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At night, while the city churns, I dream... / ... the same dream, over and over. / I am walking down a long lonely road when I see two glowing eyes gazing at me. / They beckon me. / I look into the fiery eyes, / and see myself / And I have to ask... / Is it an omen, or just a bad Thai take out? |
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Here come more for you, Chelsea. / No Han, I can't. I have to be at the art gallery in an hour. / Then you work quick. / Who am I?! The Bionic Woman?!! / No, she faster and cuter! / Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. |
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Got to get to the art gallery soon or Mr. Valentine is going to have kittens. / I just hope nothing happens. / Gimme your purse! / I've live in New York City for three years and you wait 'til now to mug me? / Takes a while to get to everybody. |
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Lady. Gimme the purse or else! / I... I... / Noooo! / Iiieee! / Definitely have to cut out the Thai take-out. |
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If I have to be nice to one more person I think I'm going to puke. Where is that girl? / Ah Mrs. Fordin. You look simply divine tonight. / True, how true. / Am I late? / Not too late to watch me puke. / Ecuador, you must give me a personal tour. |
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Mr. Valentine I am so sorry that I'm late. You see I was mugged and... / Miss Chattan. I don't need excuses. I need a bright smiling face at that door. / I... I'm sorry. / Apology accepted. You're fired. / Wha...? You can't fire me I'm a volunteer. / Good. Then there will be no paper work. |
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I've been mugged, fired and humiliated. What else can go wrong? / Sploosh / Is that it?! Are you done now?!! / I gotta pee. |
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What'll it be? / Hmmm. Let me think. / I'm craving something... RARE. / Frank!! Sear a Steer!! / God what's going to happen next. / Sora. Sora. / ? / It's Romanian. It means "Sister". / Thanks, but I'm not interested. / Mmmmm. This burger is wonderful! / Munch Munch / There's only one problem. / Oh? / I'm a vegetarian / Frank!! Get a mop!! / Hurrrl! |
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Slamm!! / Slamm!! / Uh... / Your mother called. / Slamm!! / Click |
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I have had the worst day in history. / I was mugged, fired, a bus splashed water on me, / then I went to a diner, got hit on by a girl, ordered a burger and threw it up. / And I think I changed into a werewolf, or something. / ? |
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Tell me about the werewolf thing again? / Some guy tried to mug me tonight. I got scared and shouted "No", but it wasn't me. It was... y'know something else. Maybe it was just my imagination. It was weird. / And you were expecting it not be be weird? |
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Okay, Valentine's a jerk. He was bound to fire you anyway. / The Romanian chick may have called you "Sister", but that doesn't mean she's a lezabelle. She may have just liked your jewelry. / But what's the deal with the burger. You gag when I cook my turkey dogs. / How do you get these damn things open!!! / Oh Boy! |
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I'll get it! / Rinngg / Oh, hello Mama. / No, I didn't say "Oh" because I was disapointed to hear it was you. Just a bad day. / No Mama, you don't have to fly up here and tuck me in tonight. |
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What's up? / Well... / Cynthia, my stepsister is getting married this weekend. I forgot it was so soon. / So you're going home? / Yeah, home sweet home. |
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It's been six hours. Do you want to come in? / Now that my mind is clear, I can practice a little magic. / It would be nice... / if I could just once... / make this pencil move an inch or two. / Oh my God?! / Rats. / Plop! / Did that really happen? / ... or is the searing pain in my legs going to my head again? |
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Wham! / What the hell was that? / I dunno. / Should we take a look? I'm going to take a look. You want to take a look? / I dunno. / Man are you awake? / I dunno. |
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It's a bird. It must have hit the trailer. / Not cool. Bad omen. / Bird hits your house and dies is a sign of troubling times ahead. / We live in this dump and you tell me it's going to get worse!!! |
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Wait a minute. It's moving. / Cool. That's a good omen. Bird hits your house and lives means good luck ahead. / C'mon bird!! Live!!!!! / I think our lives just went back into the toilet. |
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You know good luck and bad luck are relative. Good luck could be perceived as finding a penny and bad luck... / You're late for work. / Exactly. Oh, right. / If that boy had a brain, I'd be scared. |
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You're late Jubal, Jubal. / I know. I know. / Bird flew into the trailer this morning. / Die!? / 'fraid so. I feel bad about it too. / "Funeral for a friend" or "Don't fear the reaper?" / I didn't know him like you did. |
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Paul, bro, the man of the hour. How's the groom to be? / I'm fine, but you still haven't picked up your tux. / Don't sweat it. I've got something that will look great. / You're the best man. A fake tux t-shirt is not acceptable. / You shoot down all my good ideas. |
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Look Sebo, there's a crow sitting on a stump, a-facin' north. That's a sign if I ever seen one. / I'll say... a lunch sign. / Sebo, I have a feeling about Chelsea. That girl is coming home and something is up with her. Something bad. / We need to see what's in the cards. / Oh my. / Oh dear. / Oh no! / I found something Sebo. / You found something? A curse, perhaps, transforming Miss Chelsea into a hideous creature? / I found that somebody's been chewing on my tarot cards! / I do day, it is a lovely day. I think I will go outside and stalk something. |
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Jubal told me a bird flew into your trailer this morning. / Huh? Oh, yeah. I chucked it in the trash before I came. / What?! You didn't bury it? How would you like it if someone "chucked" you into a trash heap?! / I wouldn't care, but I'm sure it would raise a big stick down town. |
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Jubal said if a bird flies into your house and dies, it is a bad omen. / It is. / I don't believe in that bull, but still, I keep looking over my shoulder every six seconds. / Look no further, Wald, Wald. Bad news has come to town. / I hate buses. I never knew that traveling from New York to North Carolina meant a stop over in Arizona. |
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Is that Chelsea Chattan? / It sure is. / Let's see know, Jubal's going to freak first. Then colonial Ben is going to call out the National Guard... / She's coming over here. / Girlfriend!!! / Girlfriend!!! / Doesn't female togetherness make you want to puke. |
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Chelsea, Chelsea! What are you doing here in town? / I'm here for Cyn's wedding. / It's good to have you back girl. / Hey, Chels what am I, dog poop? / I thought there was a strange odor following me around today. |
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Thank's for the lift to the house. / No sweat. / This is your first time back since you left, isn't it? / Yes. I'm a bit nervous about it too. / If Ben, the evil step colonial gives you any grief, I'll send SJ to deal with him. / You're all heart, Wald. |
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This is it. Will you guys come with me? / Let me get my stun gun first. / Just go on in, Chels. Just turn the knob and... / Let me out of here! I'm going back to New York City where it's safe. |
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Hello? Hello? Anybody home? / Hmm. No one home, just... old memories. / Old memories, old regrets... / What are you doing? / I'm packing! / We've discussed this and I forbid you to go. / Ben, I'm suffocating here. Skeeter and I are moving to New York City. We are going to make something meaningful or our lives. Don't you understand?! / You'll break your mother's heart if you go! / I know you don't give a damn! / Go one then! The hell with you!! / Chelsea, Chelsea are you okay? Chels? / I'm fine, just bad memories. / Bad memories? Wald gets those every time he looks in the mirror, hee hee. |
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Don't be so down Chelsea, Chelsea. / Sigh. / Yeah, it's a beautiful day, bright and halfway cheerful. The birds are singing and... / Oh hell, that reminds me, we gotta go to a freakin' funeral. / I'm sure that will cheer me up. |
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