1.  Another glorious day to be alive.
Rise and shine, Pickles, my love. 
			  
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2.  - You a cop?
- No. 
			  
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3.  - Am I in detox?
- No. 
			  
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4.  Then it's all gravy. 
			  
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5.  God, she's cute. 
			  
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6.  - You do it.
- No, you do it. 
			  
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7.  - You.
- You. 
			  
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8.  What in tarnation's going on in here? 
			  
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9.  - It's Chip's turn to wash the middle cheek.
- I washed it yesterday. 
			  
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10.  - Did not.
- Did so. 
			  
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11.  Boys, personal hygiene isn't a chore.
It's a privilege. 
			  
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12.  It's what separates our great nation
from dirty, smelly places like France... 
			  
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13.  and the public library.
Thank your lucky stars... 
			  
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14.  you have soap and running water
and an extra buttock to scrub. 
			  
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15.  - Gee, Pop, I never thought of it that way.
- Hey, back off. I get to scrub it. 
			  
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16.  - The hell you do.
- Yes, I do. 
			  
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17.  - No way.
- Come on. 
			  
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18.  - No.
- You're always scrubbing. 
			  
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19.  Morning, sugar. Want some OJ? 
			  
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20.  - That's Mommy's juice.
- Hey, squirt. 
			  
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21.  That Nordic Track was
the best investment I ever made. 
			  
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22.  Oh, you are one toned hunk
of man meat. 
			  
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23.  That darned cat. 
			  
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24.  - Where's Milo?
- Milo said he's not going to school. 
			  
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25.  Beth, honey, nobody likes a tattletale. 
			  
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26.  I do. They're an essential part of any family.
You keep right on tattling, sweetie pie. 
			  
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27.  Daddy has a magazine
with naked ladies hugging. 
			  
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28.  Oh, criminy. 
			  
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29.  Milo, what the heck? 
			  
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30.  Hi, Dad. Just thought I'd get
some sawing in before breakfast. 
			  
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31.  Son, you know you're forbidden to handle
anything sharper than a boiled egg. 
			  
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32.  - Now, come on. You'll miss the bus.
- Good. I hate that stupid little bus. 
			  
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33.  Why do I have to go
to a school for psychos? 
			  
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34.  Whoa, Nellie.
It's not a school for psychos. 
			  
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35.  It's a school for
the pathologically high-spirited. 
			  
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36.  Now pack up your books
and your muzzle, and let's go. 
			  
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37.  I can't wait to get to school
and resume learning. 
			  
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38.  I can't wait till you drown
in your own saliva. 
			  
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39.  Drowning is my third favorite way to die,
but they are all good. 
			  
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40.  Hey, I found my mom's car keys
in my butt flaps. 
			  
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41.  I wish I was normal like you guys,
then I could go to normal school. 
			  
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42.  Milo, news flash. All schools suck.
Yours is no worse than anyplace else. 
			  
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43.  Hey, Milo, you ready
to do some book learning? 
			  
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44.  God hates me. 
			  
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45.  Okay, children,
coloring time is almost over. 
			  
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46.  - How are we doing, Milo?
- I have to poo. 
			  
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47.  Not until potty time. 
			  
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48.  You may control my mind,
but you'll never control my ass. 
			  
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49.  Looks like somebody needs
a night-night nugget. 
			  
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50.  - Is it Friday yet?
- Nope. Thank God it's Monday. 
			  
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51.  Is it me, or does
the poison taste different today? 
			  
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52.  Oblong! 
			  
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53.  What the hell's with
all these medical claims you've filed? 
			  
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54.  - Well—
- Four hundred dollars for liver x-rays? 
			  
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55.  - Pickles drank some homemade vermouth—
- A complete lower GI series? 
			  
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56.  - Biff and Chip's colon is working for two.
- Three trips to the podiatrist? 
			  
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57.  I had to get an insole made for
my underwear. To prevent fanny corns. 
			  
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58.  Maybe you valley people
wouldn't have so many health problems... 
			  
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59.  if you didn't live where the air
is contaminated and the land befouled. 
			  
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60.  Well, sir, we can't really afford
to live in the hills like you. 
			  
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61.  Well, the gravy train is over, my friend. 
			  
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62.  File one more medical claim,
and you're off the company plan. 
			  
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63.  - What?
- And you're getting saliva in the rat powder. 
			  
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64.  Use the suction. 
			  
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65.  Everyone, I have an important
family matter to discuss. 
			  
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66.  - Crap. Is this another intervention?
- No, sugar. 
			  
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67.  I was informed at work that if we file any
more claims, we'll lose our health coverage. 
			  
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68.  - We have to be very careful from now on.
- Well, I'm not quitting wrestling. 
			  
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69.  Great. Last year I got a ruptured disk,
and I'm not even on the team. 
			  
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70.  - You calling me a homo?
- What? 
			  
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71.  - You are. I heard it from that mouth.
- No, I'm not. 
			  
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72.  Boys, this is serious. 
			  
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73.  Without insurance, we can't pay our
doctor bills, not to mention Milo's school. 
			  
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74.  I know. I'll switch to regular school.
I'm cured of all my problems. 
			  
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75.  You really think so? What about
your attention deficit disorder? Milo? 
			  
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76.  I was so close to going to regular school. 
			  
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77.  Like me, your only crime is enthusiasm. 
			  
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78.  - You just ate a squirrel.
- Did not. 
			  
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79.  - Hey, I wanna go to normal school.
- Hypothesis: Suppose you get sick. 
			  
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80.  Your dad will file a medical claim.
They'll cancel his insurance. 
			  
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81.  Unintended consequence:
You go to school with us. 
			  
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82.  I don't know how to get sick,
but I could get injured. 
			  
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83.  How much does it cost
to reattach a limb? 
			  
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84.  Doesn't seem like the kind of thing
your dad would splurge on. 
			  
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85.  Yeah. Besides, I don't think
I could really injure myself. 
			  
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86.  Hello. What am I, invisible? 
			  
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87.  I'll arrange an accident,
and you'll never see it coming. 
			  
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88.  - Your armpit is really wet.
- Oh, yeah, this is gonna be sweet. 
			  
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89.  I quit. Injure your own damn self. 
			  
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90.  Please, Helga. No one else
in my family's gonna get hurt. 
			  
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91.  - Oh, God. Tree.
- Tree. 
			  
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92.  Your mother does beautiful work. 
			  
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93.  Dr. Morris, dial 118, please. Dr. Morris— 
			  
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94.  - Doctor, how are my boys?
- I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. 
			  
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95.  They're a mess. I can't tell
where one starts and the other ends. 
			  
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96.  You do know they're conjoined twins. 
			  
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97.  Oh, then it's not as bad as I thought, but
it's still pretty bad, at least for Chip. 
			  
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98.  He has a broken, well,
pretty much everything. 
			  
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99.  There goes our insurance. 
			  
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100.  Milo, I'm afraid you'll have to quit
Granville and go to public school. 
			  
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101.  Yes! Normal school. Normal school.
I get to go to normal school. 
			  
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102.  Hey, I'm feeling better already.
I think I'll jog home. 
			  
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103.  Wow, normal school. 
			  
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104.  Allow me to explain
the social hierarchy here at Hill Valley. 
			  
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105.  There's the rich, cool kids from the hills,
then come the jocks... 
			  
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106.  then you've got
your dorks, geeks and dweebs... 
			  
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107.  those wild dogs on the soccer field,
the boy who lactates... 
			  
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108.  and then there's us. 
			  
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109.  Hey, don't lump me in with you losers.
I am accepted by all social groups. 
			  
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110.  Hi, Debbie. Hi, Debbie. Hi, Debbie. 
			  
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111.  Bye, Debbie. Bye, Debbie. Bye, Debbie. 
			  
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112.  - Who are they?
- The Debbies. 
			  
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113.  They're my close, personal friends.
We're all beautiful and popular. 
			  
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114.  Who is that angel? 
			  
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115.  That's Yvette. She's just a stupid Debbie. 
			  
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116.  Don't even try to talk to her. 
			  
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117.  Love is a joke with no punch line. 
			  
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118.  I don't know what's happening
to me, Mikey. 
			  
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119.  When I'm near her,
my heart races, my palms sweat... 
			  
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120.  and for some reason
my underpants get tighter. 
			  
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121.  I don't fit into underpants.
I wear my grandmother's old bra. 
			  
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122.  I don't care if she is a Debbie.
I'm gonna talk to her. 
			  
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123.  Well, if it isn't the new kid, Obdong. 
			  
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124.  We don't like you valley geeks
sniffing around our women. 
			  
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125.  Stay away from Yvette, or we'll beat
you crapless, comprende? 
			  
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126.  Everything but "comprende." 
			  
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127.  If you don't know what— 
			  
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128.  Screw it. Push him down. 
			  
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129.  So how's our money situation? 
			  
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130.  If we can get the kids to eat
packing peanuts, everything will be okay. 
			  
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131.  We just have to pray no one gets sick. 
			  
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132.  - Don't worry. It's just a fur ball.
- Thank God. 
			  
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133.  Nope, sorry, I think it's a lung. 
			  
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134.  Guess I'll have to find a second job. 
			  
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135.  Mom, I have a problem.
I think I'm in love. 
			  
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136.  Oh, sweetie, your first love. 
			  
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137.  My little boy's growing up. 
			  
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138.  - Mom, you smell like beer nuts.
- I know. 
			  
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139.  The problem is the girl I love
is from the hills. 
			  
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140.  Oh, boy. Well, my advice is
to follow your heart. 
			  
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141.  When I was young, you know,
I lived in the hills. 
			  
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142.  Then I met your father,
and we fell in love... 
			  
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143.  and moved down here to the valley.
And you know what? 
			  
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144.  All my hair fell out,
and I started drinking. 
			  
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145.  - Please tell me there's more.
- Of course, silly. 
			  
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146.  I found a great bar
right next to a wig store... 
			  
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147.  and I get to wake up every morning
next to the sweetest man in the world. 
			  
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148.  I wanna follow my heart, but Yvette's
friends won't let me anywhere near her. 
			  
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149.  You let Mommy handle that. 
			  
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150.  - Hello, Pristine.
- Pickles. Fabulous to see you. 
			  
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151.  Love your hair. Where did you buy it? 
			  
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152.  Off some whore.
I think it was your mother. 
			  
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153.  Well, gotta run. 
			  
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154.  I don't want my daughter and her friends
exposed to a drunken hose-bag. 
			  
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155.  Oh, my gosh. Did I say that out loud? 
			  
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156.  Oh, my God. 
			  
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157.  Look, a novelty license plate
that says "Debbie." 
			  
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158.  It's showtime. 
			  
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159.  Hi, Yvette. 
			  
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160.  Mommy. 
			  
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161.  Wow, you got a B-plus in math. 
			  
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162.  I knew you were different. 
			  
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163.  You wanna sit on the love seat? 
			  
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164.  A little game of doctor?
Don't mind if I do. 
			  
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165.  Hey, isn't that my—? 
			  
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166.  - Hi, pumpkin. How goes the job hunt?
- Lousy. 
			  
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167.  Poor baby. 
			  
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168.  - Hey, are you a hooker or just a slut?
- Why you— 
			  
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169.  My husband won't let anyone
talk to me that way. 
			  
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170.  No, indeed. Somebody needs
to teach you some manners. 
			  
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171.  I recommend Rules of Etiquette
by Miss Amy Vanderbilt. 
			  
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172.  Gee, Bob, why don't we drop him off
at the bookstore on the way home? 
			  
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173.  Sorry, honey, but without insurance, I can't
afford a severe beating like I used to. 
			  
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174.  I'm the owner, Anita Bidet. And you
are one aerodynamic little peckerwood. 
			  
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175.  How would you like a job? 
			  
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176.  You wanna pay me
to be a human projectile? 
			  
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177.  - That's right.
- Done and done. 
			  
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178.  Pickles, this is the answer to our prayers. 
			  
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179.  We don't like you big people
horning in on our action. 
			  
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180.  Look, buddy, my husband needs this job,
and he's not taking any crap from you. 
			  
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181.  Oh, somebody get me a rope.
I'm gonna climb Mount Skanky. 
			  
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182.  Now you're in for it. Bob! 
			  
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183.  Sir, I have some
recommended reading for you. 
			  
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184.  You gotta admit, he does go far.
Unbelievable. 
			  
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185.  Thanks for a great time, Yvette.
And the nipple ring. 
			  
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186.  It's a friendship tag.
In case you migrate— 
			  
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187.  I mean, leave town. 
			  
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188.  Hey, that kid's imitating
Fred Astaire. Get him. 
			  
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189.  Stupid rednecks and little people. 
			  
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190.  If I had medical coverage,
I would've mopped the floor with them. 
			  
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191.  Sure, Bob. I understand. Hey, a cigar. 
			  
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192.  Milo, what happened? 
			  
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193.  The hill kids beat me up
because they saw me with Yvette. 
			  
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194.  But I'd take 1000 beatings for her,
long as they lay off my face. 
			  
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195.  - That's my meal ticket.
- Kid, you're a true romantic. 
			  
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196.  An uninsured romantic. Milo, I'm afraid
I can't allow you to see this girl again. 
			  
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197.  - What?
- Next time those bullies could hurt you... 
			  
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198.  - ... and we can't afford—
- I know, the medical bills. 
			  
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199.  There are more important things
than money, Bob. Like a little boy's heart. 
			  
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200.  If you wanna talk to me,
I'll be at the Rusty Bucket. 
			  
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201.  I can't go in there.
You heard those dwarves. 
			  
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202.  Your son is willing to risk everything
for the woman he loves... 
			  
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203.  but I guess you're not. 
			  
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204.  Pickles? Pickles! 
			  
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205.  I gotta let Yvette know
how much I love her... 
			  
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206.  but I'm not supposed to see her. 
			  
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207.  Write her a love note.
That always gets to us ladies. 
			  
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208.  That's a great idea. 
			  
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209.  I'll even deliver it for you. 
			  
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210.  I happen to know
she's at a tea party with the Debbies. 
			  
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211.  I'm sure my invitation
got lost in the mail. 
			  
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212.  You live in a fantasy world,
don't you, Helga? 
			  
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213.  What was that? I was thinking about
my hundreds and hundreds of boyfriends. 
			  
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214.  I smelt it. 
			  
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215.  Hi, Mrs. Klimer. My name is Debbie. 
			  
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216.  I'm here to have tea
with my friends, the Debbies. 
			  
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217.  I'm beautiful and popular. 
			  
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218.  Well, then, come in, come in. 
			  
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219.  - Hi, Debbie.
- Hi, Debbie. 
			  
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220.  - Hi, Debbie.
- I love your dress. 
			  
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221.  Your sweater is, like,
the best thing I've ever seen. 
			  
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222.  - Is that for me?
- Excuse me. I'm talking to my friends. 
			  
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223.  So you like my hair, I like yours too.
Love your new dresses. Cute shoes. 
			  
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224.  Girls, I have teacakes. 
			  
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225.  She's not a Debbie.
She's one of those horrible valley kids. 
			  
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226.  George, Jared, Come quick. 
			  
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227.  I warned Obdong
to stay away from Yvette. 
			  
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228.  Let's burn down his stupid clubhouse. 
			  
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229.  - Jared.
- Yes, Dad? 
			  
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230.  Let me show you how
to make a proper torch. 
			  
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231.  First, you soak some rags in kerosene... 
			  
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232.  - You really like this Yvette, huh?
- Yeah. She's beautiful, funny. 
			  
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233.  - She has MC Hammer frozen in a tube.
- Sounds like quite a gal. 
			  
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234.  But the best thing is the way I feel
when I'm with her... 
			  
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235.  - ... like there's finally someplace I fit in.
- Yeah, I never felt like I fit in either. 
			  
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236.  Until I met your mom. 
			  
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237.  I wish I was with her right now. 
			  
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238.  Oh, insurance be damned. 
			  
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239.  You go get your woman, and I'm gonna go
get mine. And I'll tell you something else. 
			  
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240.  I'm standing in dog doodie. 
			  
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241.  Hi. This is just a hologram.
I'm not home right now. Please call again. 
			  
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242.  A hologram, eh? 
			  
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243.  You got pretty hair. 
			  
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244.  Enjoy. 
			  
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245.  Hey, hey, hey. Stop that.
Get away. Get off me. 
			  
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246.  Hey, you big ape. 
			  
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247.  Let go of my sweet angel. 
			  
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248.  Oh, Bob, my hero. 
			  
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249.  We warned you not to come back,
but you did anyway. 
			  
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250.  You got guts, kid.
As far as I'm concerned, you're one of us. 
			  
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251.  As coroner, I'll have no doubt
You really knocked that redneck out 
			  
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252.  Hill kids. They're going to burn us alive. 
			  
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253.  Technically, we will only be alive
for the first half of the burning. 
			  
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254.  Hey, weirdos,
you're all invited to a barbecue. Yours. 
			  
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255.  Quick, ladies, to my house. 
			  
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256.  I've got a professional blow dryer.
Let's go, let's go. 
			  
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257.  - Yeah.
- Yeah, Mikey. You saved the clubhouse. 
			  
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258.  I have a problem. 
			  
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259.  Yvette to mother ship.
Bald nerd child presumed incinerated. 
			  
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260.  Research incomplete. Returning to base. 
			  
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261.  Negative. Not cost-effective.
Terminate self. 
			  
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262.  Oh, crap. 
			  
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263.  Yvette. 
			  
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264.  Why did you leave me? 
			  
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265.  It's so tragic. She couldn't live
without you, so she vaporized herself. 
			  
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266.  It must really suck to lose a girlfriend
with a flying car. 
			  
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267.  Yeah. I think I'll just
hang around for a while... 
			  
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268.  and poke my first love's remains
with a stick. 
			  
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269.  I'm hungry. 
			  
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270.  - You okay, sweetie?
- I guess. 
			  
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271.  When you love someone,
they'll always be with you in your heart. 
			  
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272.  - Really?
- You betcha. 
			  
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273.  Hey, when you get through poking at her,
we'll put Yvette on the rosebushes. 
			  
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274.  She'll make one heck of a fertilizer. 
			  
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