1. I was 12 going on 13
the first time I saw a dead human being.
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2. It happened in the summer of 1959...
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3. a long time ago...
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4. but only if you measure it
in terms of years.
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5. I was living in a small town in Oregon
called Castle Rock.
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6. There were only 1,281 people,
but to me it was the whole world.
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7. It's the Bossman Bob Cormier.
It's a beautiful Friday morning in Portland.
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8. It's 90 KLAM degrees and getting hotter.
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9. Up the ladder with another platter.
It's Bobby Day with Rockin' Robin...
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10. it's boss.
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11. How do you know a Frenchman's been
in your backyard?
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12. I'm French, okay.
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13. Your garbage cans are empty
and your dog's pregnant.
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14. Didn't I just say I was French?
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15. - I knock.
- Shit.
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16. Twenty-nine.
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17. Twenty-two.
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18. Piss up a rope.
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19. Gordie's out, OI' Gordie just bit the bag
and stepped out the door.
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20. Come on, man, deal.
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21. Teddy Duchamp was the craziest guy
we hung around with.
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22. He didn't have much of a chance in life.
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23. His dad was given to fits of rage.
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24. One time he held Teddy's ear to a stove
and almost burned it off.
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25. I knock.
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26. You four-eyed pile of shit.
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27. The "pile of shit" has 1,000 eyes.
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28. What?
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29. What's so funny?
I got thirty, what have you got?
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30. Sixteen.
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31. Go ahead, keep laughing.
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32. You're down to your ride, pal.
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33. Chris Chambers was the leader of our gang
and my best friend.
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34. He came from a bad family
and everyone just knew he'd turn out bad.
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35. Including Chris.
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36. That's not the secret knock.
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37. I forgot the secret knock. Let me in.
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38. Vern.
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39. Come on, you guys, open up.
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40. Man, you guys are not going
to believe this. This is so boss.
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41. Wait till you hear this.
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42. You won't believe it. It's unbelievable.
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43. Let me catch my breath. I ran all the way
from my house.
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44. "I ran all the way home"
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45. Come on. Listen to me, this is boss.
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46. "Just to say I'm sorry"
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47. Okay, forget it.
I don't have to tell you nothin'.
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48. Hold on, you guys. Hold on.
What is it, man?
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49. Great, you won't believe this, sincerely.
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50. "I ran all the way home"
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51. Screw you guys. Forget it.
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52. What is it?
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53. Can you camp out tonight?
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54. I mean, if you tell your folks
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55. I think so.
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56. Except my dad's kind of on a mean streak.
He's been drinking a lot lately.
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57. You got to. Sincerely,
you won't believe this. Can you, Gordie?
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58. Yeah, probably.
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59. So what are you pissing and moaning
about Vern-O?
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60. - I knock.
- What?
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61. You liar! You ain't got no pat hand.
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62. You didn't deal yourself no pat hand.
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63. Make your draw, shitheap.
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64. You guys want to go see a dead body?
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65. I was under the porch digging, you know?
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66. We all understood
what Vern meant right away.
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67. At the beginning of the school year
he had buried a jar of pennies...
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68. underneath his house.
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69. He drew a treasure map
so he could find them again.
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70. A week later his mom cleaned out
his room and threw away the map.
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71. Vern had been trying to find those pennies
for nine months...
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72. nine months, man.
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73. You didn't know whether laugh or cry.
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74. Jesus, Billy, we gotta do something.
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75. Why? Who cares?
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76. - We saw him.
- So?
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77. It's nothin' to us. The kid's dead
so it's nothin' to him, neither.
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78. And who gives a shit if they ever find him?
I don't.
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79. It's that kid they're talking about
on the radio.
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80. Brocker or Brower or Flowers,
whatever his name is.
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81. The train must have hit him.
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82. Big fucking deal.
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83. We had all followed
the Ray Brower story closely...
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84. since he was a kid our age.
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85. Three days before, he left to pick
blueberries and nobody'd seen him since.
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86. I think we should tell the cops.
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87. You don't go squawking to the cops
after you boosted a car.
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88. They'll want to know how we got way out
on Back Harlow Road.
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89. They know we don't got no car.
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90. It's best we just keep quiet,
then they can't touch us.
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91. But we could make an anonymous call.
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92. They trace those calls stupid. I seen it
on Highway Patrol and on Dragnet.
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93. Yeah, right.
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94. I wish we never boosted
that goddamned Dodge.
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95. I wish Ace had been with us.
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96. - We could've said he was in his car.
- He wasn't!
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97. - Are we gonna tell him?
- We're not going to tell nobody.
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98. Nobody, never. You dig me?
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99. I know the Back Harlow Road.
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100. It comes to a dead end by the Royal River.
The train tracks are right there.
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101. Me and my dad fished out there.
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102. If they had known you were under there,
they would've killed you.
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103. Could he have gotten all the way from
Chamberlain to Harlow? That's really far.
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104. Sure. He probably started walking on the
tracks and followed them the whole way.
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105. Yeah, right.
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106. And then after dark, a train must have
come along and "el smako."
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107. I bet you, if we find him,
we'll get our pictures in the paper.
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108. We could even be on TV.
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109. - Sure.
- We'll be heroes.
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110. I don't know. Billy will know I found out.
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111. He's not going to care.
'Cause it's gonna be us that find him.
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112. Not Billy and Charlie Hogan,
and the boosted the car.
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113. They'll probably pin a medal on you.
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114. You think so?
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115. Sure.
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116. What'll we tell our folks?
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117. Exactly what you said.
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118. We'll tell our folks
that we're tenting in your backfield.
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119. You tell your folks
your sleeping at Teddy's.
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120. Then we say we're going
to the drag races the next day.
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121. We're rock solid
until dinner tomorrow night.
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122. Man that's a plan and a half.
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123. But, if we find the body in South Harlow,
they'll know we didn't go to the races.
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124. We'll get hided.
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125. Nobody will care...
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126. because everybody will be jazzed
at our discovery...
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127. it won't make a difference.
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128. My dad will hide me anyway,
but it's worth it.
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129. - Shit, yeah.
- Let's do it. What do you say?
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130. - All right.
- Gordie?
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131. Sure.
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132. Vern?
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133. I don't know.
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134. Come on, Vern-O.
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135. - Okay.
- All right.
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136. Too cool. Very cool.
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137. I wanted to share my friends' enthusiasm,
but I couldn't.
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138. That summer at home,
I had become The Invisible Boy.
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139. Mom, do you know where my canteen is?
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140. Mom?
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141. It's in Denny's room.
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142. In April, my older brother, Dennis,
had been killed in a jeep accident.
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143. Four months had passed...
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144. but my parents still hadn't been able
to put the pieces back together again.
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145. Gordie, I got something for you.
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146. This, my friend, is for you.
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147. - This is your Yankee cap.
- No.
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148. This is your Yankee cap.
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149. It's a good luck cap.
Know how many fish we'll catch?
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150. - How much?
- A bazillion.
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151. A bazillion fish.
It looks good on you, too. Just like that.
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152. - No. I'm going blind.
- Don't start with me. Give me a hug.
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153. You found it.
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154. You found it.
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155. Why can't you have friends like Denny's?
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156. Dad, they're okay.
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157. Sure they are. A thief and two feebs.
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158. Chris isn't a thief.
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159. He stole the milk money at school.
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160. He's a thief in my book.
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161. It was almost noon as we set out to find
the body of a dead kid named Ray Brower.
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162. Right here's cool.
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163. - Thanks a lot.
- Sure thing.
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164. - You want to see something?
- What?
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165. - You okay?
- I'm fine.
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166. What is it?
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167. - You've got to see this.
- What is it?
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168. What is it?
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169. You want to be the Lone Ranger
or the Cisco Kid?
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170. Walking, talking Jesus!
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171. - Where'd you get this?
- Hocked it from my old man's bureau.
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172. It's a.45.
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173. I can see that.
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174. You got shells for it?
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175. I took what was left in the box.
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176. My dad'll think he used them himself
shooting at beer cans while he was drunk.
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177. - Is it loaded?
- Hello, no. What do you think I am?
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178. Jesus!
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179. Let's get out of here. Come on.
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180. Gordie did it. Gordon Lachance
is shooting up Castle Rock.
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181. Shut up.
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182. Hey, who did that?
Who's letting cherry bombs off out here?
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183. You should have seen your face.
Damn, that was cool!
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184. - That was really fine.
- You knew it was loaded, you wet end!
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185. I'm in trouble now.
That Tupper babe saw me.
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186. - Shit, she thought it was firecrackers.
- I don't care. It was a mean trick.
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187. I didn't know it was loaded.
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188. - Honest.
- You swear?
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189. I swear.
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190. On your mother's name?
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191. Even if she goes to hell for your lie?
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192. I swear.
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193. Pinky swear?
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194. Pinky swear.
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195. Girls, where you going?
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196. - Come on, my brother gave me that!
- And now you're giving it to me.
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197. Give it to me!
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198. That's mine.
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199. You're a real asshole, you know that?
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200. Your brother's not very polite, Eyeball.
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201. Now, Christopher.
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202. I know you didn't mean to insult my friend.
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203. I know he didn't mean to insult me.
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204. That's why I'll give him the opportunity
to take it back.
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205. - Shit.
- Take it back, kid.
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206. - Stop it, you're hurting him.
- You bastard! Let go, man.
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207. - Stop it! Cut it out!
- Take it back, kid.
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208. You big... Okay, I take it back.
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209. There.
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210. Now I feel a whole lot better about this.
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211. How about you?
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212. Good.
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213. See you later girls.
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214. Let's just forget them.
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215. What do we need a pistol for anyway?
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216. It's spooky sleeping out at night
in the woods. You might see a bear.
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217. Or a garbage can.
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218. I brought a comb.
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219. What do we need a comb for?
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220. If we get on TV
we want to look good, don't we?
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221. - That's a lot of thinking, Vern.
- Thanks.
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222. Two for flinching.
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223. How far do you think it's gonna be?
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224. If we follow the tracks all the way
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225. Sound about right to you?
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228. - No way, that sucks.
- Why not?
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229. We could go out to Route 7
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230. then down the Back Harlow Road.
We'll be there by sundown.
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231. That's pussy.
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232. It's a long way.
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My dad said it was a safe well.
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236. - Not if Chopper's there.
- If he's there we'll send you in.
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237. Very funny.
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239. Did anybody bring anything?
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240. Not me.
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241. This is great. What are we supposed
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242. You mean,
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243. This wasn't my idea. It was Vern's.
Why didn't you bring something?
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244. I have to think of everything?
I brought the comb.
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245. What do you need a comb for?
You don't have any hair.
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246. I brought it for you guys,
so you'd have a comb.
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247. Let's see how much money we've got?
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248. I got $1.02.
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250. 60 cents from Teddy.
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251. 7 cents, Vern?
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252. I haven't found my pennies yet.
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253. $2.37 cents, not bad.
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254. Quidaciolu's is at the end of the road
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255. I think we can get some stuff there.
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256. Train coming.
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257. Geronimo!
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258. Come on, Teddy.
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259. I'm gonna dodge it.
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260. Get off the tracks. You're crazy.
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261. Train dodge. Dig it?
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262. Get the hell off the tracks.
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263. Just like the beach at Normandy.
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264. Don't tell me what to do or I'll kill you.
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265. I'm trying to save your life.
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266. You want to kill yourself?
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267. Is that what you want, goddamn it?
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268. You tried to kill yourself.
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269. I don't need no babysitter.
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270. You do, too.
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271. Skin it.
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272. I could have dodged it.
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273. Listen, you can dodge it on the way back.
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274. Peace.
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275. Skin it.
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276. About this time, Charlie and Billy
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277. with Ace and Eyeball.
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278. Shit on that. Goddamn it!
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279. Shouldn't have gone for a wooden one.
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280. Why don't you tell me something
I don't know, asshole?
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281. Billy, you're up.
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282. You guys win.
I don't want to play no more.
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283. You can't quit.
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284. We only played three innings.
That'd be a non-official game.
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285. Ace, me and...
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286. What's with you homos?
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287. What is it?
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288. It's nothing, right?
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I'd like to finish this game...
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my social security, okay?
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291. You're up, Billy. Move it.
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292. All right, give me this fucking stick.
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293. Let's play ball.
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294. Foul ball.
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295. Vern, it looks like
your mom's been out driving again.
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296. That's so funny I forgot to laugh.
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298. Paratroopers, over the side!
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299. "No Trespassing" was enforced
by Milo Pressman, the junkman...
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300. and his dog, Chopper.
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301. The most feared and least seen dog
in Castle Rock.
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302. Legend had it that Milo had
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303. but to sic specific parts
of the human anatomy.
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304. Thus, a kid who had illegally scaled
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305. might hear the dread cry:
"Chopper, sic balls!"
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306. But right now neither the dread Chopper
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307. was anywhere in sight.
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308. Teddy's crazy.
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309. Come on, men, move it out!
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310. He won't live to be 20, I bet.
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311. Remember the time you saved him
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312. I dream about that sometimes.
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313. Except in the dream I miss him.
I just get a few hairs and down he goes.
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314. It's weird.
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315. That is weird.
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317. Chris Chambers never misses, does he?
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318. Not even when
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319. Race you.
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320. - No, I don't think so.
- Over to the pump.
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321. - I'm kind of tired. Go.
- You're a dead man, Lachance!
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322. It looks like Lachance
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323. He's got Chambers beat.
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324. But what's this?
Chambers is making his move.
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325. Lachance is fading
and it's Chambers at the tape.
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326. The crowd goes wild.
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327. You guys been watching
The Mickey Mouse Club lately?
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328. I think Annette's tits are getting bigger.
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329. - You think so?
- I think so.
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330. I think he's right.
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331. I've been noticing that the A and the E
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332. Annette's tits are great.
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333. This is a really good time.
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334. The most.
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335. A blast.
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336. Vern didn't just mean being off limits
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338. or going on a hike up the tracks
to Harlow. He meant those things, but...
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339. it seems to me now it was more
and that we all knew it.
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340. Everything was there and around us.
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341. We knew exactly who we were
and exactly where we were going.
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342. It was grand.
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343. Great, spit at the fat kid. Real good.
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345. It's a quarter after one.
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346. You'd better go get the food.
Junkyard opens at 3:00.
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347. Chopper'll be here.
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348. Sic balls.
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349. You go. You can pick us up
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350. I'm not going alone. We should all go.
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351. - I'm staying right here.
- I'm not going.
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353. Okay.
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355. That's you, Gordie, odd as a cod.
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- No, let's go again.
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361. Remember Clint Bracken and those guys
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364. And, bang! They all got totalled.
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365. I don't like this. Sincerely.
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366. Nobody believes that crap
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367. It's baby stuff.
Now come on, flip again.
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372. Old Gordie just screwed the pooch.
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mean anything to you?
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378. I don't shut up, I grow up.
And when I look at you, I throw up.
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379. Then your mother goes around the corner
and she licks it up.
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380. Finding new and disgusting ways
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385. The Bible says,
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390. Sometimes.
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he was All-Conference.
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393. Boy, could he throw.
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396. - I don't know, Pop.
- Dad, could I have the potatoes?
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- Are you going to see Jane after the game?
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399. - Dad, may I please have the potatoes?
- Dorothy, don't talk to the boy about girls.
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400. He shouldn't be thinking about girls.
This is the biggest game of his life.
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401. - Dennis, when you're there tomorrow...
- Did you read the story Gordie wrote?
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- What did you write, sweetheart?
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Football takes concentration.
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and his mind's all over the place.
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Come over here!
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I'll sic my dog on you.
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417. Run!
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418. Chopper, sic him! Sic him, boy!
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419. Now he said: "Sic him, boy."
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420. But what I heard was: "Chopper, sic balls."
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421. That's Chopper?
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422. Chopper was my first lesson in the vast
difference between myth and reality.
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423. Come on, Choppie. Kiss my ass, Choppie.
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424. Come on, bite shit.
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425. Sic balls, Choppie.
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426. You kids stop teasing that dog!
You hear me? Stop teasing him!
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427. Sonny, I'm gonna beat your ass,
teasing my dog like that!
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428. Let's see you climb over this fence
and get me, fat ass!
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429. Don't you call me that!
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430. You little tin weasel
peckerwood loony's son!
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431. What did you call me?
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432. I know who you are,
you're Teddy Duchamp.
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433. Your dad's a loony.
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434. A loony up in the nuthouse at Togus.
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435. He took your ear and he put it
to a stove and he burnt it off.
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436. My father stormed the beach at Normandy.
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437. He's crazier than a shithouse rat.
No wonder you're acting the way you are...
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438. with a loony for a father.
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439. You call my dad a loony again
and I'll kill you.
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440. Loony, loony.
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441. I'm gonna rip your head off
and shit down your neck.
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442. No, I'm gonna kill him!
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443. You come on and try it,
you little bastard.
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444. He wants you to go over so he can beat
you up then take you to the cops.
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445. You watch your mouth.
Let him do his own fighting.
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446. Sure, you only outweigh him
by 500 pounds, fat ass.
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447. I know your name.
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448. You're Lachance. I know all you guys.
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449. And your fathers will get a call from me.
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450. Except for the loony up in Togus.
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451. I'm going to kill you. I'll show you.
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452. - Get him away from...
- You foulmouthed whoremaster.
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453. You son of a bitch!
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454. You come back here.
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455. Do you hear me?
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456. Nobody ranks out my old man.
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457. - My father stormed the beach...
- I said, "Come back here!"
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458. - He stormed the beach, you faggot!
- Come back here.
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459. We showed him.
Thought we were a bunch of pussies.
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460. He ranked my old man.
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461. I wondered how he could care so much
for his dad who'd almost killed him...
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462. and I didn't care about my own
who hadn't touched me since I was three.
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463. That was for eating bleach under the sink.
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464. He ranked my old man.
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465. What do you care what a fat old pile
of shit like him says about your dad?
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466. He still stormed the beach
at Normandy, right?
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467. Do you think that pile of shit
was at Normandy?
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468. Forget it, okay?
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469. He knows nothin' about your old man.
He's shit.
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470. Whatever's between you and your old man,
he can't change that.
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471. Forget it, all right?
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472. I'm sorry if I'm spoiling
everybody's good time.
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473. It's okay.
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474. I'm not sure it should be a good time.
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475. - You saying you want to go back?
- No.
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476. But going to see a dead kid,
maybe it shouldn't be a party.
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477. If he's really bad, like all cut up
with blood and shit all over him...
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478. I might have nightmares.
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479. All guts and eyeballs
ready to jump and grab...
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480. Shut up, goddamn it!
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481. I can't help it.
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482. Sorry.
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483. It was only a quarter to three,
but it felt much later.
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484. It was too hot and too much had happened.
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485. We weren't even close to the Royal River.
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486. We needed to get moving if we were
going to make some real miles before dark.
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487. Hold still, will you?
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488. So what's with you
and this Connie Palermo chick?
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489. I've been seeing her for over a month,
and all she'll let me do is feel her tits.
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490. She's a Catholic. They're all like that.
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491. You want to get laid
you gotta get yourself a Protestant.
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492. A Jew's good.
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493. A KLAM newsbreak.
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494. We interrupt to bring you an update
on the search for...
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495. 12 year-old Ray Brower.
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496. The police have expanded their search
to Mutton...
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497. Durham and the outlying areas.
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498. When are they going to give up?
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499. The kid's gone. They'll never find him.
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500. Not where they're looking.
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501. I was right,
they ain't never gonna find him.
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502. Would you hold still?
You're making me fuck up the snake part.
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503. I'll tell you how they're gonna find him.
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504. Ten years from now a hunter's going to go
into the woods to take a leak...
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505. wind up pissing on his bones.
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506. I bet you a $1,000
they find him before that.
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507. Bet you $2,000 they don't.
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508. - Well, asshole...
- What's the big deal?
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509. - Who cares?
- Would you two just shut the fuck up.
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510. If either one of you assholes
had $2,000, I'd kill you both.
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511. We're back here with The Bossman.
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512. From the racks and stacks,
it's the best on wax.
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513. It's the Cordettes, with Lollipop.
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514. I got some Winstons.
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515. Hocked them off my old man's dresser.
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516. One apiece, for after supper.
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517. That's cool.
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518. That's when a cigarette tastes best,
after supper.
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519. Right.
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520. Do you think I'm weird?
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521. - Definitely.
- No, seriously.
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522. Am I weird?
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523. Yes, but so what? Everybody's weird.
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524. You ready for school?
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525. Junior high.
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526. You know what that means.
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527. By next June we'll all be split up.
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528. What are you talking about?
Why would that happen?
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529. 'Cause it's not going to be like
grammar school, that's why.
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530. You'll be taking college courses,
and me, Teddy, Vern we'll all be...
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531. in the shop courses
making ashtrays and birdhouses.
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532. You're gonna meet a lot of new guys.
Smart guys.
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533. - Meet a lot of pussies is what you mean.
- No, man.
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534. Don't say that. Don't even think that.
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535. - I'm not going in with a lot of pussies.
- Then you're an asshole.
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536. What's asshole with wanting
to be with your friends?
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537. It's asshole if your
friends drag you down.
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538. You hang with us, you'll just be
another wise guy with shit for brains.
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539. You think Mighty Mouse could
beat up Superman?
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540. - What are you, cracked?
- Why not?
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541. The other day, he was carrying
five elephants in one hand.
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542. You don't know nothin'.
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543. Mighty Mouse is a cartoon.
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544. Superman is a real guy.
No way a cartoon could beat up a real guy.
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545. Yeah, maybe you're right.
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546. Would be a good fight, though.
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547. You could be a real writer someday.
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548. Fuck writing! I don't to be a writer.
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549. - It's stupid. It's a stupid waste of time.
- That's your dad talking.
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550. - Bullshit!
- Bulltrue!
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551. I know how your dad feels about you.
He doesn't care about you.
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552. Denny was the one he cared about,
and don't try to tell me different.
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553. You're just a kid, Gordie.
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554. Gee thanks, Dad.
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555. I wish to hell I was your dad.
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556. You wouldn't be talking about taking
these stupid shop courses if I was.
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557. It's like God gave you something, man,
all those stories that you can make up...
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558. and He said, "This is what we got
for you. Try not to lose it."
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559. Kids lose everything unless there's
someone there to look out for them.
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560. If your parents are too fucked-up to do it,
then maybe I should.
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561. Come on, you guys, let's get moving.
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562. By the time we get there
the kid won't even be dead anymore.
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563. Any of you guys know
when the next train is due?
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564. We could go down to the Route 136 Bridge.
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565. What? Are you crazy?
That's five miles down the river.
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566. You walk five miles down the river,
you gotta walk five miles back.
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567. That could take till dark.
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568. We go across here, we can get
to the same place in 10 minutes.
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569. But if a train comes,
there's nowhere to go.
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570. No, there isn't. You just jump.
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571. - Teddy, it's a 100 feet.
- Yeah, Teddy.
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572. You guys can go around if you want.
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573. I'm crossing here.
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574. And while you guys
are dragging your candyasses...
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575. half-way across the state and back,
I'll be waiting for you on the other side...
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576. relaxing with my thoughts.
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577. You use your left hand
or your right hand for that?
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578. You wish.
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579. I lost the comb.
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580. Forget it, Vern.
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581. Train!
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582. Shit!
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583. Move it, man! Go on! Move it!
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584. Get up, Vern! Damn it!
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585. Get up! Move it!
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586. Shit, Vern!
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587. - Get up, man!
- I don't want to. We're gonna fall.
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588. We're gonna die, damn it! Get up!
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589. Go.
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590. - You've got to go faster!
- I can't, Gordie!
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591. Run!
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592. Run, Vern, run! Move your ass!
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593. Run, goddamn it, run!
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594. At least now we know
when the next train was due.
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595. That was the all-time train dodge.
Too cool.
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596. You were so scared you looked like
Abbott Costello when he saw the mummy.
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597. I wasn't that scared.
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598. No, really, I wasn't. Sincerely.
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599. Then you won't mind if we check
your underpants for Hershey squirts.
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600. Go screw.
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601. You'd better turn yours over.
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602. This is the way I like to do it.
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603. Man!
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604. You got any more, Gordie?
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605. Sorry, Vern.
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606. It's not funny.
What am I supposed to eat?
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607. - Why don't you cook your dick?
- It'd be a small meal.
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608. Screw you guys, I got it.
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609. Nothing like a smoke after a meal.
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610. I cherish these moments.
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611. What? What did I say?
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612. Gordie, why don't you tell us a story?
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613. I don't know.
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614. - Come on.
- Yeah, come on, Gordie.
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615. None of your horror stories, okay?
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616. I don't want to hear no horror stories.
I'm not up for that.
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617. Tell us one about Sergeant Steel
and his battling leathernecks.
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618. The one I've been thinking about
is kind of different.
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619. It's about this pie-eating contest.
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620. The main guy of the story is this fat kid
that nobody likes, named Davie Hogan.
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621. Like Charlie Hogan's
brother, if he had one.
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622. Good, Vern.
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623. Go on.
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624. Well, this kid, he's our age,
but he's fat. Real fat.
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625. He weighs close to 180,
but it's not his fault. It's his glands.
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626. My cousin's like that. Sincerely.
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627. She weighs over 300 pounds. Supposed
to be a "hyboid" gland or somethin'.
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628. I don't know about any "hyboid" gland,
but what a blimp!
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629. No shit.
She looks like a Thanksgiving turkey.
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630. - And, you know, this one time...
- Shut up, Vern.
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631. Right. Go on. It's a swell story.
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632. All the kids, instead of calling him Davie,
they called him Lardass. Lardass Hogan.
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633. Even his little brother
and sister called him Lardass.
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634. At school they put this sticker on his back
that says, "Wide Load."
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635. And they rank him out and beat him up
whenever they get a chance.
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636. But one day he gets an idea.
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637. The greatest revenge idea a kid ever had.
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638. Is this thing on? Can you hear me?
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639. The next contestant
in the Great Tri-County Pie Eat...
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640. Principal John Wiggins.
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641. And our celebrity contestant,
from KLAM in Portland...
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642. The Boss-man himself, Bob Cormier!
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643. From the racks and stacks
it's the best on wax...
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644. how about another double, golden oldie,
sound sandwich from KLAM in Portland...
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645. - it's...
- Boss!
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646. Next, a newcomer to the Pie Eat,
but one we expect...
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647. great things from in the future,
young Master David Hogan.
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648. - Are you all right, young man?
- Lardass how was your trip?
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649. I hear you got a big appetite, Lardass.
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650. Don't even think about winning this.
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651. Boy are you fat.
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652. Don't pay attention to those fools,
Lardass. Davie.
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653. And now,
the one you've all been waiting for.
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654. The four-time champion,
our own Bill Travis.
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655. Listen I got $10 riding
on you myself, Billy Boy.
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656. All right. Are you ready?
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657. Hands behind your backs, gentlemen.
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658. Drum roll.
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659. Hey, Lardass. Chow down, Wide Load.
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660. Go.
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661. Done!
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662. Done!
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663. Done!
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664. You better pace yourself,
if you want to hold out.
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665. Come on, Lardass!
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666. Lardass, Lardass!
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667. What the audience didn't know, was
that Lardass wasn't interested in winning.
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668. What he wanted was revenge.
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669. And right before he was introduced,
he'd gotten ready for it.
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670. Principal John Wiggins.
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671. And our celebrity contestant
from KLAM in Portland...
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672. The Bossman himself, Bob Cormier!
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673. From the racks and stacks
it's the best on wax...
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674. how about another double, golden oldie,
sound sandwich from KLAM in Portland...
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675. it's...
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676. Done.
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677. Diving into his fifth pie, Lardass began
to imagine that he wasn't eating pies.
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678. He pretended he was eating cowflops...
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679. and rat guts in blueberry sauce.
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680. Done.
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681. Slowly, a sound started to build
in Lardass's stomach.
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682. A strange and scary sound...
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683. like a log truck coming
at you at 100 miles an hour.
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684. Suddenly, Lardass opened his mouth...
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685. and before Bill Travis knew it...
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686. he was covered with five pies worth
of used blueberries.
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687. The women in the audience screamed.
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688. Bossman Bob Cormier took one look
at Bill Travis and barfed on Wiggins.
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689. Wiggins barfed on the lumberjack
that was sitting next to him.
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690. Mayor Grundy barfed on his wife's tits!
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691. But when the smell hit the crowd...
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692. that's when Lardass's plan
really started to work.
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693. Girlfriends barfed on boyfriends.
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694. Kids barfed on their parents.
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695. A fat lady barfed in her purse.
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696. The Donelley twins barfed on each other.
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697. The Women's Auxiliary barfed all over
the Benevolent Order of Antelopes.
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698. And Lardass just sat back
and enjoyed what he'd created.
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699. A complete and total barfarama.
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700. - Too cool!
- That was the best, just the best.
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701. Then what happened?
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702. What do you mean?
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703. I mean, what happened?
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704. What do you mean, "What happened?"
That's the end.
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705. How can that be the end? What kind of an
ending is that? What happens to Lardass?
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706. I don't know.
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707. Maybe he went home and celebrated
with a couple of cheeseburgers.
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708. Jesus, that ending sucks.
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709. Why don't you make it
so that Lardass goes home...
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710. and he shoots his father.
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711. Then he runs away
and he joins the Texas Rangers.
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712. How about that?
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713. I don't know.
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714. Something good like that.
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715. I like the ending. The barfing was good.
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716. But there's one thing
I didn't understand.
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717. Did Lardass have to pay
to get into the contest?
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718. No, Vern, they just let him in.
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719. Great, great story.
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720. It's a great story.
I just didn't like the ending.
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721. Where's the radio?
Let's see if we can get some sounds.
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722. Here.
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723. We talked into the night.
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724. The kind of talk that seemed important
until you discover girls.
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725. All right.
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726. Mickey's a Mouse. Donald's a duck.
Pluto's a dog.
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727. What's Goofy?
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728. If I could only have one food
for the rest of my life?
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729. That's easy. Pez.
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730. Cherry flavored Pez.
No question about it.
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731. Goofy's a dog. He's definitely a dog.
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732. I knew the $64,000 Question was fixed.
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733. There's no way anybody can know
that much about opera.
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734. He can't be a dog.
He wears a hat and drives a car.
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735. Wagon Train is a really cool show...
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736. but did you ever notice
that they never get anywhere?
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737. They just keep wagon training.
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738. God, that's weird.
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739. What the hell is Goofy?
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740. Not one of us mentioned Ray Brower,
but we were all thinking about him.
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741. Oh, my God.
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742. It's the Brower kid.
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743. His ghost is out walking in the woods.
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744. I promise I won't hock
no more dirty books.
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745. I promise I won't say no more bad swears.
I promise I'll eat my lima beans.
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746. Two for flinching.
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747. What is it, Chris?
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748. Maybe it's coyotes.
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749. Sounds like a woman screaming.
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750. It's not coyotes. It's his ghost.
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751. Don't say that.
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752. Teddy, sit down.
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753. I'm gonna go look for it.
I want to see the ghost.
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754. Don't say that.
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755. I just want to see it!
I just want to see what he looks like.
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756. Jesus H. Bald-headed Christ!
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757. Maybe we should stand guard.
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758. That's a good idea.
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759. Give me the gun.
I'll take the first watch.
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760. 23:00 hours.
Corporal Teddy Duchamp stands guard.
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761. No sign of the enemy. The fort is secure.
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762. Shut up, Teddy,
and keep your eyes peeled.
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763. - Cut it out.
- I'm trying to sleep.
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764. The dogfaces rested easy...
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765. in the knowledge that
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766. was protecting all that was dear to them.
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767. It should have been you, Gordon.
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768. Are you okay?
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769. You were dreaming.
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770. I didn't cry at Denny's funeral.
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771. I miss him, Chris.
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772. I really miss him.
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773. I know.
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774. Go back to sleep.
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775. Maybe you could go
into the college courses with me.
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776. That'll be the day.
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777. Why not? You're smart enough.
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778. They won't let me.
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779. What do you mean?
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780. It's the way the people think
of my family in this town.
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781. It's the way they think of me. I'm just one
of those low-life Chambers kids.
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782. That's not true.
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783. It is.
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784. No one asked me if I took the milk money.
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785. I just got a three-day vacation.
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786. Did you take it?
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787. Yeah, I took it. You knew I took it.
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788. Teddy knew I took it.
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789. Everyone knew I took it.
Even Vern knew, I think.
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790. Maybe I was sorry,
and I tried to give it back.
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791. You tried to give it back?
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792. Maybe, just maybe.
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793. Maybe I took it to Old Lady Simons
and told her, and the money was all there.
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794. But I still got a three-day vacation,
because it never showed up.
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795. And maybe the next week,
old Lady Simons...
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796. had this brand new skirt on
when she came to school.
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797. Yeah, it was brown and it had dots on it.
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798. Let's just say that I stole the milk money,
but old Lady Simons stole it back from me.
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799. Just suppose that I told this story.
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800. Me, Chris Chambers,
kid brother to Eyeball Chambers.
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801. Do you think anyone
would have believed it?
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802. No.
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803. You think that bitch would have tried that
if it had been one of those douche bags...
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804. from The View,
if they had taken the money?
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805. - No way.
- Hell, no.
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806. But, with me...
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807. I'm sure she had her eye on that skirt
for a long time.
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808. Anyway, she saw her chance
and she took it.
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809. I was the stupid one
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810. I just never thought...
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811. I never thought that a teacher...
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812. Who gives a fuck anyway?
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813. I just wish...
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814. that I could go someplace
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815. I guess I'm just a pussy.
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816. No way, man.
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817. The freight woke up the other guys...
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818. and it was on the tip of my tongue
to tell them about the deer, but I didn't.
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819. That was the one thing I kept to myself.
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820. I've never spoken or written of it
until just now.
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821. How come you didn't get
some breakfast stuff like...
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822. Twinkies, and Pez, and root beer?
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823. Sorry. I guess a more experienced shopper
could've gotten more for your 7 cents.
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824. With our stomachs rumbling,
we pressed on toward the Royal River.
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825. The reality of Ray Brower was growing,
and kept us moving despite the heat.
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826. For me, the idea
of seeing that kid's dead body...
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827. was starting to become an obsession.
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828. Gentlemen, the Royal.
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829. God, the tracks go way out of the way.
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830. We cut across this field right here,
we'll be there in an hour.
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831. I think we should stick to the tracks.
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832. I say we go across the field.
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833. Gordie?
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834. - Yeah.
- Let's go.
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835. Take no prisoners!
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836. You guys, it's a lot safer if we...
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837. Come on, men. Let's take on the...
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838. You don't know what's in those woods.
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839. You guys, wait up for me!
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840. I gotta tell you something,
but swear on your mother's name...
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841. that you won't tell anybody.
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842. You got it, pal.
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843. Eyeball, you know that Brower kid?
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844. What about him?
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845. I'll tell you something, but you must swear
on your mother's good name...
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846. you won't tell nobody.
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847. Billy and Charlie had managed to keep
their enormous secret for about 36 hours.
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848. A personal record for both of them.
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849. By noon, Ace and Eyeball had told
their secret to everybody in the gang.
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850. I guess for those guys, protecting their
mother's good name wasn't a top priority.
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851. Ace, maybe me and Charlie shouldn't go.
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852. Maybe you could go without us?
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853. You guys are acting like my grandmother
having a conniption fit.
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854. I don't see your problem.
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855. We take a bunch of fishing gear,
so if a cop asks us what we're doing:
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856. "We're here to take a couple of steelhead
out of the river. Look what we found."
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857. Come on, man, we're gonna be famous.
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858. We'll be on every radio and TV show
in the country.
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859. I still don't think we should go.
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860. Okay.
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861. You've stated your position clearly.
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862. Now, I'm gonna state mine.
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863. Get in the fucking car. Now!
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864. Let's go, man.
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865. - I hate this shortcut.
- "I hate this shortcut."
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866. You flinched! Two for flinching.
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867. But you flinched.
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868. I know. Two for flinching.
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869. How are we supposed to get across this?
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870. - We use you as a raft.
- Very funny.
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871. It's not that deep. We can walk across.
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872. I told you we should have stuck
to the tracks.
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873. Is it me,
or are you the world's biggest pussy?
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874. I suppose this is fun for you.
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875. No, but this is.
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876. Want some more?
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877. - Stop it, come on!
- Act your age.
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878. This is my age.
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879. I'm in the prime of my youth,
and I'll only be young once.
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880. But you're going to be stupid
for the rest of your life.
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881. That's it, Chambers.
You just signed your own death warrant.
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882. You die, Chambers!
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883. Get him, Chambers!
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884. - Vern's afraid he's gonna die!
- Teddy, you're gonna die!
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885. Where do you think
you're going, Lachance?
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886. Come on, you guys.
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887. Pile on!
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888. I don't want to do this.
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889. Get off!
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890. - Sleeper hold.
- Stop it. I'm serious.
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891. No one gets out of the sleeper hold.
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892. - Vern, there's something on your neck.
- I'm not falling for that one, Lachance.
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893. No, there is something on your neck.
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894. It's a leech. Leeches!
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895. - Oh, my God!
- Leeches!
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896. Get them off!
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897. Lay off me!
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898. - Gordie, there's some on your back.
- Get them off!
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899. Are there any on mine?
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900. Oh, shit, Chris.
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901. Oh, shit, man.
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902. Are you okay?
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903. Can you hear me?
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904. Are you there?
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905. Maybe he's dead.
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906. He's not dead.
He's still breathing, idiot.
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907. I don't know.
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908. Just cool it, you guys. He just fainted.
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909. I never met anybody who fainted before.
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910. Maybe he made a bad mistake
and looked at your face.
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911. Shut up, Teddy.
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912. You okay?
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913. - Yeah.
- Let's go.
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914. Maybe we should take Gordie back.
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915. Great, Chambers,
now you're turning pussy, too!
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916. What's your problem?
He had a leech on his balls. He fainted.
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917. Are you his mother?
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918. - Eat shit.
- You eat shit.
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919. I think Chris is right. Let's go back.
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920. What a surprise! The king of the pussies
wants to go back, too.
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921. - Stop calling me that.
- What, "pussy"? Pussy!
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922. - Stop it!
- Pussy!
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923. You four-eyed psycho!
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924. Get off me!
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925. Two for flinching.
Do I get two for flinching?
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926. You like it, Teddy?
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927. - Come on, you guys. Break it up.
- Stop it!
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928. I'm not going back.
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929. - Idiot.
- Shut up! Retard.
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930. At the time, I didn't know why I needed
to see that body so badly.
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931. Even if no one had followed me,
I would have gone on alone.
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932. No way, Ace! Not this time, man.
No way!
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933. - Go for it, Vince.
- You want to race?
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934. Oh, my God, I got him.
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935. You are history. History!
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936. - Fall back, Ace.
- Don't fuck around.
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937. Jesus Christ, Ace! Fall back, man!
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938. Shit, man! Shit!
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939. I won.
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940. You let him beat you, you cock-knocker.
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941. Coming though the woods,
I bet we saved over an hour.
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942. Is this the Back Harlow Road?
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943. The Brower kid must be
around here someplace.
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944. Teddy and Vern
watch the left side of the tracks.
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945. - We'll take the right.
- All right.
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946. There he is! I see him! Look!
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947. Look over there! I see him!
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948. None of us could breathe.
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949. Somewhere under those bushes
was the rest of Ray Brower.
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950. The train had knocked Ray
out of his Keds...
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951. just like it had knocked the life
out of his body.
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952. Jesus.
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953. The kid wasn't sick.
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954. The kid wasn't sleeping.
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955. The kid was dead.
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956. Let's look for some long branches.
We'll build him a stretcher.
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957. Gordie?
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958. Why did you have to die?
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959. What's the matter with Gordie?
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960. Nothing.
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961. You guys just go over there
and look for some branches?
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962. Okay.
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963. Why did he have to die, Chris?
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964. Why did Denny have to die? Why?
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965. I don't know.
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966. - It should have been me.
- Don't say that.
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967. - It should have been me.
- Don't say that, man.
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968. I'm no good.
My dad said it. I'm no good.
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969. He doesn't know you.
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970. He hates me.
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971. He doesn't hate you.
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972. - He hates me.
- No.
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973. He just doesn't know you.
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974. He hates me. My dad hates me.
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975. He hates me. Oh, God.
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976. You're gonna be a great writer someday.
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977. You might even write about us guys,
if you ever get hard-up for material.
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978. I guess I'd have to be pretty hard-up?
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979. Yeah.
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980. What the fuck do you know about this?
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981. Son of a bitch! My little brother.
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982. You wasn't planning on taking
the body from us, was you, boys?
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983. You get away.
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984. We found him. We got dibs.
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985. We better start running, Eyeball.
They got dibs.
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986. We earned him. You guys came in a car.
That's not fair. He's ours.
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987. "That's not fair. He's ours."
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988. Well, not anymore.
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989. There are four of us, Eyeball.
You just make your move.
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990. We will. Don't you worry.
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991. Vern, you little son of a whore.
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992. - You was under the porch.
- No, I swear it wasn't me.
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993. You keyhole-peeping bung.
I ought to beat the living shit out of you.
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994. You guys have two choices.
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995. Either leave quietly and we take the body...
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996. or you stay
and we beat the shit out of you.
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997. And we take the body.
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998. - Besides, me and Billy found him first.
- Vern told us how you found him.
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999. "Billy, I wish we'd never boosted that car."
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1000. "Billy, I think I just turned
my Fruit of the Looms into fudge factory."
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1001. - That's it. Your ass is grass!
- Hold it.
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1002. Okay, Chambers, you little faggot.
This is your last chance.
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1003. What do you say, kid?
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1004. Why don't you go home
and fuck your mother some more?
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1005. You're dead.
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1006. Come on, let's split.
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1007. - They're not taking him.
- Come on, this is crazy.
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1008. - They're not taking him.
- He's got a knife, man.
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1009. Ace, come on.
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1010. You're gonna have to kill me, Ace.
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1011. No problem.
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1012. You're not taking him.
Nobody's taking him.
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1013. Come on, kid, just give me the gun
before you take your foot off.
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1014. You ain't got the sack
to shoot a woodchuck.
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1015. Don't move, Ace.
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1016. I'll kill you. I swear to God.
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1017. Come on, Lachance, give me the gun.
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1018. You must have at least some
of your brother's good sense.
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1019. Suck my fat one,
you cheap dime-store hood.
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1020. What are you going to do, shoot us all?
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1021. No, just you.
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1022. We're gonna get you for this.
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1023. Maybe you will and maybe you won't.
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1024. We will.
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1025. We're not going to forget this,
if that's what you're thinking.
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1026. This is big time, baby.
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1027. "Suck my fat one"?
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1028. Whoever told you,
you had a fat one, Lachance?
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1029. Biggest one in four counties.
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1030. Are we going to take him?
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1031. No.
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1032. But we came all this way?
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1033. We're supposed to be heroes.
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1034. Not this way, Teddy.
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1035. Chris, give me a hand.
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1036. Ray Brower's body was found...
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1037. but neither our gang
nor their gang got the credit.
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1038. We decided that an anonymous phone call
was the best thing to do.
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1039. We headed home. And although
many thoughts raced through our minds...
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1040. we barely spoke.
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1041. We walked all night
and made it back to Castle Rock...
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1042. a little past 5:00 on Sunday morning,
the day before Labour Day.
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1043. We'd only been gone two days,
but somehow the town seemed different...
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1044. smaller.
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1045. See you in school.
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1046. See you in Junior High.
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1047. Penny.
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1048. I better get home, before my mom
puts me on the "10 Most Wanted List."
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1049. No hard feelings, okay?
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1050. No way, man.
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1051. As time went on we saw less and less
of Teddy and Vern...
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1052. until eventually they became
just two more faces in the halls.
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1053. It happens sometimes.
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1054. Friends come in and out of your life
like busboys in a restaurant.
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1055. I heard that Vern got married
out of high school, had four kids...
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1056. and is now the forklift operator
at the Arsenault Lumber Yard.
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1057. Teddy tried to get into the Army,
but his eyes and his ear kept him out.
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1058. Last I'd heard
he'd spent some time in jail...
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1059. and was now doing odd jobs
around Castle Rock.
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1060. I'm never gonna get out of this town,
am I, Gordie?
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1061. You can do anything you want, man.
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1062. Sure.
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1063. Give me some skin.
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1064. I'll see you.
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1065. Not if I see you first.
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1066. Chris did get out.
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1067. He enrolled in the
college courses with me.
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1068. And although it was hard,
he gutted it out like he always did.
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1069. He went on to college
and eventually became a lawyer.
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1070. Last week,
he entered a fast-food restaurant.
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1071. Just ahead of him,
two men got into an argument.
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1072. One of them pulled a knife.
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1073. Chris, who'd always made the best peace,
tried to break it up.
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1074. He was stabbed in the throat.
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1075. He died almost instantly.
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1076. Dad, can we go now?
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1077. - You ready?
- We've been ready for an hour.
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1078. I'll be right there.
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1079. He said that a half hour ago.
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1080. Yeah my dad's weird.
He gets like that when he's writing.
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