?
- Remember the good times we had together?
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271. - What times?
- The time we had those pancakes...
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272. - Pancakes?
♪ Eggs, milk and flour, pancake power
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273. (all) # Look at his milky yellow sunshine face
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274. Ah, Howard, we do remember you.
Shall we take you to the brain?
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275. - Yes, that's what this has been about.
- To the brain!
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276. - The brain!
- To the brain!
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277. The brain!
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278. Howard, we can go no further.
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279. This is the optic nerve,
it takes you straight to the brain.
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280. - Good luck on your mission.
- Thanks a lot. Idiots.
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281. - What?
- Nothing.
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282. - Can I help you?
- Uh... I'm here to see Vince's brain.
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283. - Have you got an appointment, darling?
- No.
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284. - It's very important I see the brain now.
- He can't, in fact, see you until July next year.
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285. Security?
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286. We've got an intruder in the brain room.
Big man, small eyes. Thank you.
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287. - I see headbands are coming back in.
- Yeah, I might get one.
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288. - Hi.
- Who are you?
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289. - I'm the brain cell.
- The brain cell?
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290. - Yeah.
- Just you, yeah?
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291. Well, me and my secretary.
Did you see her?
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292. She's pretty cute. I'm thinking of asking her
to stay late, catch my drift?
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293. - I ain't got time for this.
- That is an incredible suit.
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294. I knew that was gonna come back in.
The scuba look - genius!
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295. It was either the jockey outfit or the scuba
look. Look at all the accessories, they are wild!
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296. Can you get of me, please?
Listen, you're in imminent danger from...
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297. Hang on a sec.
Just gotta check this out.
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298. Oh, my God! Scuba diving outfits
are so fashionable right now.
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299. But don't forget to glitter up those flippers
cos aqua bling is so far in.
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300. - That is good advice.
♪ I am Electro Boy
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301. I love this guy.
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302. So, there we have it.
The supercool Vince Noir with "Electro Boy".
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303. Ciao for now.
Over to Vince Noir with the weather.
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304. Thanks, Vince. Oh.
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305. That guy Vince, he's crazy!
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306. Can you shut up? Listen,
I'm gonna say this once and only once.
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307. You've been infected
by a malignant jazz organism.
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308. It's destroying your cells one by one.
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309. When it reaches you, it will kill you,
and then all that is Vince shall die.
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310. Thanks a lot.
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311. - My God, this is huge.
- Yeah. Now you're getting it, yeah?
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312. I've got an idea.
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313. Vince, nip out and get me
a scuba diving outfit, with all the accessories.
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314. Oh, and could you work late tonight?
You know what I'm saying.
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315. I know what you're thinking - how can I
when I've got Vince and two Vinces at home?
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316. - What can I say? I married too young.
- Vince?
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317. I've got a Mr Rogue Jazz Cell here
to see you, darling. Shall I send him in?
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318. - Yeah, cool. Send him in. He sounds like fun.
- No, two minutes!
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319. OK. OK.
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320. - Huh?
- He'll be with you in a couple of minutes.
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321. - Oh.
- Help yourself to water.
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322. Get in here.
Get in there.
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323. I swing both ways,
but I'm not feeling it with you.
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324. Just get in there.
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325. I think you can go in now,
if you like.
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326. Oh, I got you now, boy!
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327. Hi. You took your time.
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328. Oh, I'm gonna leap onto you
and suck your head like a Chupa Chup lolly.
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329. Maybe not, though, eh?
Not when you see this little baby.
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330. Oh, boy, I am hungry!
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331. Ow! This bread is stale.
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332. Oh, man, you got tuna mayonnaise
all over my tendrils.
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333. Lester!
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334. I got you now,
little piece of chicken!
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335. Maybe I've got you.
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336. Argh!
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337. What the hell is?
You son of a gun!
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338. Yeah, thanks a lot, Lester. I just had to fight
a jazz beast with a tuna baguette.
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339. - How did it go?
- Not well, thank you.
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340. Wait. I'll kill it, Howard.
I need to step up to the plate.
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341. - Are you sure about this, Lester?
- As sure as I'm black.
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342. Yeah, but... Never mind.
It's dangerous. You've got to get close.
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343. - You've got to stab it straight in the nucleus.
- Just throw me the damn harpoon, honky!
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344. OK, let's go.
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345. Yeah. I'll do that, then, yeah?
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346. Quick, Howard! You haven't got long
before you get big again!
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347. How you gonna play it, boy?
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348. Fast and loose, sir.
That's the way Howard Moon plays.
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349. And destroy the one thing you love?
The one thing you hold dear to yourself?
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350. - What, stationery?
- Jazz, idiot. I'm talking about jazz. I is jazz.
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351. - I'm gonna kill you.
- Think you can?
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352. - Prepare to die.
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353. Will you stop laughing?
This isn't funny!
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354. Oh, it is funny, boy.
It's very funny, and I'll tell you why.
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355. - You can't kill me, boy.
- Why?
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356. Because I'm your father!
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357. Noooo!
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358. Yeah! Let it out!
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359. - Let it out, boy! Release the pain!
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360. Daddy's here!
Come to daddy!
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361. Daddy's come for you, boy!
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362. Hang on,
my dad's a geography teacher in Leeds.
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363. I meant, uh, I'm your uncle.
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364. All those hours spent weeping by the window.
Bring Uncle back for me.
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365. Noooo!
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366. What, Uncle Terry?
Who works at Stansted?
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367. What are they doing?
They've only got ten seconds until they go big.
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368. - We've got to get them out.
- Where are they?
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369. In the tear duct.
Bollo, make Vince cry.
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370. Um...
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371. - Mick Jagger's got a bald patch.
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372. He's put on a stone
and he has to wear a tracksuit.
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373. It's working.
Try some Iggy Pop.
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374. - Iggy's working in Tesco Metro.
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375. - It's worked. Use the syringe.
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376. Oh, I meant your second cousin
twice removed on your sister's side!
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377. Oh, right, yeah.
Noooo!
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378. That's right. We's family!
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379. Why?
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380. Oh, I feel weird.
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381. - Ugh...
- Mission accomplished, yeah?
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382. Didn't think we could make it, did you?
But me and Lester make quite a team.
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383. Good evening, gentlemen.
Mind if I join you?
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384. - Shit, what have you done?
- Change of plan. We met on the inside.
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385. It turns out
we're actually related and, um...
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386. I's in no way related to you, boy.
You's is ugly bugly.
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387. You're my sister's cousin
on my mother's side.
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388. - I made that up, boy.
- Noooo!
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389. Let it out, boy!
Come on, boy!
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390. You's is all dead, bubba lickers.
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391. - Oh, there he is.
- We're gonna kill you.
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392. Not before I kill you,
you gristly bastards.
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393. Argh!
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394. Crap, the white balance has gone.
Can you do that again?
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395. Argh!
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396. - What are we gonna do?
- Now I'm gonna tentacle-ise ya!
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397. - No!
- We need something to destroy the jazz.
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398. The pin! Use the safety pin.
It's chock-full of diseases.
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399. Hey, Howard, I've got an idea.
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400. Use this.
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401. - Stab him, Lester!
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402. Stabbity-doo-wa!
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403. That really hurt me!
Oh, man!
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404. I gotta get out of here, man.
It's dangerous.
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405. Taxi.
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406. Lester, you caught the pin, you sly old dog.
High-five.
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407. Vince should be fine now.
Everything's back to how it was.
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408. There's one thing. You've come back normal
size, but your eyes have remained miniature.
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409. That's a funny joke.
Thank you, yeah.
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410. Yeah, that's funny.
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411. Oh, scooby-doo-bap-boo.
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