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Mr. Bobrucz: You, Fifi, can take your French fruit and stuff it up your big bird.
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Holmes: The Shadow of Death. The gripping drama was the last play presented at the Orpheum. It closed after only one night, but not without garnering some praise. Harris in the Daily Telegram said, 'In an otherwise dismal evening, Reginald Kincaid provided some welcome laughs.'.
Wiggins: You said it was a gripping drama.
Holmes: It's unimportant now, isn't it?
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Wyatt Earp: It's all true, give or take a lie or two.
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Peter Plunkett: All I wanted to be was happily useless, you made me miserably useless.
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Vance: We do not want to end up with a low potassium level.
Pee-wee: Duh, Vance! You'd think I never went to agricultural junior college.
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Janis Zuckerman: I'm looking for a guy named Louie, fuzzy hair, crooked teeth, bug eyes. Has he been around lately?
Girl Punk: Suck shit through a tube.