Monday, January 7, 2019

Riley's First Date subtitles

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(GIGGLING)
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EDNA: Oh, my God.
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Yes!
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Of course you can leave
the baby overnight.
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I'm sure filling in for Helen
is challenging, and you are very tired
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and the other children need you
and miss you, and you must go to them.
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Auntie Edna will take care
of everything,
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so, drive safely and goodbye.
I enjoy our visits.
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(LOCK KEYPAD CLACKING)
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Okay, little one, show me
the breadth of your many powers.
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(GIGGLES)
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(COOS)
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(STRAINING)
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(GIGGLES AND COOS) Uh-oh.
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Hmm... Curious.
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(EXCLAIMS)
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(GIGGLING)
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(SPLATS)
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(GIGGLING)
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(GASPS)
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(CLATTERING)
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(BAWLING)
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(SLURPING)
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(HICCUPS)
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(GRUNTS AND SLURPS)
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(CLANGS)
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(GIGGLING)
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(EXPLODES)
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EDNA: Electromagnetism.
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Hmm. That is all I need to see.
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The work begins.
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-(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(JACK-JACK GIGGLES)
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Interdimensional teleportation.
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(JACK-JACK COOING)
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(BABIES BABBLING)
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(EDNA MUTTERING)
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(GRUNTING)
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(EXCLAIMS AND GIGGLES)
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No, that is imported!
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-(BABBLES)
-From Tunisia.
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(BABIES GIGGLING)
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(GROANS)
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Oh! Hobnobs.
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-Cookies. Delicious cookies.
-(BABIES EXCLAIMING)
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Get back. Back, you beasts.
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Back!
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-(BABIES CRYING)
-(SIGHS)
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That is all the cookies I possess.
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Now, get yourselves together.
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(JACK-JACK GRUNTING)
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(JACK-JACK GROWLS)
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-(EDNA GASPS)
-(YELLING)
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-(GASPS)
-(THUDS)
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-(THUDDING)
-(GROWLING)
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(GASPS) My God.
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(JACK-JACK SCREAMING)
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Fascinating.
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(JACK-JACK
CONTINUES SCREAMING)
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(JACK-JACK COOS WEAKLY)
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(GROANS)
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(COOS SOFTLY)
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EDNA: Okay, come out and show me.
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Work it, yes. There it is.
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The room is yours.
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They are lucky to be in your presence.
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Now, the turn.
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Yes! You are a tiny god.
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(GIGGLING)
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(BEEPING)
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-Dada.
-Dada is here.
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-Let's show him how fabulous you look.
-(GIGGLES)
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(SMACKS LIPS)
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Thanks again, E, for everything.
How much do I owe you for...
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Oh, fish-posh, darling. Your bill
will be covered by my fee
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for being Mr. Incredible, Elastigirl,
and Frozone's exclusive designer
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throughout the known universe
and until the end of time.
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But babysitting this one,
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I do for free, darling.
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-(GASPS) Robert.
-(GIGGLES)
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Robert!
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(MUSIC PLAYING)
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(DOORBELL RINGING)
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Is Riley here?
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Red alert!
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-(ALARM BLARING)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Boy. Boy.
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AUTOMATED VOICE: Boy. Boy. Boy.
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I don't like this.
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This can't be a date! She's only 12!
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Let's probe, but layer it
with cool words the kids say,
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so it's not obvious.
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Did she just say "fo sheezy"?
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I don't understand. What's happening?
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Ugh, this is just embarrassing.
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I can't. I can't.
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I know what you're doing here, Jordan.
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You don't think that I know what
you know, but I know, you little punk!
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He's not good enough for Riley.
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No one is!
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Go back to jail!
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DAD'S ANGER: What are you
looking for, Jordan? Something to steal?
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-Like our daughter.
-Should we say something?
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No, no, no. He'll be expecting that.
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Give him the silent treatment.
He's about to crack, I can feel it.
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-(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
-Whoa, dude! Awesome!
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Sir, no response.
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Two can play at your mind games,
Jordan. Intimidate!
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Dude, what's he looking at?
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Probably your dumb hat.
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Whoa!
-(LAUGHING)
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-(GRUNTS)
-(CRASHING)
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-Sir, intimidation is failing.
-(SCOFFS)
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Increase the pressure. Engage.
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Sir, that sounds like backtalk.
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(GROANS) That's it! He's outta here!
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Give him the boot.
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Yes, sir. Launching boot.
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(ALARM BLARING)
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On my mark. In five, four, three...
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Wait. We were in a band.
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(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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Stop talking like that!
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Wait. Where's Jordan?
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Sir, the wife has initiated contact.
What do we do?
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This is our chance. Give her the look.
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(SCOFFS) He's making
that stupid face again.
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MOM'S ANGER: Ugh.
Should we smack him?
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Come on. He's adorable.
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There's the signal.
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-(KEYBOARDS CLACKING)
-We are go. Repeat, we are go.
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Contact in five, four, three, two...
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-(CHEERING)
-(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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(EXPLOSION)
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(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
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I'm good. You guys good?
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-Yeah. I'm good.
-Yeah, I'm good here.
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-Good.
-(MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)
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(DOORBELL RINGING)
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Is Riley here?
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Red alert!
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-(ALARM BLARING)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Boy. Boy.
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AUTOMATED VOICE: Boy. Boy. Boy.
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There's a boy in my house.
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I knew she was going skating,
but I thought it was with her friends.
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Why is there a boy in my house?
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This isn't a date, is it? I'll ask Riley.
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I don't like this.
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This can't be a date! She's only 12!
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Let's probe, but layer it
with cool words the kids say,
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so it's not obvious.
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So, what's the dealio with Jordan?
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O- M-G, he is awesome-sauce
fo sheezy.
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MOM: I'm not playin'.
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Did she just say "fo sheezy"?
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I don't understand. What's happening?
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Ugh, this is just embarrassing.
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I can't. I can't.
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MOM: Holla!
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(SNIFFLES)
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I know what you're doing here, Jordan.
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You don't think that I know what
you know, but I know, you little punk!
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He's not good enough for Riley.
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No one is!
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Go back to jail!
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DAD'S ANGER: What are you
looking for, Jordan? Something to steal?
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-Like our daughter.
-Should we say something?
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No, no, no. He'll be expecting that.
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Give him the silent treatment.
He's about to crack, I can feel it.
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-(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
-Whoa, dude! Awesome!
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Sir, no response.
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Two can play at your mind games,
Jordan. Intimidate!
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(INHALES SHARPLY)
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Dude, what's he looking at?
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Probably your dumb hat.
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Whoa!
-(LAUGHING)
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-(GRUNTS)
-(CRASHING)
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(CHUCKLES)
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-Sir, intimidation is failing.
-(SCOFFS)
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Increase the pressure. Engage.
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So, Jordan,
what do you like to do for fun?
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I don't know. Stuff.
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Sir, that sounds like backtalk.
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(GROANS) That's it! He's outta here!
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Give him the boot.
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Yes, sir. Launching boot.
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(ALARM BLARING)
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On my mark. In five, four, three...
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Oh...
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I play in a band. That's fun.
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Wait. We were in a band.
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(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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I was in a band, lead guitar.
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Cool. I rock the bass.
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-We played a lot ofAC/DC.
-Yeah, my favorite band is AC/DC.
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-(GASPS)
-What.
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Mom, ew, it's not a date.
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We're going skating
with a group of friends.
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Oh, fun. That'll be off the hook. L-O-L.
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Stop talking like that!
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Wait. Where's Jordan?
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Did you leave Jordan with Dad?
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Mom! This is so embarrassing.
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Riley, your father
would never do any...
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(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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Yeah!
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-Awesome.
-(CRASHING)
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Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.
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-Have fun.
-Peace out, my homies.
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You know, Jordan's a good kid.
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You're not so bad yourself.
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Sir, the wife has initiated contact.
What do we do?
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This is our chance. Give her the look.
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(SCOFFS) He's making
that stupid face again.
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MOM'S ANGER: Ugh.
Should we smack him?
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Come on. He's adorable.
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There's the signal.
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-(KEYBOARDS CLACKING)
-We are go. Repeat, we are go.
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Contact in five, four, three, two...
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-(CHEERING)
-(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
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(EXPLOSION)
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(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
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I'm good. You guys good?
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-Yeah. I'm good.
-Yeah, I'm good here.
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-Good.
-(MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)
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Okay, that's enough.
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Ah, yeah. Um... I'll go fix the table.
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Miss Fritter's Racing School
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RACE ANNOUNCER:
We witnessed racing history today,
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as newcomer Cruz Ramirez upset
Jackson Storm to win the Florida 500.
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(LAUGHS)
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Cruz, let's put this right here,
where it'll be safe and sound.
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(CHUCKLES)
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MISS FRITTER: Are you feeling like
your life is forever stuck in neutral?
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Or the road you're on
is one long dead-end street?
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Well, that's how I used to feel
when I was driving
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for the Lower Belleville
County Unified School District.
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But I changed the direction of my life
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when I started
Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool!
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And I can help you
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-change the direction of your life, too!
-(IMPACTS)
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I lost my job
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because I had a broken siren
and I was accident prone.
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But thanks to Miss Fritter,
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I've turned my accident proneness
into my greatest strength.
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And she helped me fix my siren, too.
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(IMITATES SIREN BLARING)
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(LAUGHS)
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So, I go see my mechanic
for a routine service, right?
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He says to me,
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"Take a look in the rearview.
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"Your got high oil pressure,
your steering's shot,
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"and your odometer's
about to turn over.
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"It's time for you to shift gears
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"and learn to relax."
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-(IMPACTS)
-(LAUGHS)
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-FARE: Hey! What!?
-(HONKS)
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-(HONKS)
-Oh.
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FARE: Hey! Whoo-hoo! Over here!
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I'm still talking here.
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So, I took my mechanic's advice
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and enrolled
in Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool.
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And now, I'm as relaxed as a VW van.
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(KNOCK KNOCK)
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I was lost, driving day after day
on an endless road to nowhere.
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-Then...
-(IMPACTS)
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But don't take our word for it.
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Go ask two
of our most recent graduates.
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MISS FRITTER: Lightning McQueen
and Cruz Ramirez.
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FARE: (AS McQUEEN)
Miss Fritter is the best.
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ARVY: (AS CRUZ)
She taught me everything I know.
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So race on down now
to Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool!
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Or call us at 1-CRAZY-844-RETTIRF.
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That's "Fritter" spelled backwards.
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Or find us on the Internets,
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at youreguaranteedtohaveablast.com.
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-(HONKING)
-(CHEERING AND LAUGHING)
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Maybe that wasn't
such a safe place after all.
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MISS FRITTER: Yeah.
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(PROJECTOR WHIRRING)
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(BOTH YAWN)
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Who are we talking about?
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BOTH: Oh!
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Yeah, that little fish who
crossed the ocean to find her parents.
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-(LAUGHING) Her parents!
-(LAUGHS)
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Oh, yeah. No, no, I've known her
since she was a cute little guppy.
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When I met her, I don't know, I find of
got a strange first impression.
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I'll be honest, the second impression
wasn't much better.
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Well, I don't...
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Look, I don't want to brag,
but I could sense her before I saw her.
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No, I'm not kidding.
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Yeah, I have this thing
called echolocation.
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Well, it's...
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You know what, rather than explain it,
I can give you a little.
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Sure. Uh, if you could just give me
a little bit of room.
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Thank you so much.
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(CLEARS THROAT)
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Okay.
(CONTINUES CLEARING THROAT)
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She never said a mean word to anyone.
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-Always kind.
-Always kind.
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-Always forgiving.
-Always forgiving.
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-Yeah, a giant heart.
-Giant heart.
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Yeah.
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(CLEARING THROAT)
Okay, here we go.
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(VOCALIZING)
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Just a sec.
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(CONTINUES VOCALIZING)
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Just a sec.
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This never happens.
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Somebody wearing metal?
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You know, it's funny,
I thought she didn't like me at first
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'cause she could never
remember my name.
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But then I realized
she never remembered anyone's name.
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(CONTINUES VOCALIZING)
You have got to want it.
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You got to want it. Get in there!
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(HIGH-PITCHED VOCALIZING)
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Here we go.
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Now, I'm feeling it. And there it goes.
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I don't know what's happening,
and I apologize.
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Here's the thing though.
I don't usually care for upbeat so much.
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but she grew on me, okay?
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She tends to grow on you,
whether you like it or not.
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I am quite large.
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She used to play
Hide and Go Seek in my mouth.
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Olly, olly, oxen free.
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Mmm, I don't remember any of that.
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(PROJECTOR STOPS WHIRRING)
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