1. Welcome, all, to the opening
of firefly season.
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2. I've loved catching fireflies since I was
no bigger than a finger puppet.
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3. Bob, we haven't had fireflies
in the valley for ages.
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4. The air's too toxic for living things.
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5. But this year, we're supposed to get
those new Africanized fireflies.
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6. They glow brighter, live longer,
and six of them can kill a dog.
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7. Yo, Chef Talkie-Too-Much!
Food me!
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8. Okay, who wants a grade-C meat burger?
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9. You can taste the slaughterhouse floor
in every bite.
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10. How about we start with some ice cream?
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11. Look! Fireflies!
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12. Hallelujah! Okay, kids, grab your jars.
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13. I'm gonna catch more than all of you.
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14. Bob, while the children are gone...
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15. I thought we'd start our own tradition
in every room of the house.
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16. You're on your own, kids!
Stay out as late as you want!
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17. Behold. They approach.
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18. Mine is gagging.
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19. This one's squirting from both ends.
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20. Look. Up in the hills.
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21. We can't go up there.
Those are rich people's fireflies.
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22. I think not.
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23. Fireflies belong to any man
with a spring in his step...
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24. and a crusty mayonnaise jar.
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25. - This is lame.
- Yeah, let's go kill things on computers.
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26. - I saw Mom naked!
- What about Dad?
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27. - Finally, we can experience the magic.
- Told you he was gay.
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28. Hey, valley pukes!
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29. Get your paws off our insects!
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30. I've said it before, and I'll say it again,
get them!
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31. Oh, crud. They got away.
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32. I still have so much pent-up hostility.
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33. My therapist says it's not good
to keep that inside.
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34. That could lead to transference
and acting out.
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35. Here. Chuck this through a window.
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36. Noble Amistad. Ready to set sail.
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37. This time, returning slaves
to their homeland.
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38. Righting the wrong—
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39. What a night.
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40. I could get used to this firefly crap.
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41. I hope Biff and Chip weren't
too traumatized by our hot Dutch love.
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42. - I see them!
- Scrub your corneas!
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43. I'm trying!
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44. I guess I'll go see where that stupid Skippy
Henderson left our paper this morning.
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45. Darn you, Skippy!
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46. Screw you, Mr. Oblong!
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47. Oh, well. Gadzooks!
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48. Boys, were you in the hills last night?
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49. As you well know, we weren't,
much to our disgust.
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50. There's a thing called knocking
you might wanna explore.
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51. - On the kitchen door?
- Never mind.
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52. Milo, were you wreaking havoc
in the hills last night?
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53. Moi, reeking?
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54. That, sir, is an insult!
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55. Well, somebody was.
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56. What we need is the immediate accuracy
of television news.
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57. Those valley kids brutalized
this gentle soul...
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58. and destroyed a defenseless slave ship
and all the tiny plastic brothers on board.
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59. I think you mean African-Americans.
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60. Shut up, candy-ass.
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61. Now, to deal with these valley hoodlums...
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62. I'm appointing a new czar
of children's services.
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63. Ladies and gentlemen,
I give you Mrs. Hubbard.
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64. I don't know her first name.
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65. Thank you, mayor.
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66. There's only thing those valley kids need.
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67. The good book and what's inside.
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68. Behold! The piece of the lord.
Sorry.
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69. I've got a good feeling
about this Mrs. Hubbard.
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70. I think things are gonna be okay.
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71. - Okay, movie.
- Four words.
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72. First word.
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73. Like Water for Chocolate!
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74. - Yes.
- Jeez, Bob...
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75. could you make it any easier?
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76. Hello. I'm Czar Hubbard.
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77. I'm visiting all the valley homes.
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78. Here's your complimentary
proper-parenting gift basket.
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79. Well, thank you.
Enjoy your senility.
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80. A gift basket? For us?
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81. Come in, come in.
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82. - Care for an Oreo?
- Just the white part.
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83. Hi, lady. Your knees is wrinkly.
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84. What a doll!
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85. Note to self: Little
girl has sprouted horn.
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86. So, what's in the parenting basket,
Hubbard?
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87. - I got a Breathalyzer.
- I got some saltpeter.
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88. - Trade you.
- Done.
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89. I love nothing more than parenting tips...
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90. from a barren spinster,
but it's getting late.
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91. Just one question before I go.
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92. Do you know a Helga Phugly?
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93. No one answers the door at her home.
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94. Very suspicious.
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95. Helga Phugly?
Nope, never heard of her.
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96. I smell a liar.
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97. I smell mold.
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98. - Helga?
- Why won't she let us in?
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99. Let me try.
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100. Pizza boy.
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101. Give it, give it!
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102. That was a dirty trick.
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103. We just came by to warn you.
Mrs. Hubbard's asking questions about you.
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104. Okay. You warned me. Thanks.
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105. Now get out of my vestibule.
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106. Helga, why are you acting so weird?
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107. Look, it's dinner, and my parents are
really big on family togetherness time.
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108. Goodbye. Don't let the door hit your butt
on the way out.
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109. I am so sick of the ass jokes.
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110. - She didn't even offer us a chilled beverage.
- See you guys later.
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111. I've got something to do
that's not checking up on Helga.
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112. Dinner is delicious, Mom.
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113. My day? It was wonderful.
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114. Thanks for asking, Daddy.
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115. She's crazier than I am.
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116. Helga, what's going on?
Where are your parents?
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117. - They're... They're...
- They're where?
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118. They went on vacation a year ago...
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119. and they never came back!
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120. Your head is really heavy.
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121. Come on, Helga, I'm sure your parents
didn't abandon you.
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122. They're probably just dead.
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123. What could happen to them?
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124. They just went to the south of France.
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125. Oh, I hear that's quite lovely.
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126. How could anybody walk out
on an adorable waif like me?
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127. Yeah, anyway, who's been
taking care of you?
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128. No one. I've been living on unsold wedding
cakes from the bakery dumpster next door.
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129. I don't think that's very healthy.
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130. I'm fine.
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131. I eat all the major food colors.
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132. Red, white... Mostly white.
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133. Helga, you can't live like this.
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134. Your roof is leaking,
and with all due respect...
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135. your ass is getting huge.
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136. - We gotta tell somebody.
- No!
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137. Please, you can't tell
anyone about this.
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138. If Mrs. Hubbard finds out,
they'll put me in an orphanage.
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139. Okay, but we gotta get
this place cleaned up...
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140. and you can't just keep eating cake.
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141. Don't worry. I eat other things.
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142. Quick! Get my net!
It's a juicy, meaty crow.
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143. Hi, Dad.
Still working on the old project?
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144. Yep. It's not easy building an
exact replica of the Kon-Tiki.
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145. I've been working on her for 17 years...
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146. but it'll all be worth it when
I sail this baby around the world.
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147. - How much have you done?
- So far...
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148. I've managed to cut up that pile
of wood over there.
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149. Wasn't the Kon-Tiki made of reeds?
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150. Well, I'll be.
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151. Glad we caught this in time.
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152. According to Mrs. Hubbard's manual...
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153. a family should offer thanks
for their meal.
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154. Just seeing you all keep it down
will be thanks enough for me.
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155. Why don't I just read the prayer
in the manual?
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156. "Dear white male god...
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157. please send down a cleansing fire
to rid us of the mud races."
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158. Lordy, this seems just a tad insane.
Let's just eat.
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159. I'm not hungry.
I think I'll take my food somewhere...
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160. and share it with someone.
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161. - Who?
- Gotta go. Bye!
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162. - Milo seems nervous.
- And no appetite.
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163. He's like this burnout at school.
Crackhead Lenny.
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164. Yeah, what a total wastoid.
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165. He steals tools from shop, never eats.
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166. He's all sweaty and jittery.
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167. - Can he sleep over this weekend?
- Sure. He sounds nice.
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168. Thanks for the hot chow, Milo.
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169. Your mother should be beaten with an oar.
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170. It takes some getting used to.
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171. Tell you what. I have a cookbook.
You pick up some stuff at the market...
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172. and I'll prepare
a nutritious dinner for two.
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173. And if you're good,
maybe I'll make you something.
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174. It's a joke!
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175. We both know I don't eat that much.
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176. It feels good to laugh again.
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177. Wanna go in the family room
and watch TV?
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178. I haven't fit through that door
since I blossomed into a woman.
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179. No problem.
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180. It's so nice to have a man
around the house.
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181. That was fun.
What else can't you fit through?
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182. Fluffy!
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183. My poor little kitty!
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184. I wonder if there's still marrow
in these bones.
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185. Only one way to find out!
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186. I'm worried about our children.
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187. When we were growing up,
we never even heard of taking drugs.
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188. We grew up in the '60s.
Drugs were everywhere.
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189. No, dear, I think you're wrong.
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190. Hi, Dad.
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191. Well, that's alarming.
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192. I made some lemonade
for my big, strong man.
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193. - Thanks.
- You look so hot.
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194. Why don't you take your shirt off?
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195. With all the rocks on your lawn,
I could lose a nipple.
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196. Goodness. You're giving me the vapors.
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197. I've smelled your vapors.
That's my cue. See you!
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198. Milo, wait! We never talk anymore.
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199. Couldn't we just sit on the veranda
and hold each other?
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200. All right, but no moaning this time!
It gives me the willies.
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201. So, what's going on after school?
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202. Well, there was a murder on my street,
and the chalk outline is still there.
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203. We can play hopscotch.
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204. He already has plans, you ho!
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205. - Easy.
- I don't like you two hussies...
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206. macking on my man.
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207. Oh, no, she didn't just call me a ho!
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208. Helga, I'm not your man.
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209. I'm keeping your secret,
but you gotta lighten up.
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210. You're gonna leave me, aren't you?
Everyone I care about leaves me!
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211. Fine. I'll stay in this loveless
relationship out of pity.
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212. Oh, goody.
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213. That kid's on opium. I know it.
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214. He sneaks out at night.
He's been stealing my tools.
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215. Probably building a crystal-meth lab
with his biker buddies.
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216. You're buying into this
Mrs. Hubbard paranoia.
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217. Milo's a good boy,
and the Mongols are my friends.
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218. I had to tell somebody.
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219. Every time I try to leave, she cries,
and it's not normal tears.
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220. They're all thick and greasy.
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221. I can't believe her parents just left her.
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222. I'm trying to track them on the Internet...
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223. but I keep getting sidetracked by porn.
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224. Poor Helga.
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225. Poor Helga? Poor me!
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226. Someone else has to go
over there tonight.
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227. I'm whipped, and I don't even know
what that means.
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228. I'd go, but my mom makes me
brush her hair until she falls asleep.
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229. She's stealing my childhood.
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230. I'll go, Milo. I'm sure
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231. with my upbeat spirit
and concomitant positive energy.
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232. Friendship calling! Hip-hip-hello, Helga!
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233. Milo sent me.
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234. He told our secret?
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235. If this is a bad time, I...
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236. Pickles is right.
Milo has too much sense to eat drugs.
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237. I've never seen so much crack!
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238. Oh, well, that tears it!
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239. That's it! Party's over!
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240. Mikey, if you wanna smoke crack,
do it at your house.
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241. Okay, see you.
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242. Milo, no more fooling around.
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243. I want you to take me
to your drug stash.
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244. Okey-doke.
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245. Not your prescription drugs.
I'm talking about the bad kind.
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246. Dad, there's enough in there to drop Elvis.
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247. Is that who your supplier is? This Elvis?
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248. All right. Bend over.
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249. This is gonna hurt me a lot more
than it hurts you.
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250. That tickles!
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251. Well, I can see you're
too high to feel pain.
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252. You just go to your room till you crash
or whatever it is you hopheads do.
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253. I won't be ignored, Milo.
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254. I really think Milo has gone off
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255. He should know better than to become
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256. I think you're wrong, Bob.
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257. I checked Milo thoroughly.
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258. The only tracks he has
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259. Oh, Pickles. Anyway...
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260. I think we need professional help.
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261. You did the right thing by calling.
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262. We don't wanna lose
another precious little life to drugs.
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263. - Jiminy!
- You crazy old buzzard!
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264. Sorry. Reflex.
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265. Thank God Milo's not here.
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266. He's probably out huffing roofies
at some rave.
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267. I know where he is,
but it's gonna cost you.
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268. Cost you absolutely nothing.
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269. Nobody move.
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270. Don't shoot, or I'll kiss him again!
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271. She's not bluffing! She'll do it!
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272. Her lips are like sharkskin.
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273. Sweetie, thank God you're okay!
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274. And you're not a junkie head.
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275. You're under arrest for kidnapping,
little girl. Cuff her, J.J.
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276. I'm trying, sheriff.
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277. Wait, you can't arrest her.
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278. Her parents abandoned her.
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279. - She just needs love.
- What she needs is a salad.
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280. I'm sorry you're in jail, Helga.
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281. Unfortunately, they're going to try you
as an adult based on your weight.
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282. They say they might drop the charges
if they could find my parents.
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283. Can you give us any clues
about where they might be?
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284. Well, the last time they sent me money...
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285. some of it was red,
and some of it was blue.
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286. Great, they must be in Candyland.
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287. Well, that's just silly, dear.
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288. They don't have money in Candyland.
It's a barter system.
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289. They'd probably send her gumdrops
or maybe candy canes.
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290. - My poor baby.
- Phugly.
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291. - You made bail.
- My parents!
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292. They must've come back!
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293. Mommy!
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294. - You bailed her out?
- That's right.
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295. I've decided to adopt her.
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296. I wanna give her a nice home
and raise her self-esteem.
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297. Lord, cleanse this vile heathen
of her wicked, disgusting ways.
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298. I really don't like where this is going.
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299. Let's get the hell out of here.
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300. We can't let Helga be adopted
by that shriveled old lunatic.
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301. Maybe another family could adopt her.
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302. - How about us?
- No!
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303. I mean, no.
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304. I'd prefer not to.
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305. Maybe Mrs. Hubbard will make
a good mother to Helga.
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306. She did write this wonderful
parenting manual.
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307. Oh, Bob, that thing's a load of crap.
Parenting isn't about suspicion.
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308. It's about love and nurturing
and manipulation.
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309. You can't learn that from a book.
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310. I think the good people at Publish Yourself
Publications might disagree with you.
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311. Afternoon, brothers and sisters.
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312. Care to make a donation?
We're sending bibles into space.
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313. I'm teaching Helga how to proselytize.
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314. She's learning how to turn tricks?
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315. Hey, nobody's soiling my future daughter,
long as she's wearing this baby.
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316. The "Forni-Guard 2000"?
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317. I'm wearing one too.
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318. You really think you need that?
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319. There's a lot of immigrants out there.
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320. - Helga, do you want her to adopt you?
- Oh, yes.
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321. I like sharing a bed with Mother H.
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322. Is that graffiti on your eyes?
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323. - What?
- Gotta go! Space needs bibles.
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324. Good lord. That old biddy is nuts.
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325. Bob, she's still here.
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326. Mom, we've gotta stop this!
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327. Don't worry. I've got an idea.
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328. No judge will give custody
of a child to an unfit mother.
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329. Beat that, Chuck Heston.
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330. What the devil?
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331. I'm sorry. This will be over in a sec.
It's to embarrass you.
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332. That's it! Work it, baby!
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333. Oh, you're a bad boy, aren't you?
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334. All right, now lose the thong!
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335. No. That's enough.
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336. Sorry. My whip. It's a rental.
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337. I agree. This is some pretty sick smut...
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338. but what does it have to do
with this case?
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339. - Pickles, these are all of me!
- I'm sorry, baby.
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340. You just looked like such a tasty snack.
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341. And this was taken during my bath time.
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342. Does anyone else have anything to add
before I make my decision?
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343. Your Honor, I request that we be granted
custody of Helga...
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344. and allowed to raise her
in a ramshackle tree house...
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345. without electricity
or toilet facilities.
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346. You know, hearing it out loud,
it's not sounding so good.
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347. Respectfully withdrawn.
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348. I've reached a decision.
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349. Custody of the Phugly girl
is hereby granted to Mrs. Hubbard.
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350. Wait! You're out of order!
And you're out of order!
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351. And you're out of order!
This whole damn court's out of order!
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352. What are you blabbering about?
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353. Sorry, I'm not quite right.
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354. Your Honor, I found Helga's real parents.
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355. Helga, darling.
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356. Mommy! Daddy!
Where have you been?
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357. On our way home from Europe,
our plane crashed on an ice floe.
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358. All search parties had given up...
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359. but thanks to the Internet queries
of this noble, melon-headed boy-child...
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360. we were rescued not 24 hours ago.
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361. Oh, Helga, we were determined
to make it back to you...
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362. even when the food ran out and we were
forced to eat all the other passengers.
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363. That must've been horrible!
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364. Oh, you can't imagine.
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365. Helga, I brought you
a necklace of their teeth.
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366. Nice.
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367. Now, that's a good parent.
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368. Helga Phugly, I leave you to the care
of your mother and father.
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369. Thanks, Milo.
You made us a family again.
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370. Hey, it's my job. I'm a kid.
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371. Let's go home, sweetie.
I'm so happy to see you.
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372. Yeah, you look good enough to eat.
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