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Molly: "Works like a charm!" |
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Loretta: "I don't want a man
who doesn't love me." |
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Jake:
"I damn near almost love you, Loretta." |
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Molly:
"Want me to call you 'Mom'?" |
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Loretta:
"You got your eye on my fifty dollar tip,
don't you?" |
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Lois: "No one here can love or
understand me..." |
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Molly:
"Don't you ever wonder what they eat in Brooklyn?" |
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Lois: "Molly, I don't think boys are
gonna be a problem at all." |
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Jake: "A custom-made injury.
A gnarled masterpiece." |
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Dyson:
"I intend to eat my sack lunch." |
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Lois: "He's afraid that when you lose the pastor, you
lose the faith." |
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Lois:
"Death would not wear turquoise." |
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Molly: "Dad, he's got a gun!" |
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"Fun is enough Molly. Everything else
is theory."
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Molly: "Dad, it's a frisbee." |
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Jake: "My daughter is a well-known
black belt." |
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Dyson: "...you can fire a brief warning shot and then
fell me in my tracks." |
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