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3. We've only just begun
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4. Day by day
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5. Together, together
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7. Ah.
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8. No! What is that?
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9. Aah! Come on, come on!
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10. Come on.
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11. I remember the day that we met
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12. I needed someone
You needed someone too
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13. Shut up!
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14. Stop it!
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15. Shut up!
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16. Oh.
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17. Kiss. The devil's music.
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18. You say you wanna go for a spin
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19. The party's just begun, we'll let you in
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We'll drive you
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21. Crazy
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22. You keep on shouting
You keep on shouting
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23. I can't fucking hear you!
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24. I wanna rock and roll all night
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25. And party every day
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26. You keep on shouting
You keep on shouting
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27. - What?
- Give it to me, baby!
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28. I wanna rock and roll all night
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29. Let's party!
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30. And party every day
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31. Have a party, what a rush
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32. I wanna rock until I die!
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35. But after three and a half hours
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37. I'm sorry to say that, uh,
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38. and fuck some groupies, so...
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40. You fucking asshole, man. That's my bass.
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41. Just one more day of school...
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42. to get through, girls,
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43. Come on, Detroit, Michigan.
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44. - You wanted the best!
- You got the best!
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45. The hottest band in the world!
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46. Kiss!
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47. Who is it?
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48. Shit, man, it's Jam's mom.
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49. - What? It's my mom?
- Cover all this shit up, man.
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50. Spray something. Smells like dope in here.
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51. Just like Jam's mom to ruin the fucking party.
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52. It smells in here, man.
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53. Jeremiah, you get out here this instant.
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54. - Hi, Mom.
- Now!
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55. - What's up?
- The devil's body count, that's what's up.
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56. Don't you know what Kiss stands for?
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57. Knights In Satan's Service.
Where is Karen Carpenter?
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58. - How would I know?
- Donny and Marie too?
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59. Why would I have Donny and Marie?
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60. Whoa, whoa. Unh!
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61. I had a nightmare that bullshit
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62. If he misses Peter Criss' drum solo...
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64. Lex, quit jinxing us, man.
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65. Nobody's missing that concert
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66. They're larger-than-life
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68. Their fans are fanatical.
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69. Each fan has a favorite,
each one a fantasy.
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70. Oh, my God.
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71. The rock 'n' roll band Kiss is in town.
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72. For some people,
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73. I shall resign the presidency
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74. Kiss is hotter than hell.
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75. The protesters are mainly religious groups.
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76. Satan worship and drugs among our kids.
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77. Each 12-and-a-half-inch figure sold separately.
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78. No!
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79. Hello?
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80. - Jam.
- Hawk?
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81. Listen up.
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82. They're fucking gone.
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83. - What's gone, man?
- What do you think, man? The Kiss tickets.
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84. - Gone?
- Please tell me you have them, man.
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85. - Why would I have the Kiss tickets?
- I don't know, man.
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87. Now, man!
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88. I got them, man.
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89. Heh. He's got them.
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90. I must have taken Trip's jacket by mistake.
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91. - I'm really sorry about that.
- Oh, don't be such a wuss, Jam.
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92. Are you grounded
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93. Oh, yeah, but, uh, has that
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94. See you guys at school.
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95. - Phew.
- Poor Jam, man.
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96. Imagine having to stash your Kiss records
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97. How shitty is that?
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99. You're one to talk, Lex.
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101. And even if she was, at least my mom
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103. Will you guys quit the mom-bashing?
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104. I mean, look. Look, Lex's mom is cool
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106. we wouldn't have smoked
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107. So leave the women who gave you life
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108. Let's go.
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109. - Trip, you asshole.
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110. Man, you spilled the bong water
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111. Stupid son of a...
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112. Come on.
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113. Oh, my...
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114. Jeremiah, it's time to go. Get...
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115. What are you doing?
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116. Just, uh, whew, getting a little sunshine.
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117. You're gonna be late
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118. Change?
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119. What's, uh, wrong with the clothes
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120. It's dirty laundry, for one thing.
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121. And another, you still haven't tried on
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122. You're skating on thin ice already,
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123. Now, get out of those rags.
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124. Mom, it's...
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125. And besides, those jeans are so tight.
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126. I can see your penis.
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127. Excuse me.
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128. This jacket, it stinks of BO.
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129. It's enough to make a person sick.
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130. Now, remember,
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131. so you'll be on the honor system tonight.
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132. I'll be home a little after 1.
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133. And if you've been partying
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134. need I remind you
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135. Uh...
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136. Grounded for the rest of the year?
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137. Oh, you are a smart boy, Jeremiah.
Put these on before they go out of style.
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138. Come on, take it.
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139. Man, school.
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140. I wish someone would tell these chicks
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141. Don't stare too long, boys. You'll go blind.
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142. Yeah, right.
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143. Stellas. I hate Stellas almost
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144. Yeah, man. Same species
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145. Shit, man. That geek looks like Jam.
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146. Man, that geek is Jam.
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147. Hey, dork!
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148. Heh. So who did your wardrobe?
Tad the preppie sailboat captain?
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149. Hey, man, my mom had me over a barrel,
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150. After last night,
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151. - Give-and-take relationship.
- She gives shit and you take it.
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152. Hey, hand over the tickets.
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153. The tickets?
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154. - What?
- Well, there's a, uh, little, little problem.
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155. - They're still at my house in Trip's jacket.
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156. She was standing over me
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157. - You are so pathetic.
- Man, that's some sick shit right there, man.
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158. I mean, does she comb your ass hair
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159. If she even smells those tickets,
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160. We get fucked out of seeing Kiss
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161. It's gonna be okay. Don't worry about it.
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162. They're at my house.
They're perfectly safe.
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163. We'll go there and pick them up.
My mom's not even gonna be there.
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164. Dudes, hours from now,
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165. All right, we'll just double-time it
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166. We'll grab the tickets, then we'll head
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167. to Detroit Rock City!
- Whoo!
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168. God!
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169. Well, as they say in the tampon biz,
see you next period.
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170. Jerk.
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171. - Oh.
- Heh. I'm sorry.
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174. Fine.
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175. - Hey, Beth.
- Yes?
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176. - I'm so sorry.
- Mr. Bruce, Ms. Bumsteen...
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177. is there a problem?
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178. Uh, no, there's no problem.
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179. I'm so sorry.
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180. Oh, don't worry about it.
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181. - Jeremiah.
- Yeah?
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182. I wanted to tell you something.
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183. What?
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184. I know we don't, uh, know each other
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185. - But what?
- Um...
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186. Today is gonna be the last time I can...
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187. I'm mov...
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188. Jeremiah Bruce, please come to the office.
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189. Ooh!
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190. Jeremiah Bruce,
come to the office immediately.
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191. Give me that microphone.
Jeremiah Bruce, this is your mother.
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192. You are in big trouble, young man.
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193. What I found in the pocket
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194. has me more than livid.
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195. and you meet me in the front office.
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196. How dare you do this to me.
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197. How dare you humiliate me
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199. and you and your idiot friends
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200. Kiss tickets!
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201. Kiss tickets!
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202. Sit.
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203. - Mom, you don't understand.
- Oh, I understand perfectly.
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205. You're sending me to boarding school?
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207. Records, magazines, comic books,
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209. Do you realize what this means?
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210. merely hearing their awful music
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211. Now you wanna see the devil in the flesh.
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212. And in Detroit, no less.
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214. But you are finally going to get
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215. - But, Mom, you...
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217. For once, Lex is right.
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218. I hope you rodents have hall passes.
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219. Fuck, it's Elvis.
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220. Could that be three detentions I smell?
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221. All right. Second floor, girls' bathroom.
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222. Fuck! Son of a bitch, man!
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223. Take it easy, man.
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224. Oh, wake up, Lex. We just watched Jam's mom
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225. Not REO Speedwagon, not Journey,
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226. Kiss, man.
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228. What the fuck are you doing?
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229. - This is school.
- So what?
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230. We're clear, dudes.
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231. Let's go.
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232. - Shit. A skirt, a skirt.
- Oh, shit.
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233. Sherry Van Hafton.
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234. Shit, I've had the hots for her
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235. Man, I've never heard a girl blow ass before.
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236. - Get the fuck out of here, man!
- Sorry.
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237. God forbid someday
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238. A boy who lies through his teeth...
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239. buys demonic records
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240. Sorry. Sorry.
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242. - Shit, man.
- Maybe some music will cheer us up.
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245. I got four front-row tickets
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246. to the concert tonight at Cobo Hall.
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247. And I'm giving them to the 106th caller
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248. of each Kiss band member.
- Oh, shit.
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249. Oh, no.
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250. This is horseshit.
It's too bad we're stuck in this prison.
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251. I got it.
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252. Mr. Verudi, get back to your bench.
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253. Mr. Johansen, I gotta take a leak
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254. Put a clothespin on it till the end of class.
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255. But, Mr. J, you know, ever since my doctor,
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256. Salt pills?
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257. Don't insult my intelligence, Verudi.
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258. Oh, man, I'm taking a leak in my pants.
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259. - Yes.
- Get the hell out of here, Verudi.
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260. You disgust me.
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261. I need to be connected
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262. Now, lady, come on.
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263. Oh, yeah, man!
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264. - I won!
- What?
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265. We... We won!
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266. - We won!
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267. We're going to Detroit, baby!
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268. - We're going?
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270. Yeah!
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271. Man, this is the greatest thing
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273. but we're gonna be sitting
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274. Guys, guys, our band Mystery
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276. Jam's mom said something
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277. I say we go up there,
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278. Man, St. Bernard's is in the next county.
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279. So? Your mom's car has a CB,
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280. We're not stealing my mom's car.
That's not happening.
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281. - Damn right we are, man.
- All I need is one ding on that Volvo...
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282. and I'm fucked when my mom gets back
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283. She won't even know we touched it, Lex.
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284. If one thing happens to the car,
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285. - Say you drugged me or something.
- I say we get out of here.
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286. - Hold on. We're ditching school?
- About time, if you ask me.
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287. I'm just going through the motions
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288. Shit. Shit. Guys, Elvis alert.
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289. I notice the trays match your outfits.
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290. Excuse me, ladies.
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291. Ew! He stinks.
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292. Hey. Hey, I'm responsible for that.
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293. No!
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294. Pray hard, Jeremiah.
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295. - God loves you.
- That he does.
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296. God bless you, Father McNulty.
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297. Jeremiah.
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298. Now, if you think that recklessness
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299. can get you expelled, think again.
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300. Now, St. Bernard's may punish you
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301. but it'll never cast you out,
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302. So here you are, Jeremiah. Here to stay.
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303. Yeah, man, come on.
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304. No, man. We can't just waltz in there.
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305. We gotta figure out a plan, man.
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306. The eagle's landed, you guys.
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307. You kids know
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308. - Uh, you ordered a pizza?
- What's the damage, young man?
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309. Ten even.
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310. Oh.
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311. If he offers you a slice,
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312. Ten dollars, and I'm donating
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313. - The Lord thanks you.
- Tell the big guy not to mention it.
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316. Uh, no, but I'm not hungry anyway.
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317. Oh, it finally speaks.
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318. Well, there's one barrier
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319. Mm. Mm. Oh.
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321. of the gospel parable of the prodigal son.
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322. Once, there was a man...
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327. Oh.
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328. That was a very stale mushroom.
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335. I've been telling that sermon for years.
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338. The prodigal son
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339. Wait, wait, wait! You kids can't go in there.
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340. No, no, no, it's okay.
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341. How's it hanging, Padre?
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342. Whoa, I just heard you
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343. Is it possible my nose has eardrums?
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347. Satan? Satan? Santa.
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348. Hey. Whoa, they're the same letters.
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350. Hey, what the hell are you doing,
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357. Yeah
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359. Shout it out loud
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360. Whoa, dudes, man.
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362. Imagine Mystery opening up for Kiss, man.
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363. - Oh, that'd be fucking it.
- Yeah, man.
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364. It could happen, man. It could happen.
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367. Blue Öyster Cult was opening for Kiss.
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368. We're not gonna be opening for anybody
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371. Yeah, then why'd you pass out on-stage
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372. That was one show, man.
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373. That was our only show,
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374. Ha-ha-ha.
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377. They stand when I walk
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378. I'm makin' it
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379. I've got the chance
I'm takin' it
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380. No more, no more
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381. Fakin' it
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382. This time in life
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383. Makin' it
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385. - Come on, it's the last piece, man.
- Mine, all right?
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386. Fuck, man. Only a car full of
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388. Oh, man.
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393. I've got looks
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395. Throw that shit out before it stains the up...
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396. Come on, man.
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397. I'm makin' it
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398. - Oh, fuck, man.
- Oh, man.
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400. That's no bird.
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404. I'm gonna fucking kill these bastards.
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406. - I'm gonna fucking... Pull over.
- No way, man.
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407. - You're dead!
- Suck my cock!
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410. The paint.
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411. Fuck.
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412. Pull over.
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413. - Out of the car. Let's go.
- Oh, fuck.
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414. - Oh, shit. God... Oh, God.
- Kenny.
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415. No!
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416. - Oh, God. Oh, shit.
- Kenny.
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417. - Shit. Shit. Oh, God.
- That's not funny, Kenny.
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418. - Kenny.
- That's not very nice, man.
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419. You're a complete asshole, Kenny.
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420. Oh, no.
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421. Not the fag music. Get out of the way.
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422. Kenny, would you cut it
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423. Whoa, whoa, this is about pizza, man.
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424. Can we try and leave Kiss out of it?
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425. What, a bunch of guys
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426. dress like freaks and wear more makeup
than all my sisters combined?
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427. No. These assholes gotta be stopped.
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428. - That's it. I'm leaving.
- Oh!
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429. Christine.
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430. Jesus.
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431. Christine.
You googatz in the head or something?
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432. We are on the side of the freaking highway.
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433. - Fuck her.
- Fuck her.
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434. - Kool and the Gang, now, that's music.
- Now, that's music.
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435. - But this? This is crap.
- That's crap.
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436. All right, fag-mo,
have you learned your lesson yet, puke?
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437. Well, if the lesson
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438. and a really bad haircut,
I'd say, yeah, I learned my lesson.
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439. - Break his fucking legs, Kenny.
- Fucking...
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440. Come on, we can talk about this, right? Heh.
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441. You know, maybe reason a little bit.
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442. When these guys wake up,
they'll come look for you.
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443. You best hope they don't find you because
if they do, they're gonna kick your asses.
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444. Oh, yeah, Stella.
And we'll deserve it too, won't we?
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445. But you know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna make it really worth their while.
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446. Oh, God!
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447. - Yeah!
- You freak!
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448. - God!
- Yeah!
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449. Die, you fucking freak!
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450. Thanks for letting us use your makeup.
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451. You must have the entire Revlon factory
in your purse, you greasy disco ball.
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452. - Let's go!
- Very funny.
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453. I hope you fucking choke to death and die...
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454. you loser-ass motherfuckers!
- Disco sucks!
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455. Fuck you!
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456. Fuck! Fuck!
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457. - Hey, they put the fag makeup on you.
- I got the fag makeup on?
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458. The fucking fag makeup's on you.
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459. - Oh, no. I got fag makeup on me.
- Oh, gee.
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460. - Yeah!
- Whoo! Whoo!
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461. Yeah!
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462. Hey, look, it's that girl.
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463. Man, that's no girl. That's a Stella.
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464. Yeah, well, Stella or no Stella,
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465. Fucking inbred oaf.
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466. Kenny, fuck him. Fuck you.
Fucking kick your ass.
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467. Man, what the hell is wrong with you?
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468. You got a thing for that thing?
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469. It's a teenage girl walking
along the side of the highway.
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470. I mean, they make scary movies
that start out like that.
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471. Hey, but they make porno movies
that start out like that too, man.
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472. Yeah.
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473. Oh, great. Just hitched a ride
with a bunch of potheads.
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474. I'm trying to hook up with people
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475. in downtown Detroit called Disco Inferno.
You mind dropping me there?
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476. What's it worth to you?
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477. - What the hell is that supposed to mean?
- Ha, ha.
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478. It doesn't mean anything.
Don't pay attention to him.
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479. It's more like Disco's Infernal.
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480. Oh, you hot baby, you.
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481. You know, your clothes may say disco,
but your eyes say rock 'n' roll.
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482. Yeah? Well, your belt buckle
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483. but your breath says pepperoni, baby.
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484. So are you gonna suck our dicks or what?
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485. - What?
- Trip, that's so fucking rude, man.
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486. Fuck you, Jam. Stop being the wussy
sensitive guy just to impress her, man.
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487. She's obviously not gonna put out, man.
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488. She's a tease, man.
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489. A tease? What the hell did I do
to tease you Mongoloids?
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490. You got in the fucking car.
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491. Oh, God, how calculating of me to lead you
on like that after you offered me a ride.
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492. Whatever, Stella.
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493. My name's Christine.
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494. Not Stella. You don't have to be
pigs because I prefer Donna Summer...
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495. or KC and the Sunshine Band
or the Village People over Kiss.
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496. - Oh, no.
- Ha, ha.
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497. Fucking Village People.
Man, they're a fag band.
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498. - They take it up the coat.
- All right, all right, guys. All right.
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499. You know, thanks,
but I can take care of myself, germ.
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500. - Jam.
- Whatever.
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501. Dope burnout, let's get one thing straight:
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502. As far as I'm concerned,
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503. Be it disco or rock or polka or whatever
have you, regardless of the category.
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504. I mean, disco is just easier to dance to.
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505. You call that Deney Terrio,
John Travolta shit dancing?
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506. Hey, you know something?
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507. Disco's so fucking big right now
I wouldn't be surprised...
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508. - ... if Kiss did a disco song someday.
- What?
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509. - Yeah.
- If there's one thing Kiss will never do...
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510. it's a bullshit disco song.
- No shit, man.
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511. Yeah, man.
Disco blows dogs for quarters, man. Heh.
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512. That's an intelligently biting remark
wrought with wit and irony.
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513. If you don't like that one,
you'll think it's funny...
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514. when we kick your fucking ass
out of the car.
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515. Why not put your money
where your mouth is?
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516. - Why don't you lick my hairy crack?
Ha-ha-ha.
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517. Why don't you bend over?
You're looking right at it.
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518. What?
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519. That last remark fell about 30 yards away
from making any sense whatsoever.
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520. You're right.
"Bend over, you're looking right at it"?
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521. What the hell is that
supposed to mean anyway?
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522. Give me... Give me a hit off of that J,
will you? That's some kick-ass shit.
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523. Kiss!
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524. Move out of my way!
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525. Lex, thank you for letting us
borrow your mom's car, man.
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526. Man, that weed knocked Christine
on her ass.
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527. She's sleeping like a baby Stella.
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528. - Man, let's lift up her skirt.
- There it is.
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529. - What?
- Holy fuck, we made it.
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530. Oh, my God.
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531. Oh, my God. Thank you.
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532. Man.
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533. - Hey!
- I'm going into swarmo mode.
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534. I'm going into swarmo mode. Oh, shit!
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535. I'm the King of the Night Time World!
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536. Man, this is better than the first time
I got to finger a chick, man.
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537. - It's happening, man!
- WURP!
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538. - This is so lucky.
- We got two hours to spare.
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539. - Check out that parking space, you guys.
- Get in there.
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540. Ample time to go to the station
and grab our tickets.
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541. You know what,
God is smiling down upon us tonight.
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542. That's weird.
I figured he'd be pissed as hell at me.
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543. Yeah!
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544. This is so awesome.
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545. - Dude.
- I cannot wait, man. I can't wait.
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546. - Yeah.
- Kiss!
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547. We're gonna go to Kiss!
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548. We're gonna go to Kiss!
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549. - Yeah!
- Let's get out of here, man.
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550. - Simple Simon?
- Yeah, the one and only.
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551. Hey, you kids are gonna have
to hurry up.
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552. - I'm due at Cobo Hall for the warm-up.
- We're right behind you, Simon.
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553. We wanna thank you for handing over
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554. Your name isn't Trip, is it?
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555. Oh, no. My name's Trip. Remember?
We were talking on the phone?
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556. - Go, caller.
- Eugene Klein...
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557. Stanley Eisen, Peter Criscuola,
and Paul Frehley.
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558. You just got yourself
four tickets and four backstage passes to Kiss...
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559. live at Cobo Hall tonight!
We won! Aah!
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560. Stay on the line so we can get
your full name, information and...
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561. Trip? Man, you didn't hang up on me,
did you, Trip?
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562. What kind of total moron would hang up
after winning Kiss tickets?
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563. Well, there you have it.
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564. We had no choice. We had to give
the tickets to the next caller. I'm sorry.
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565. - Whoa, whoa, hey, relax!
- I hate you!
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566. I'll kill you!
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567. This noise machine is more
than just a quartet of lousy musicians.
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568. Now there's a woman who totally
abuses her privilege of motherhood.
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569. - What is Kiss backwards?
- Sick!
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570. Oh, shit. Guys, where's the Volvo?
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571. - It was fucking stolen, man.
- Christine stole it.
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572. Asleep, my ass.
Stella booted with your mom's wheels.
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573. Son of a bitch, man.
How could this happen?
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574. - Heh, heh.
- Why are you laughing?
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575. I'm starting to get real mad. Jam, you ass.
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576. Why'd you talk us
into picking up this bitch?
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577. - I'm sorry, man. I was trying to be nice...
- I'm sick of your nice shit.
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578. Drummers are supposed
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579. I was being conscientious. I didn't think
she was gonna steal his mom's car.
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580. Jam, just shut your faggoty-ass mouth,
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581. You're pissing me off.
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582. Now, we came all this way...
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583. we got an hour and 45 minutes...
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584. and we got absolutely nothing.
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585. And so help me, God,
we are going to that concert.
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586. We must get the cops in
on this Volvo situation.
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587. Lex, this is Detroit.
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588. You think the cops are gonna waste
city dollars on a Swedish car?
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589. You're right.
I mean, my mom's got insurance.
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590. - Why am I freaking out?
- Yeah.
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591. It's cool. She's gonna try to ground me.
I don't give a shit, man.
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592. Exactly. Cool, bro.
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593. Oh, shit! Man, I'm in big trouble.
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594. I'm in big fucking trouble!
The car's gone, man!
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595. Shut the fuck up, man. We're trying to think.
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596. Wait a second, man.
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597. I know how we can get
the fucking tickets, man.
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598. We'll beat the fucking shit
out of four little kids or something.
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599. - Like, take their fucking tickets.
- Brilliance, Trip.
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600. Sheer fucking brilliance.
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601. Why don't you give Albert Einstein here
the fucking Nobel Prize?
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602. Look, I think I can barter with a scalper.
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603. If you guys can think of a better plan,
go for it.
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604. For the next hour and a half,
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605. We'll reconvene at that intersection
at 8:45.
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606. - I'll see you guys later. Good luck.
- I don't know what the fuck we're doing.
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607. Look around you tonight, mothers.
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608. Look at all the young faces.
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609. Oh, they smile and they laugh...
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610. but their eyes have lost all hope.
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611. This satanic group Kiss
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612. We...
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613. Shit.
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614. I do not know how you got here tonight,
and I do not want to know.
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615. All I know is you are going to pay dearly
for this one, young man.
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616. Oh, my God.
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617. The mass, Father, so inspirational.
Father, thank you.
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618. - Thank you. Come again next week.
- Father.
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619. It's Jeremiah.
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620. I'm desperate.
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621. My son was about to defy God...
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622. by going to that blasphemous
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623. In that case, come right in.
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624. He and his mom just went into that church.
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625. Can I go and say goodbye to him?
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626. Beth, I am not gonna let you
wander the streets of Detroit after dark.
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627. I'm not going to wander.
I'm just gonna go over there.
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628. - Fine. As long as we know where you are.
- Thank you.
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629. Don't be too long.
We need to be getting back on the road.
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630. - Stuart.
- Just relax.
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631. She's probably got a crush on the kid
or something.
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632. Hey, chief, need a ticket?
Second row, center, but it's 75 clams.
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633. Oh, man, this is all I got. Look.
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634. Well, man, scare up the extra gravy,
brother, take it easy.
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635. Wait a minute, where am I supposed to find
that kind of money in an hour, man?
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636. Well, um, check it out over there.
There's a little contest going on.
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637. Take off your pants, shake your wee wee,
get a hundred bucks.
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638. I can't take off my clothes and go in there
and dance like that, man.
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639. I mean, that's embarrassing, man.
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640. Check it out. The question you gotta ask
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641. the greatest fucking rock 'n' roll show
on the fucking Earth, right?
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642. You're talking Gene and Paul live, y'all.
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643. I'm talking about voluptuous women
in the audience.
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644. I'm talking big breastises in tight vestises,
my friend.
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645. You're talking people
passing around joints.
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646. You're talking about
fucking Detroit Rock City, brother.
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647. Shake your wee wee.
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648. I got stage fright. And they're playing
fucking disco over there.
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649. Shit or get off the pot, rock star.
You want to dance?
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650. Or you wanna see Kiss on album covers
for the rest of your life?
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651. Mm.
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652. Second row, center, brother.
Go shake your wee wee.
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653. - You're gonna have that ticket for me, right?
- Oh, yeah, man.
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654. You got my, uh... You got my solemn oath as a...
As a public servant.
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655. Go for it, brother.
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656. All right.
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657. See you around.
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658. Hey, chief, you need a ticket?
Seventy-five bucks, second row, center.
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659. No, man, I'm gonna beat my ticket
out of some poor defenseless chump.
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660. You know what I mean?
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661. - Yeah, whatever, reefer-head.
- Yeah.
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662. You fucking burnout.
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663. 'Cause baby I believe that you're a star
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664. Everyone's a winner, baby
That's the truth
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665. Making love to you is such a thrill
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666. Whoo! Yeah! Take it off, honey! Whoo-hoo!
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667. Everyone's a winner, baby
That's no lie
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668. You never fail to satisfy
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669. - Give me.
- Ah! Ah!
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670. Don't do that.
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671. I need to sign up for the contest,
please.
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672. You're scrawny but thanks to the concert
we're low on amateurs. Name?
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673. - Hawk.
- Pick a song, Hawk.
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674. You got any Kiss?
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675. Doubtful. Drink?
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676. Yeah. A man's drink.
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677. Oh, God.
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678. What's this?
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679. You've never seen a bourbon
on the rocks before?
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680. Oh.
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681. Save your money, stud muffin.
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682. Lady at the end of the bar sends her love.
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683. Oh, shit.
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684. Wow.
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685. Cheers?
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686. Aah! God!
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687. It's gone bad.
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688. Hey, you little twerps.
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689. Give me your Kiss tickets
or I'll pop your faces in.
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690. - But we don't have any Kiss tickets.
- Yeah. Kiss sucks.
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691. What? I ought to kick your asses
for saying that.
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692. Give me this instead.
Now, scram. Get out of here.
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693. Cool.
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694. Simple Simon coming at you.
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695. It's 30 minutes and counting
until Kiss hits the stage tonight...
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696. at Detroit's very own Cobo Hall.
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697. But until then,
here they are with "Shock Me."
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698. Rock on, Ace!
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699. Hey, little kid.
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700. - Shit. You just stumped my last ball...
- Scream and I'll kick your head off.
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701. Okay, booger, your Kiss ticket or your life.
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702. Please, sir, don't beat me up.
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703. I do have a Kiss ticket, but not on me.
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704. Oh, likely story. Now, hand it over, punk.
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705. No, really. My brother's
hanging on to it for safekeeping.
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706. Please, let me get him for you.
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707. Hey, Chongo.
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708. Look, little kid...
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709. I don't need to see Kiss that bad.
- Don't try to run, you maggot.
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710. Chongo's an all-state track star
in every event.
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711. Lookit, man...
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712. you can have my wallet, okay?
- I was gonna take your wallet anyway...
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713. after Chongo and his friends crush
your ribcage like a pack of Luckys, punk.
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714. - This fairy giving you shit, bro?
- He was gonna mug me for my Kiss tickets.
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715. That's nuts.
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716. Heh. I said, "Hey, little kid, you know
where I could take a piss?"
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717. Okay, pimple dick, you have the option
of walking outside or getting dragged out.
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718. Please, sir...
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719. don't kick my ass.
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720. I'll do anything to get out of a beating.
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721. Say, Chongo...
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722. perhaps we could use some extra cash
for tasty snacks at the Kiss concert...
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723. our weaselly friend won't be attending.
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724. Hey, move those lights over there.
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725. - Hey, you.
- Man.
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726. Hey, come back here!
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727. Shit.
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728. Come here.
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729. All right, wise guy. You are so out of here.
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730. Fuck. Hey, keep your paws to yourself,
you dumb fucking ape.
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731. Where'd he go? Did you see him?
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732. It's been a while
since my boy had holy confession.
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733. - Could you please...?
- Consider it done.
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734. Oh.
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735. It is about time that you gave up
that stupid dream of yours once and for all.
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736. No son of mine
is gonna be a career musician...
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737. ever, ever, ever!
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738. - Madam, madam.
- Shh.
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739. We are in a cathedral.
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740. - I'll walk you out.
- Sorry. I'm sorry.
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741. Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
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742. This is my first confession
in a really long time.
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743. That was our Viking, Patrick Hirsch,
and he's hung like a Norse.
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744. Our next amateur has a name like a bird,
and if you like birds, you'll like this:
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745. - It's just a swallow.
- Aw!
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746. So put your hands together,
make him feel at home...
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747. and please welcome Hawk.
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748. Oh, shit.
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749. No, no, no.
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750. - No way, man.
- You're not gonna chicken out now, are you?
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751. You're right, Dicky.
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752. You're right, man.
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753. Shit. What am I saying?
I gotta do this. It's for Kiss.
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754. Ow.
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755. Oh, my God.
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756. The stink.
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757. Maestro.
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758. I know a thing or two about her
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759. I know she'll only make you cry
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760. Everybody says she's looking good
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761. And the lady knows it's understood
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762. Strutter
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763. She wears her satins like a lady
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764. She gets her way just like a child
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765. You take her home and she says
"Maybe, baby"
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766. She takes you down and drives you wild
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767. Everybody says she's looking good
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768. Whoo!
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769. And the lady knows it's understood
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770. Take it off!
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771. Strutter
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772. Oh. Whoa.
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773. Ow.
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774. Oh, man! Hey!
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775. - Hey!
- Man.
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776. Come back, you little punk!
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777. Move!
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778. Hey!
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779. - What are you doing?
- Move it!
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780. Get off me, you bitch!
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781. Get up. Come on, move it, sweetie.
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782. Watch it, asshole.
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783. Where is he? Where did he go this time?
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784. - Two hundred bucks?
- My time's precious.
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785. That's a reasonable price to pay
for your sorry life.
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786. Hold on, man.
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787. Look, I know how I can get the money.
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788. I just figured it out, man.
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789. Oh, yes.
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790. But you might wanna wait outside.
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791. - I don't trust him.
- I think he's on the level.
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792. He's too stupid to do anything sneaky
anyway.
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793. Look at him. He's a moron.
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794. You got 15 minutes
and not a second longer.
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795. Are you sure
that you don't wanna talk...
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796. about, uh, oh, carnal knowledge
with a neighborhood girl?
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797. Or how about finding
a box of magazines, huh?
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798. Under your dad's bed?
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799. No.
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800. Well, then I suggest
you try to think of something...
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801. a little juicier to confess
than losing Kiss tickets.
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802. Shh.
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803. Beth?
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804. Shh.
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805. Are you waiting for a confession?
I thought you were Jewish.
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806. I have a confession.
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807. - I didn't mean for that to be so, um, intense.
- I can take it.
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808. I've been in love with you
since the moment I saw you.
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809. I've just always been too scared to show it.
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810. That's exactly the same way
I've always felt about you.
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811. - Jeremiah, really?
- Really.
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812. And call me Jam.
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813. It's my band name.
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814. Jam.
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815. And now for our grand prize of $100...
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816. Don't worry, ladies, I'm not competing.
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817. If I did, you'd want your money back.
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818. And the winner is:
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819. - Sir Loin!
- Yes! Yes!
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820. Hey, don't look so sad.
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821. The night is young and filled
with compensatory possibilities.
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822. Oh, heh.
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823. Oh, thanks for the drinks.
That was really generous.
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824. There's no reason for me to be around
these parts anymore, you know.
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825. I'm in a position
to spend some money on you...
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826. if you'd get in a position
and spend some time on me.
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827. I can't believe you're thinking
of robbing this store.
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828. You don't pass GO and collect $200
for pulling stuff like this.
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829. No shit. Is this really worth it? I mean,
sure, you're gonna get your ass kicked...
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830. nine ways to Sunday
by that fucking gorilla...
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831. but, I mean,
that's still a hundred times better...
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832. than getting it porked
for the next three to five.
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833. And what about that girl, Trip?
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834. She'll never forget this night.
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835. Even if you get away with it,
she'll be scarred for life.
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836. When are you gonna realize
that sometimes being tough...
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837. means being tender?
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838. All right, everybody, shut up!
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839. Mm-hm.
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840. Gonna have to do this sometime.
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841. Might as well be now.
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842. - Okay.
- Evening, honey.
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843. You know what I am, what this is, and
what you need to do, so let's do it quick.
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844. Everybody else, kindly introduce
yourselves to the floor and kiss it hello.
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845. - Do it or die, bitch.
- Please, mister, I'm just a high school kid.
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846. - Aah!
- Fuck school.
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847. I just went through the motions
till I was old enough to drop out.
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848. And where's all that studying
going to get you tonight?
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849. Robbed at gunpoint
and possibly shot in the fucking head.
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850. Hey, scumbag, drop it,
or I'll blow your head off.
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851. Oh, yeah?
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852. You and what army?
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853. The Kiss Army.
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854. Oh, God, they're in there.
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855. - Oh, shit.
- Come on.
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856. Oh, God. God, if you get me out of this...
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857. I swear I will never pull my pork again.
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858. - Give me your gun, boy.
- No. You give me your gun, boy.
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859. I don't even think you have a gun.
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860. Neither do I.
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861. For the last time...
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862. take the piece out, lay back down,
or your mom's gonna need Mr. Clean...
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863. to get the brains out of your ski cap.
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864. - Aah!
- Let go of it.
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865. Let go.
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866. Thank you. Thank you.
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867. Who are you?
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868. Ah, they call me Dr. Love.
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869. Is it true that Gene Simmons had
a cow's tongue grafted onto his real tongue?
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870. I think he, uh, had the piece of skin...
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871. under his tongue removed
so he could stick it out farther.
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872. I was gonna send you this, but...
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873. - Ann Arbor?
- Yeah.
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874. My dad's company is relocating him.
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875. That's why I was acting
so freaky at school today.
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876. I thought it'd be the last time
I'd ever get to see you.
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877. Oh, fuck.
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878. You'd better have something really sinful
for me this time, son.
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879. All right, Father, here it is.
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880. I feel a little ashamed talking to you
about this, but I went to my cousin's wedding.
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881. And one of the bridesmaids asked me
if I wanted to take a bath.
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882. This is terrible.
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883. This girl was a total fox.
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884. So I finally gave in to temptation about
a block away from the wedding reception...
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885. at this little motel
that charges by the hour.
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886. When she peeled off that gown...
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887. you are not gonna believe
what she was wearing underneath.
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888. Was it a teddy?
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889. - Oh, no.
- A bustier?
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890. - Uh-uh.
- Satin underwear?
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891. Crotchless panties?
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892. Leopard-skin bra?
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893. Fishnet leotard?
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894. A leather G-string?
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895. All right, guys, here. You want a sandwich?
Come on. Go. Go!
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896. Okay, fuck it, man. I just... I give up.
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897. Oh, God, man, what now? Wolves?
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898. All right.
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899. So I jump in the car. I hot-wire it in,
like, 30 seconds. I start driving.
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900. Suddenly, I hear this scream.
The disco queen was asleep...
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901. in the backseat the whole time.
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902. - What are we gonna do with her anyway?
- I don't know, but she looks like fun.
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903. Yeah.
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904. - Hey, hey, take it easy.
- Aah! God.
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905. You don't wanna get any whiskey dick
around here now.
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906. Of course, you don't have to worry
about that, do you, woody?
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907. Ooh. Aah!
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908. Oh, shit! Oh, wow.
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909. I see you've met premature Peter.
Heh, heh.
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910. - I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
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911. It's been, uh, quite a night.
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912. So far, you've seen me
and my dick throw up.
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913. Hey, I'm sure there's more
where that came from, right?
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914. Now, come here.
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915. Oh.
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916. Better kill me before you do
what you're thinking about...
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917. doing to me, because when I get angry,
I can bite down very hard.
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918. Sweet Polly Purebred's got some spunk,
huh?
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919. - I'll give her some spunk, all right.
- We stripped that Beemer in 15 minutes.
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920. I'd say we could strip her in 15 seconds.
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921. Hey. Now, wait a minute, guys.
Come on, two on one ain't fair.
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922. Why don't you let me get
my friend Barbara?
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923. I'm telling you, you'd love her.
Tits the size of your head.
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924. You'll feel like a little baby sucking
on them. You guys like disco?
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925. I teach disco dancing back at my church.
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926. You look like you got a rhythm
in your blood.
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927. Free lessons if you let me go.
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928. Oh, I know a dance we could do.
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929. The horizontal hustle.
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930. Hey, peanut turds.
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931. I'm here for the girl and the car.
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932. You can try to stop me, but you're not
gonna like what happens if you do.
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933. It's too bad. He was such a young idiot.
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934. Hey, he's a stupid boy.
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935. He deserves to fucking die.
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936. Tear these grease monkeys a new asshole.
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937. One step out of that office,
and your asses are Alpo.
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938. I always come prepared.
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939. Oh, wow, Lex. You're the coolest.
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940. I believe you were promised a ride
to Disco Inferno.
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941. Let me escort you to the car.
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942. Hey, what about the fucking dogs?
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943. - You got a phone in there, man?
- Yes.
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944. Call the cops.
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945. Beth, I feel like such an idiot.
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946. Why didn't I just say something
a year and a half ago?
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947. Don't think about the past.
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948. Let's just think about from today on.
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949. I'll never forget you, Jam.
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950. - Church will never be the same.
- Heh.
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951. Yeah.
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952. Goddamn it, Beth.
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953. Yeah, I'm coming, Dad.
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954. Well...
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955. So, um, I'll call you...
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956. as soon as we get a phone.
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957. - All right.
- Yeah.
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958. Bye.
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959. Bye.
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960. - I hope this helps.
- No, no. You know what?
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961. Strange as it may seem,
I don't think I can take the money.
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962. It's just... It'll cheapen the whole experience.
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963. I ain't no midnight cowboy
or anything like that.
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964. I'm not paying you for the lovemaking.
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965. I want you to have this for whatever it was
you needed it for when I made the offer.
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966. Thanks. Yeah.
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967. Was there any money taken?
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968. Nope. But it is Smiley Mart's policy
to hand over a cash reward...
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969. of a hundred and fifty dollars
to anyone who stops a robbery.
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970. I gave him the money and he took off.
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971. Yeah, okay. Uh...
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972. Thanks. Hey, you see this guy again,
you give us a call, all right?
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973. We wanna ask him a few questions.
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974. If I see Dr. Love again anytime soon...
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975. you're gonna have to wait
till I'm done with him first.
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976. One-thirty...
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977. 140 and 150.
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978. That's all I got, man.
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979. Tsk, tsk. Tsk.
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980. I really wanted things to work out
for you, my weaselly, dimwitted friend.
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981. You got spunk. Chongo.
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982. At least I still got you, Stretch.
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983. I took his head off.
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984. Kiss? How dare they call
themselves Kiss.
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985. Kiss is about love.
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986. They are teaching our children
lust, betrayal, and hate.
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987. - We, as parents are obligated...
- How's it going, Mom?
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988. - Jeremiah.
- I'm gonna ask you this nicely first.
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989. Can I have my drumsticks back?
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990. Your drumsticks are the least
of your worries, young man.
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991. You ran out on God.
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992. My son just ran out on God.
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993. - You are in a world of...
- Trouble? Ha-ha-ha!
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994. I've been in trouble for the past 12 hours.
Hello?
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995. I'm gonna be in
St. Bernard's boarding school...
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996. for the next two years of my life.
- Yes.
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997. I'm gonna be out of your hair
until I am a legal adult.
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998. - Yes!
- All you have to do is go to church...
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999. light a candle,
and pray to some stupid statue...
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1000. and all is forgiven and forgotten,
right?
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1001. Then you can spend your days
in a guilt-free pursuit...
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1002. of more constructive activities...
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1003. like telling everybody else
how screwed up their lives are.
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1004. Then you no longer need the patience
and understanding required...
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1005. in order to talk to your own son
on some normal plane.
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1006. And that way, you don't even need
to think about how tough it was for you...
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1007. when you were growing up,
probably a good thing too...
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1008. because if you did,
you'd realize what a lousy...
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1009. goddamn, shitty-ass parent you are.
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1010. Jeremiah...
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1011. what has gotten into you?
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1012. I just lost my virginity
in a confessional booth!
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1013. Lord have mercy!
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1014. - Oh, my goodness.
- Now, for the last time...
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1015. Mom, give me back
my fucking drumsticks.
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1016. Please.
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1017. Cute.
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1018. They grow up fast, don't they?
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1019. Hey, dude. Dude, I got the cash, man.
Check it out.
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1020. No!
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1021. No, that can't be the last ticket!
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1022. God! No, no, no!
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1023. You fucking bastard!
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1024. Oh.
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1025. Any luck?
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1026. Yeah, man, plenty, heh.
But it was all bad, man.
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1027. I found the Volvo.
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1028. Oh, yeah?
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1029. - Tickets?
- No.
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1030. Wait a second. I know how we can get in.
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1031. I say that we all beat the shit
out of each other, right?
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1032. We go to the ticket taker...
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1033. and we say that we got mugged
and our tickets were stolen.
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1034. I mean, they have to let us in then, right?
They have to.
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1035. Why not?
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1036. - Okay, thanks, man.
- Go.
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1037. No! No! God!
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1038. Oh, man, you gotta let us in.
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1039. Four muggers just stole our tickets.
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1040. Heh. You expect me to believe that?
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1041. Are you fucking kidding me?
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1042. Look at us.
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1043. Hey, it was those assholes right there!
They stole our tickets! Number 13!
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1044. Hey, stop those guys.
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1045. No.
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1046. - They got tickets.
- Let's see. Come here.
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1047. They even stole my wallet, man.
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1048. I've never even seen these assholes before.
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1049. In there,
you'll find my Kiss Army picture ID...
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1050. and a hundred fifty bucks cash.
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1051. - Out of here. Come on.
- Damn.
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1052. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
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1053. My midget weaselly friend.
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1054. I was really hoping things
could work out for you, you know?
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1055. You got spunk.
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1056. - Go.
- I got it, man.
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1057. We're going.
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1058. Okay, then.
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1059. We want Kiss! We want Kiss!
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1060. We want Kiss! We want Kiss!
We want Kiss!
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1061. We want Kiss! We want Kiss!
We want Kiss!
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1062. We want Kiss! We want Kiss!
We want Kiss!
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1063. This is it.
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1064. You wanted the best, and you got the best!
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1065. The hottest band in the world, Kiss!
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1066. I feel uptight on a Saturday night
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1067. Oh, shit!
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1068. Nine o'clock
The radio's the only light
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1069. I hear my song and it pulls me through
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1070. It comes on strong
Tells me what I got to do
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1071. - I got to
- Get up
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1072. Everybody's gonna move their feet
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1073. Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
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1074. You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
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1075. Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
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1076. Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
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1077. Movin' fast
Doin' ninety five
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1078. I hit top speed
Still movin' much too slow
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1079. I feel so good
I'm so alive
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1080. I'm so alive
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1081. I hear my song playin' on the radio
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1082. And it goes
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1083. Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
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1084. Yeah!
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1085. Oh, my God!
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1086. Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
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1087. - But we don't have any Kiss tickets.
- Yeah. Kiss sucks!
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1088. - But we don't have any Kiss tickets.
- Yeah. Kiss sucks!
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