1. Man, I love London.
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She's never going to date you.
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3. I was talking about the city.
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4. But I'd love to take a tour
of the other London too.
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5. Sorry to rain on your parade,
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6. but she's very picky about
the guys that she dates.
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7. - You gotta be rich.
- I'm rich.
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9. I'm rich.
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10. Well, it looks like that guy's both.
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11. So, how do you clean your moat?
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12. We use that white round thingy on the side
that turns the water blue.
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13. We use that too.
Ever since our alligator ate the moat boy.
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15. Well, once I ran my bike into a tree,
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17. - if it was the Lord—
- Oh!
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18. Not that Lord. This Lord.
Lord Hartley Wicket.
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19. He's 25th in line for the throne.
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20. Oh, that happens all the time
when they have the buffet.
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21. You can use the employee throne
back here, if you like.
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22. There's a sign about washing your hands,
but it's just a suggestion.
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24. - From you? Nothing.
- Ugh.
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25. Well, enough chit-chat
with the unwashed masses.
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26. - I'll pick you up after my football match.
Oh!
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27. I like football. Shoulder pads and makeup.
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28. So, uh, what do you play? Uptight end?
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29. I'm not talking about
that wimpy offspring of rugby
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30. you colonists call football.
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31. I'm talking about
what you Yanks call soccer.
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32. Whatever. Look, everybody knows
that the best sport is hoops.
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33. - Mm-hm.
- Really?
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34. I'm quite a good hoops player myself.
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35. Maybe we should play a little two on two.
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36. You guys against me
and my boarding-school chum.
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37. Snively Snodgrass.
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38. Well, you're on.
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39. This is so exciting!
The ugly Americans versus the Englanders.
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40. - You're American.
- Not for tax purposes.
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41. I wish Cody would hurry up.
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42. There's so many incredible things
I want to see in London.
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43. Cheerio, old chums.
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44. Why are you dressed like
my grandmother's loveseat?
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45. I thought we'd stop by
the Sherlock Holmes exhibition.
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46. I am the president of the
Boston chapter of his fan club,
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47. the Sherlock Holmies.
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48. No offense, but you sure-lock stupid.
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49. How long is this going to take?
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50. I want to go to Buckingham Palace
and see the changing of the guard.
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51. Relax, the queue is moving.
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52. See?
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53. While you stand in the "Q,"
I gotta go "P."
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54. Oh, save my spot.
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55. Or don't. I really don't care.
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56. Man, these guys sure dress up
to watch a basketball game.
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57. Oh, dear, by hoops, you obviously
thought I meant that silly game
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58. played by freakishly tall men
in baggy bloomers.
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59. Any gentleman would have known
that I meant a rousing game of croquet.
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60. Well, they're obviously not gentlemen.
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61. London, why are you
hanging out with this fool?
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62. Because there are only 24 people
between him and the throne.
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63. If there's a really big earthquake
at Buckingham Palace,
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64. I'm the queen!
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65. - London?
- Ooh, coming!
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66. Come on, Marcus,
let's beat these Brit brats.
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67. - Hey, gimme one of those hammer thingies.
- It's called a mallet.
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68. - Hey, Mr. Moseby, what are you doing here?
- Oh, I'm a huge mallet head.
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69. You said it, not me.
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72. Oh, it's simple. The object
of the game is to pass the ball
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73. through a prescribed circuit of 12 hoops
and then strike the center peg.
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74. Now, if you wish to take
a half-bisque, you must wait
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from your opponent.
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76. You know, a wave, a wink,
perhaps a tip of the cap.
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77. Stop! Hammer time.
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78. Do I get extra points for knocking
that hat off that old lady?
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79. That was the queen.
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80. Dang, she's got an arm on her.
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81. Nice throw, Lizzie!
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82. Look! Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's chair.
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83. Just picture him sitting there,
creating Holmes' nemesis,
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84. the evil James Moriarty.
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85. And his wastepaper basket.
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86. Just imagine the crumpled pieces of
brilliance that were thrown in there.
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87. You want me to take
a picture of you next to it?
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88. The garbage can? No, I'm good.
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89. Hey, sorry I'm late.
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90. But I found a place that sells
pies with meat in them!
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91. I mean, is it a meal? Is it a dessert?
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92. Do I care? No!
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93. Oh, my gosh!
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94. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's first draft
of The Hound of the Baskervilles.
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95. On loan from the queen's private library.
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96. You know, that book happens
to be priceless.
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97. So try not to fog up the glass
with your American hot dog breath!
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98. I'll have you know
that's British meat-pie breath.
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99. No, he's right. Still a little hot dog
mixed in there from breakfast.
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100. Good nose.
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101. I think I got the hang of this.
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102. Ow!
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103. Hey, good hit.
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104. That's a matter of opinion.
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105. Oh, crumpet girl!
One crumpet, if you please.
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106. - Oh, thanks!
- Ah—
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107. That cost me a pound.
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108. Ah, it'll cost me a pound too,
but it's worth it.
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109. - Ooh, you should get one!
- I—
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110. Hey, he hit my ball! He can't do that.
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111. Yes, he can. It's called a roquet.
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112. Well, it's not ro-kay with me.
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113. Hey!
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114. Ahh! Wicky, wicky, he's my man!
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115. So seriously, stay away from him.
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116. - Well played, Lord Wicket.
- Thank you, Snively. High-four?
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117. They can't even high-five right.
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118. Yes, we can, but we prefer to use
the fifth digit to do this.
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119. Well, you got beat
like a dusty rug on a clothesline.
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120. This is even more humiliating than
the time my pants fell down
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121. when I was performing
at Madison Square Garden.
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122. Twenty thousand people saw your underwear?
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123. If only I had remembered to wear some.
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124. Oh, dear.
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125. Well, don't worry, there's time
to catch up in round two tomorrow.
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126. - Except we stink.
- To high heaven.
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127. But I can tutor you.
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128. I was once a croquet prodigy.
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129. I was at the junior championships
when there was a tragic accident.
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130. It was a steamy August day
in Darien, Connecticut.
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131. I put my cheek to the ground
so I could see the cut of the grass
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132. when my partner Spencer
mistook my shaved head
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133. for a ball.
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134. It is oddly small and shiny.
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135. I was legally dead for seven minutes!
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136. But at least we won the point.
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137. I got you a present from the gift shop.
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138. Aww, thank you. That is so sweet.
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139. Uh, not you.
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140. It's a houndstooth bikini.
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141. Wow, no mystery why you
want me to wear that.
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142. Everybody stay calm. No cause for alarm.
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143. We—
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144. Sorry about that.
Just a temporary power outage.
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145. That was no power outage.
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146. Someone stole the book!
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147. All right, everyone relax.
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148. Ray Emit-Majors, inspector, Scotland yard.
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149. And Cody Martin,
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150. president, Boston Holmies.
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151. Right, just as soon as you've
been cleared by the bobbies,
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152. you are free to leave.
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153. Yeah. Come on. Go ahead.
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154. Stop it, stop it!
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155. You're dusting for fingerprints
with haddonite white?
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156. Anthracene would show up
much better on the glass.
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157. I think I know what I'm doing.
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158. I've been with Scotland Yard for 25 years,
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159. whereas you're just a kid
dressed like a loveseat.
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160. Cody, get back in line!
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161. Just a jiff.
The ladies can be so impatient.
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162. With you? I cannot imagine why.
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163. - Come on!
- Wait.
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164. - Give me your tweezers.
- I don't have tweezers.
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165. I do!
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166. Hey, if I don't pluck these caterpillars
every couple hours, they just go pfft!
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167. Just hand them over.
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168. Aha! A clothing fiber.
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169. With this I can deduce that
the culprit is wearing...
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170. tweed!
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171. They're all wearing tweed.
The entire country wears tweed.
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172. Even the doggies wear tweed.
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173. Why don't you do all of England a favor
and go visit France.
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174. And you! You let those kids back in again,
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175. you'll be cleaning up
after the queen's puppies.
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176. You'll be on doody duty.
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177. Did you guys hear how loud that door was?
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178. Yes, it's a loud door. Whoo-hoo!
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179. - Let's go.
- Wait.
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180. We can't leave.
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181. I now know that the book
is still inside that exhibition hall.
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182. How could you be so sure?
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183. Elementary, my dear Woody.
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184. When the lights went out,
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185. - what did you hear?
- Screaming.
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186. Mostly mine.
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187. Right. What you did not hear was the sound
of a heavy door opening and closing.
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188. Therefore the thief must have hidden
the book inside that exhibition hall
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189. intending to retrieve it later.
We have to get back in there.
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190. Wait, give me your magnifying glass.
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191. Why, do you see a clue?
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192. No, but you need to get one. Read my lips.
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193. Let's go!
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194. Now if a ball has been
removed from the game
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195. under the misapprehension
that it has been pegged out,
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196. all play is deemed not to have occurred
and all points scored are canceled.
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197. Ahhh!
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198. Wake up!
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199. In approximately six hours,
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200. you have to face Wicket
and Snodgrass again. Remember them?
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201. Yeah, how can I forget?
One of them stole my girlfriend.
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202. Ugh, London's not your girlfriend.
She barely knows your name.
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203. So? She barely knows her own name.
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204. Which is one of the things
I love about her.
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205. Mr. Moseby, don't you know any trick shots
that would guarantee we'd win the game?
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206. There is one.
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207. Oh, but it's far too risky for amateurs!
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208. Done right, you put a tremendous
amount of spin on the ball
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209. and you can run all of the hoops
in a single stroke.
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210. But if you miscalculate
by even a centimeter.
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211. you will crush every bone in your foot.
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212. - What's it called?
- The bone crusher.
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213. Cool. Let's see it.
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214. All right, make sure you place your foot
no more than a blade's width of grass
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the weight on the proximal phalanges.
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216. Not the distal phalanges,
proximal phalanges.
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217. Then you rotate your body 60 degrees,
not 59!
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218. Sixty! Then as the mallet comes back,
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220. creating a tremendous amount of torque
and as the mallet makes contact...
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221. Ow!
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222. Big Ben, that hurts!
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223. Okay, throw a rock in the bushes
to distract the bobby
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224. - so we can sneak in there.
- Got it.
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225. Ow!
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226. Okay, the first thing
we need to look for is—
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227. Something to drink. These chips are salty.
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228. Ooh.
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229. Stop! That's poison.
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230. Suddenly not so thirsty.
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231. Don't put that on the podium.
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232. Not only is that the crime scene,
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233. but it's also a lovely piece of cabinetry.
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234. Wow, look at that scrollwork.
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235. It's hand beveled.
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236. You know so much about so many things
that I don't care about.
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237. Okay, the lights were
only out for four seconds.
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238. So the thief couldn't
have gotten that far.
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239. I'll close my eyes to simulate
darkness and you time me.
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240. Got it.
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241. One, two, three, four.
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242. - The book is in the bookcase.
- No.
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243. The police already searched the bookcase.
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244. That just leaves this bust
of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
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245. So the book must be hidden in what was
obviously a worthless hollow fake.
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246. Oops. Nothing in that head.
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247. Nothing in this one either.
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248. You two again?
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249. Uh, I can explain.
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250. That you broke in here, got your greasy
fries all over the evidence
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251. and destroyed a statue?
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252. You have to admit,
he's one heck of a detective.
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253. Run!
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254. Blue ball kisses off the yellow
and through the hoop.
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255. Oh, dear, he's about to make another shot.
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256. Put on your helmets
and hide your children.
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257. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
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258. What did I say about touching me, Snively?
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259. Sorry!
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260. - Oh, yes!
- Oh, well played, Zachary.
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261. Why, thank you, Marcusary.
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262. Ignore them, Snively. We're still way
ahead and this is an easy shot.
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263. Hey, watch this.
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264. Loser!
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265. Aah! Great shot, Wicky!
Look how far it went.
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266. It's out of bounds!
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267. I must take her back to my village.
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268. We're badly in need of a new idiot.
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269. Did you hear what he said about my London?
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270. Hey, hey, hey!
I'm pretty sure if you hit a Lord,
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271. he's allowed to chop off your head.
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272. Let's just beat him.
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273. How can we? We're way behind.
I don't even think it's possible.
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274. Anything is possible.
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275. This is croquet.
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277. He's not!
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278. He can't. He is!
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279. Yes! That's my boy!
I taught him that move.
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280. Big Ben, that hurts!
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281. I taught him that one too.
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282. Well, looks like another
unsolvable British mystery.
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283. Like Jack the Ripper.
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284. Or why we boil our meat.
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285. Hey, not so fast. That goes with me back
to the evidence locker.
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286. - I don't think so.
- You two!
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287. - Constable, detain these twits.
- Uh, no!
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288. - I know who stole the priceless book.
- Ha-ha. You two solve the crime?
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290. Is... it?
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291. Yeah, is... it?
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292. Are you trying to look
through a lamb chop?
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293. We'll ask the questions here.
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294. For starters... Got any mint jelly?
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295. I got your text. We're getting
a private tour of Buckingham Palace?
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296. - How did you swing that?
- I haven't yet.
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297. But I'm sure to get an invite once
I recover the queen's missing book.
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298. I'm about to crack this case wide open.
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299. Really, when are you gonna give this up?
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300. Yes, please, when?
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301. As soon as I explain to everyone
why you are the thief.
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302. Him? Why, he's an inspector
from Scotland Yard.
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303. - I saw his badge.
- Fake! He's an imposter.
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304. Why, he's not even British.
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305. You dare question my nationality?
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306. I do! I do dare.
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307. Last night you were complaining about how
Woody was making a mess with his fries.
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308. Well, he was.
We Brits are very fastidious.
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309. But a Brit would call them chips.
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310. Never fries.
I submit that you are Belgian.
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311. The same Belgian who has outbid me online
for Conan Doyle's bedpan.
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312. Belgian? That's preposterous.
My name is Ray Emit-Majors.
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313. So you say.
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314. But if you unscramble those letters,
it spells James Moriarty.
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315. Your real name!
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316. No! Don't help, Watson.
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317. James Moriarty was Holmes' arch-nemesis.
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318. You are Belgium's number one
Sherlock Holmes collector.
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320. Well, I hate to poke holes
in your daft theory,
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Poke, poke, poke!
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322. Poke all you want.
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323. But look at this stain on Woody's shirt.
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324. The proof is in the pudding.
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325. Actually that is pudding.
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326. Oh, no, no, not that stain.
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327. The wood stain transferred from your
fingernails when you "escorted" us out.
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328. The same wood stain used to finish this
handcrafted podium,
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330. The missing book.
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331. Sacre bleu.
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332. And I thought my plan was pure genius.
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333. No, my boyfriend is the genius.
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334. Ah, well, at least I don't have to speak
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336. Okay, last shot,
but we're only one point back.
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337. So one easy hit through the hoop,
into the peg and we win.
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338. Yes, then London will drop Lord Loser
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339. and she and I will ride off
into the sunset.
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340. On the way can you drop me off
at the hospital?
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341. Miss, miss, miss!
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342. Hey, hey!
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343. What? I'm merely trying
to get the attention of the crumpet girl.
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344. Thank you.
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345. Another mystery solved
by the Boston Holmies.
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346. In your face, Seattle Holmies.
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347. Uh, he's getting away!
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348. Stop that thief!
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349. Back off or the book gets it in the spine!
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350. We won!
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351. Oh, Marcus, that was brilliant!
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352. Boys, I am so proud of you.
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on the American croquet team.
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354. Truth be told, there's room for everybody.
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355. Because it's just me and
two guys named Spencer in Connecticut.
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356. Oh, here's London with my victory hug.
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357. Marcus, you're a hero!
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358. Yeah, I guess.
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359. Ooh! Okay, wrinkling the rich girl. Yeah.
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360. London, why are you hugging this loser?
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361. Because he's my friend.
And Snively told me what you said.
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362. By the way, your village
already has an idiot. It's you!
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363. I'll put you on the croquet team, too,
my friend.
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364. Good show! I just radioed headquarters.
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365. The queen has been informed
that you saved her book
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366. and she's invited you for tea.
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367. Oh, am I allowed to bring a special guest?
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369. Again, not you.
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370. All right, come on.
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371. This is gonna be the best day of my life!
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372. And it's only going to get better.
After we meet the queen,
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to see Churchill's bathtub.
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374. Oh, good. It's been a long day.
I gotta clean up. Let's go.
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