The Nightmare Before Christmas off-screen dialogues

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NARRATOR: 'Twas a long time ago
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JACK: Not at all, Mayor.
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BIG WITCH: Walls fall?
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MAYOR: Hold it!
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JACK: (YAWNS) Where are we?
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WITCHES: We opened the sarcophagi.
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DR. FINKELSTEIN: Sally?
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SALLY: (SLURPS) Mmm! See?
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MAYOR: Town meeting!
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JACK: Zero! I'm home.
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MAYOR: Patience, everyone!
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OOGIE: (CACKLES) That's right!
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MAYOR: Next!
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LOCK, SHOCK AND BARREL:
Jack, Jack!
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IGOR: Master!
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SANTA: Kathleen, Bobby, Susie...
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SANTA: Me on vacation
on Christmas eve?
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SANTA: Haven't you heard of peace
on earth and goodwill toward men?
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WOMAN: And what did Santa
bring you, honey?
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NEWSREADER: "Reports are pouring
in from all over the globe
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JACK: Merry Christmas to all
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MAYOR: The king of Halloween
has been blown to smithereens.
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SALLY: Help!
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OOGIE: Seven!
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SANTA: This can't be happening.
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MAYOR: Jack! Jack!
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BARREL: Here he is! Alive!
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The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad subtitle voiceovers

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NARRATOR: If you were asked
choose the most fabulous character
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NARRATOR: Poor MacBadger.
He'd reached the end of his rope.
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TOAD: Tally-ho!
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TOAD: The open road.
The dusty highway.
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CYRIL: Ahem!
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-Splendid.
-RAT: This is serious.
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RAT: You're fast becoming
a menace to society.
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NARRATOR: Mania. That's it.
That's what it was.
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RAT: That's better.
And you can't escape.
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MAN: Toad arrested!
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JUDGE: Next witness.
CLERK: Mr. Angus MacBadger!
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COUNSEL FOR CROWN:
Gentlemen of the jury, the Crown rests.
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RAT: Moley.
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CLERK: Cyril Proudbottom.
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CYRIL: The barman,
a codger named Winky,
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-CYRIL: The guvnor answered...
-That car must be mine.
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CLERK: Mr. Winky. Mr. Winky.
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MAN: Toad guilty!
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NARRATOR: News of Toad's disgrace
rocked the nation.
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NARRATOR: Yes, once again
it was a white Christmas.
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NARRATOR: Alas, for good intentions,
Toad was incurable.
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MAN: Halt!
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POLICEMAN: You fellows over there,
you see him?
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NARRATOR: Gad!
What perfectly ripping luck.
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MAN: There he goes.
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-POLICEMAN: Where?
-Over there!
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NARRATOR: Blockheads, let them
scour the countryside.
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-MALE: Open up! Open up, I say!
-The police!
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RAT: MacBadger.
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WEASELS: Winky!
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WEASEL: Hip, hip...
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NARRATOR: It was an excellent plan,
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NARRATOR: Phew!
That was a close one.
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MOLE: Oh, look. They're all asleep.
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MacBADGER: Lads, they're drunk.
They're been hitting the bottle.
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-But where's Winky?
-RAT: There he is.
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MacBADGER: Shh.
He's got the paper on him.
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WINKY: After it.
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TOAD: Ahem!
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NARRATOR: And so it was
a happy ending after all.
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TOAD: Hello, you fellows.
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NARRATOR: (LAUGHS) Oh, yes.
That J. Thadd was quite a lad.
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BROM: Yahoo!
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NARRATOR: It was inevitable
such a man as Ichabod
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ICHABOD: (THINKING)
Ah, Katrina, my love.
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NARRATOR: Truth to say, every portal
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KATRINA: Yoo-hoo!
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NARRATOR:
In the very witching hour of night,
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BROM: Once you cross that bridge,
my friends,
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Alice in Wonderland off-screen voiceovers

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LORINA: "Wanted leaders,
and had been of late
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ALICE: Oh, dear.
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DOORKNOB: This won't do at all.
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ALICE: Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!
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-Yes, but...
-DODO: All right, let's have it now.
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DODO: Look lively.
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-I'm late.
-DODO: Don't step on the fish.
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DODO: Watch it. Stop kicking that
mackerel. Brilliant. Jolly well done.
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TWEDDLEDEE:
Mr. Walrus, said the carpenter
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-The time has come
-TWEEDLEDEE: The walrus said
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TWEEDLEDEE: But Mother Oyster
winked her eye
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-And stay right here
-TWEEDLEDEE: Mum said
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TWEEDLEDEE:
But answer there came none
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TWEEDLEDUM: And this was
scarcely odd because
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RABBIT: Mary Ann. Drat that girl.
Where could she have put them?
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RABBIT: A monster.
A monster, Dodo, in my house.
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-Thank goodness.
-RABBIT: What is it?
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RABBIT: Oh! Bill! Bill, we need
a lazard with a lidder.
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-Oh, no.
-DODO: Oh-ho...
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-Curious butterflies.
-FLOWER: Bread-and-butterflies.
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-FLOWER: Naturally.
-I beg your pardon, but did you...
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FLOWER: Ever see an Alice
with a blossom like that?
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-It is not.
-ALICE: Well, it is to me.
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CATRPILLAR: Stop!
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CATERPILLAR: By the way,
I have a few more helpful hints.
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-CHESHIRE CAT: Lose something?
-Oh!
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ALICE: How very curious.
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HARE: If there are no objections,
let it be unanimous
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HATTER: A very merry unbirthday
HARE: A very merry unbirthday
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-You must have a cup of tea.
-ALICE: That would be nice.
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-Oh, dear.
-HATTER: Oh, my.
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HARE: Mad watch.
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HATTER: Oh, my!
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-And it was an unbirthday present, too.
-HARE: In that case...
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ALICE: Oh, erm... Excuse me.
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COMMANDER: Cards, halt!
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-And the king.
-CARD: Hooray!
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-QUEEN: You?
-No. Two.
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-Yes. And I was hoping...
-QUEEN: Look up. Speak nicely.
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COMMANDER: Shuffle deck!
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QUEEN: Someone's head
will roll for this.
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-Hmm?
-QUEEN: Hmm...
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RABBIT: The March Hare.
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RABBIT: The Dormouse.
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RABBIT: The Mad Hatter.
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QUEEN: Somebody's head
is going to roll for this!
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QUEEN: Don't let her get away!
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LORINA: Alice! Alice!
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Lady and the Tramp off-screen subtitles

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JIM: It's for you, Darling.
Merry Christmas.

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JIM: Well, it has a ribbon.

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JIM: Come on, Lady. Over here.

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DARLING: But Jim Dear, are you sure

she'll be warm enough?

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JIM: Why, of course, Darling.

She'll be snug as a bug in a...

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DARLING: Look, she's lonesome.

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JIM: Now, Darling, if we're going

to show her who's master,

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JIM: Lady.

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JIM: Lady. Quiet, now. You hear me?

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DARLING: Jim, dear.

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DARLING: Oh, Jim.
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JIM: What?
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JIM: All right.

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JIM: (YAWNING)

All right, Lady. All right.

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DARLING: What's wrong, Jim?
What is it?

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JIM: Can't you explain to Lady
about Sundays?

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JIM: Have you noticed, Darling,

since we've had Lady,

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DARLING: Yes, I just don't know

how we ever got along without her.

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JIM: Say, she must be about

six months old.

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DARLING: Hope it fits.

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LADY: Jock.

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JIM: Hello, there, Lady.
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JIM: You know, darling, with Lady
here, I'd say life is quite complete.

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DARLING: Yes, dear.

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JOE: (SINGING)

A beautiful day to make pizza

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DOGCATCHER: Hey.
What's going on over there?
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DOGCATCHER: Why, you mangy
mutt. Hey. Let go. Let go of me.
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JOCK: Good morning, lassie.

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JIM: Down, Lady, down.

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DARLING: Of course I am.

Why shouldn't I be?

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JIM: I just can't help worrying.
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DARLING: No, Lady. No walk today.
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DARLING: No, Lady.

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JOCK: Well, they resemble humans.
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TRUSTY: But I'd say a mite smaller.

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JOCK: Aye, and they walk on all fours.

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TRUSTY: And if I remember correctly,

they bellow a lot.

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JIM: Uh-huh.

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JIM: Darling?

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DARLING: I'm afraid not.

Nobody ever knows for certain.

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JIM: Darling, are you sure

you want watermelon?

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DARLING: Mmm-hmm.

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WOMAN 1: That's the cutest thing

I ever saw.

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WOMAN 2: What darling little booties.

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WOMAN 1: That bonnet.

WOMAN 2: Isn't it just too adorable?

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WOMAN 3: Don't you love showers?

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WOMAN 4: I've her seen you

look more beautiful.

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WOMAN 5: Isn't she absolutely radiant?

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WOMAN 6: Radiant. That's what

I told Bill yesterday.

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MAN 1: Jim, you look terrible.

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MAN 2: Absolutely horrible.

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MAN 1: I never saw you look worse.

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MAN 3: Cheer up, Jim. Old Doc Jones

has never lost a father yet.

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JIM: Yes, Aunt Sarah, it's a boy.

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DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I know.

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JIM: A boy.

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SARAH: Hello? Hello, Jim?
Are you there, Jim?

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LADY: What is a baby?

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DARLING: There, now.
Little star sweeper. Dream on.

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JIM: Well, that should do it.

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DARLING: Jim, I just can't leave him.

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JIM: He'll be all right.

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DARLING: Jim, I feel so guilty

deserting him like this.

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JIM: Nonsense.

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DARLING: She thinks

we're running out on him.

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JIM: Don't worry, old girl.
We'll be back in a few days.

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DARLING: And Aunt Sarah will be here.

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-JIM: With you here to help her...

-(DOOR BELL JINGLING)

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SARAH: Sorry I'm date, dears.
Hope I haven't kept you waiting.

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JIM: Let me take your things.

SARAH: No.

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JIM: Goodbye.
DARLING: Goodbye.

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SARAH: Now to see
that big nephew of mine.

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SARAH: Coochie-coochie-coo.

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SARAH: What's going on down there?

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SALESMAN: Good afternoon, ma'am.
What can I do for you?

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LADY: The sign says...
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TRAMP: Alligators. Now there's an idea.

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BEAVER: Timber.

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-TRAMP: Yeah, but...

-Gotta get this log moving, sonny.

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TRAMP: The hauling. Exactly.
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LADY: But when she put
that horrible muzzle on me...
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TONY: What's this?
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TONY: What's the matter for you, Joe?
I break your face.

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JOE: Okay, Tony, you the boss.
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TONY: Butch, he says
he wants two spaghetti speciale.

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TOUGHY: Hey.

Hey, Dachsie, how we coming?

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-while I check her licence number.

-BILL: Okay.
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LADY: Where is he taking him?
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BULL: Let's see. There's been Lulu.
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BILL: You're too nice a girl
to be in this place.
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JOCK: Lassie.

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-But...

-TRAMP: Oh, Pigeon.

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TRAMP: What's wrong, Pidge?

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SARAH: Hello? Hello.

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JIM: Darling, look.
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SARAH: If you want my advice,
you'll destroy that animal at once.

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DOGCATCHER: Don't worry, ma'am.

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DARLING: What do you suppose...

JIM: Say, what's going on here?

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DOGCATCHER:

Just picking up a stray, mister.

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JIM: Aunt Sarah.

DARLING: Aunt Sarah. Aunt Sarah!

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JIM: Aunt Sarah.

DARLING: Aunt Sarah.

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SARAH: Thank goodness
I got there in time. There they were...

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JIM: No, I'm sure
there must be some mistake.

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SARAH: Watch out. That dog's loose.

Keep her away.

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JIM: Nonsense.

She's trying to tell us something.
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JIM: What are you try...
Darling, Aunt Sarah, come here.

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DARLING: What is it, Jim?
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TRUSTY: Come on.
We got to stop that wagon.

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DOGCATCHER: Easy. Go on, get away.

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JIM: All right, everybody,

watch the birdy.

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DARLING: Visitors?

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JIM: All right, boy. We'll let them in.
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DARLING: No, no, not you, young man.
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JIM: Well, Merry Christmas.

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DARLING: In the kitchen, Jim Dear.

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Coco off-screen dialogues

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MIGUEL: Sometimes, I think I'm cursed.
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MIGUEL: My abuelita,
she's Mamá Coco's daughter.
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MIGUEL: Abuelita runs our house
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MIGUEL: I think we're 
the only family in México
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TOUR GUIDE: Right here
in this very plaza,
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MIGUEL: He started out a total nobody
from Santa Cecilia, like me.
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MIGUEL: He lived the kind of
life you dream about.
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-ABUELITA ELENA: Miguel!
-(GASPS)
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MIGUEL: Like Mamá Coco's papá?
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NUN: But my father,
he will never give his permission.
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DE LA CRUZ: I am done
asking permission.
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INTERVIEWER: Señor de la Cruz,
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MIGUEL: ...and make it come true.
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-PAPÁ: Mamá!
-(GASPS)
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ABUELITA ELENA:
In the courtyard, mijos.
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PAPÁ: You want it down by the kitchen?
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PAPÁ: And wingtips
like your Papá Julio.
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ABUELITA ELENA: What is all this?
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-MAN 1: The guitar! It's gone!
-(GASPING)
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MAN 2: Somebody stole
de la Cruz's guitar!
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WOMAN: The window's broken. Look!
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-MAMÁ: Miguel!
-Mamá!
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-MIGUEL: Tía Rosita?
-Sí.
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-MIGUEL: Papá Julio?
-Hola.
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MIGUEL: Tía Victoria?
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OSCAR: Real alebrijes. Spirit creatures.
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ANNOUNCER: Welcome back
to the Land of the Dead.
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ARRIVALS AGENT:
How wonderful. Next.
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ANNOUNCER: If you are
experiencing travel issues,
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DEPARTURES AGENT:
Next family, please.
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ANNOUNCER: And remember
to return before sunrise.
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-ARRIVALS AGENT: Next?
-Oh! Come, mijo. It's our turn.
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MALE ANNOUNCER:
Paging Marta Gonzales-Ramos.
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MIGUEL: Whoa!
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MIGUEL: Uh, you're all dead.
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CLERK: Then you hand
the petal to Miguel.
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PATROLWOMAN: We got a family
looking for a living boy.
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MIGUEL: This is you?
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DE LA CRUZ: Remember me
Don't let it make you cry
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HÉCTOR: Hola, Ceci.
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-ROSITA: A footprint!
-It's a Rivera boot.
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HÉCTOR: Why the heck would you
want to be a musician?
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MIGUEL: My great-great-grandpa
was a musician!
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CHELO: Eh, in the bungalow.
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MIGUEL: You told me
you hated musicians.
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HÉCTOR: How do you think I knew
your great-great-grandpa?
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HÉCTOR: Welcome to
the Plaza de la Cruz!
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WOMAN: Bring back the singing dogs!
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SKELETON 1: He's alive!
SKELETON 2: The boy is alive!
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MIGUEL: I don't want your blessing!
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-MAMÁ IMELDA: Miguel, stop!
-(ROARS)
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DE LA CRUZ: When you see
your moment,
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NUN: But what can we do?
It is hopeless...
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NUN: But Padre, he will never listen.
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DE LA CRUZ: All of this came
from my amazing fans
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HÉCTOR: We had a deal, chamaco.
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DON: (ON TV) Never were
truer words spoken.
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DON: Salud!
DE LA CRUZ: Poison!
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HÉCTOR: You walked me
to the train station.
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HÉCTOR: Or something I drank.
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HÉCTOR: I never thought that
you might have-- That you...
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HÉCTOR: I always hoped
I'd see her again.
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MIGUEL: Hurry! Come on!
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EMCEE: Ladies and gentlemen...
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DE LA CRUZ: Stay back! Stay back!
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HÉCTOR: He's a living child, Ernesto.
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MAMÁ IMELDA AND OSCAR: Miguel!
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-MAN: Murderer!
-(AUDIENCE JEERING)
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PAPÁ: Miguel, open this door!
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-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-PAPÁ: Miguel!
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PAPÁ: What's gotten into you?
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MIGUEL: I'm sorry, Papá.
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MIGUEL: Not all of us.
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TOUR GUIDE: And right over here,
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MIGUEL: And that man
is your Papá Julio.
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MIGUEL: Say that I'm crazy
or call me a fool
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The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh off-screen voiceovers

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NARRATOR: This could be
the room of any small boy,
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NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh lived
in this enchanted forest,
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NARRATOR: So Winnie the Pooh
climbed the honey tree.
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NARRATOR: Winnie the Pooh
crawled out of the gorse bush,
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NARRATOR: So Christopher Robin
towed Winnie the Pooh
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POOH AND CHRISTOPHER:
Everyone knows that a rain cloud
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NARRATOR: Now, Pooh was not
the sort to give up easily.
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RABBIT: No!
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NARRATOR: So Pooh ate, and ate,
and ate, and ate,
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RABBIT: Oh, my heavens to Betsy.
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RABBIT: Here we come. Don't worry.
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NARRATOR: While Pooh's bottom
was stuck at the top of page 28,
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-POOH: A lunch box!
-(WHISTLING) It certainly is!
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NARRATOR: And then, one morning,
when Rabbit was beginning to think
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GOPHER: Suffering sassafras.
He's sailing clean out of the book!
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GOPHER: Quick! Turn the page!
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NARRATOR: We come
to the next chapter in which...
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POOH: But I haven't finished yet.
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NARRATOR: Piglet lived
in the middle of the forest
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NARRATOR: Trespassers William?
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NARRATOR: Yes, yes, yes.
And on this blustery day...
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PIGLET: Oh, dear. Oh, dear, dear.
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NARRATOR: As soon as
Christopher Robin
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NARRATOR: Owl talked
from page 41 to page 62.
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NARRATOR: Now, Pooh, being a bear
of very little brain,
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POOH: Oh, not for honey, I hope.
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NARRATOR: Well, if what Tigger
said was true,
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NARRATOR: Now, the very blustery
night turned into a very rainy night,
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GHOSTLY VOICE:
Heffalumps and woozles.
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NARRATOR: As a matter of fact,
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NARRATOR: So the Hundred
Acre Wood got floodier and floodier.
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EEYORE: There's one.
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NARRATOR: So Owl flew out
over the flood
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-Have you seen Piglet?
-PIGLET: Excuse me, I have...
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NARRATOR:
Everyone followed Eeyore.
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NARRATOR: And so, Pooh was
a hero for saving Piglet,
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NARRATOR: In the next chapter,
there's a great deal of bouncing.
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NARRATOR: While he was thinking,
all of a sudden...
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NARRATOR: There goes Tigger,
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RABBIT: Order, please.
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NARRATOR: It was agreed they'd
start the next morning,
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PIGLET: Tigger's lost now,
isn't he, Rabbit?
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RABBIT: (CHUCKLES)
He's lost, all right, Piglet.
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PIGLET: (CHUCKLES)
Oh, goody. This is lots of fun, Pooh.
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-TIGGER: Hello!
-Oh, my goodness. Hide!
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NARRATOR: Rabbit was certain
everything was going according to plan,
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NARRATOR: Now, Pooh was getting
tired of seeing the same sand pit,
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NARRATOR: So Pooh and Piglet
waited in the mist for Rabbit.
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NARRATOR: They walked off together
and, for a long time, Piglet said nothing
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NARRATOR: Meanwhile, Rabbit was
still wandering around in the mist.
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NARRATOR: They started back.
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NARRATOR: (CHUCKLES)
So Tigger and Roo
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TIGGER: Say, how did this tree
get so high?
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TIGGER: S-T-O-P. Stop!
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NARRATOR: We'll have to leave Tigger
up in the treetop for a little while.
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NARRATOR: And so it seemed to be.
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NARRATOR: So they went on,
feeling a little anxious now,
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TIGGER: Hello!
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NARRATOR: (CHUCKLES)
Well, Tigger, your bouncing
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CHRISTOPHER: You can let go, Tigger.
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NARRATOR: But, Tigger,
look for yourself.
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TIGGER: Come on, bounce.
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NARRATOR: And so,
we come to the last chapter
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NARRATOR: Wherever they go,
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Cars 3 off-screen voiceovers

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McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
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-MATER: Yes, sir, you did.
-(McQUEEN GASPS)
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MACK: Hey, Lightning, you ready?
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-CAR: Pass him now, 24!
-Lightning McQueen!
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CUTLASS: Into the pit goes
Lightning McQueen,
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BOBBY: Congratulations, cupcake.
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-(CHEERING)
-CAR: Go, Dinoco!
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McQUEEN: Whoo!
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CUTLASS: Another great finish
in the making.
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CUTLASS: The flag is out.
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DARRELL: Holy cow!
CUTLASS: Whoa!
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DARRELL: Neither Lightning nor
Bobby ever saw him coming.
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ANNOUNCER ON PA:
It's one thing to start fast,
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McQUEEN: Hey, Bobby? Who is that?
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REPORTER: Storm,
can we get some pictures?
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REPORTER: Storm, give us a quote.
What's your top speed?
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CUTLASS: I'll tell you what, Darrell,
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DARRELL: With six veterans
fired to clear the way.
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JACKSON STORM: Oh, green flag.
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NATALIE CERTAIN: One reason Storm
and the next-gens are more efficient:
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CUTLASS: Win number three
for the rookie sensation.
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NATALIE CERTAIN:
Storm's in a class of his own.
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CUTLASS: Storm's ability
to hold that line
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DARRELL: Four in a row?
Are you kidding me?
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NATALIE CERTAIN:
2% lower drag coefficient.
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CUTLASS: Oh, what a finish!
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NATALIE CERTAIN:
5% increase downforce.
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-DARRELL: Lucky number seven.
-1.2% higher top speed.
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CUTLASS: Amazing! Nine!
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REPORTER 1: What changes
are you gonna make
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REPORTER 2: Will McQueen try
new training methods?
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REPORTER 3: Is he prepared to retire?
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REPORTER 3: Wait a minute.
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NATALIE CERTAIN:
More changes ahead, Chick.
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ANNOUNCER: Hello racing fans.
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BRICK: They can't do this.
I've raced for you guys almost 10 years.
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SPONSOR: The whole sport's changing.
I'm just doing what I got to do.
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CUTLASS: A final check of his tires
as Storm settles into the pole position.
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DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity.
Let's end this season with a great race.
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NATALIE CERTAIN: Forty laps to go
and race leader, Jackson Storm...
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DARRELL: What a pit stop
by McQueen!
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CUTLASS: But can he hold on to it?
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CUTLASS: Storm takes back the lead!
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DARRELL: Unbelievable!
McQueen is fading!
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MAN ON RADIO:
(SING-SONG) W-H-L-Z
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RADIO HOST: Welcome back
to Piston Cup Talk.
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COMMENTATOR:
For the checkered flag.
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HUDSON: When I finally
got put together,
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RUSTY ON SPEAKERS:
What about the car from Everett?
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-McQUEEN: Rusty and Dusty!
-Well, look who's here.
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SARGE: Morning, McQueen!
Hey, look at you.
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FLO: Oh!
SHERIFF: He looks so good!
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-LIZZIE: Good luck in college.
-(CHUCKLES)
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REPORTER 1: McQueen, over here!
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REPORTER 2:
McQueen, how you feeling?
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DUSTY: Looks good, doesn't it?
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DUSTY: Yeah, you know,
it's kind of a cozy,
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DUSTY: Besides, this Sterling fellow?
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STERLING: Lightning McQueen!
You made some serious time, partner.
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RUSTY: Please no pictures.
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DUSTY: Okay, maybe one.
Get my good side though, will you?
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STERLING: So? You like it?
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STERLING: Sacred dirt.
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McQUEEN: Huh.
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STERLING ON SPEAKER:
It's an electronic suit.
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STERLING: This center has
quickly become
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STERLING: Oh, yes.
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CAR 1: That was amazing.
CAR 2: Awesome. Yeah!
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CRUZ: There you go!
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-Win for them!
-McQUEEN: Wow.
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STERLING: She trains young racers
to push through their own obstacles.
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McQUEEN: When do we go
on the simulator?
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CRUZ: Good morning,
Mr. Queen. Looking good.
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KURT: How's it hanging, Drip Pan?
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KURT: Hit him with the bugs! (LAUGHS)
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ANNOUNCER: All cars in
the test bay simulator--
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McQUEEN: To the future.
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STERLING: All right.
My star racer is on the simulator!
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SIMULATOR: Prepare to race.
The green flag is out.
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SIMULATOR: You have hit a wall.
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SIMULATOR: You have crashed.
You have crashed.
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CRUZ: It's not easy for him.
STERLING: Cruz, just relax.
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-Give him another chance.
-STERLING: I will talk to him.
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CRUZ: I can still work with him.
STERLING: I know he's your project.
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-CRUZ: Are you sure?
-Cruz.
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-CRUZ: Well, can't you just--
-Cruz.
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CRUZ: It's not easy for him.
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STERLING: Look, I'm trying to help you.
McQUEEN: Whoa.
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-STERLING: Thank you very much.
-Uh...
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STERLING: Hey, Lightning.
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-McQUEEN: Mudflaps?
-Of course.
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LUIGI: Welcome, racers,
to Fireball Beach!
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ELECTRONIC MALE VOICE:
Hamilton here.
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HAMILTON: 46 miles per hour.
63 miles. Out of range.
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HAMILTON: 54 miles per hour.
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-Ah! Sorry!
-LUIGI: Go!
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McQUEEN: All right, Cruz,
pick a line on the compacted sand.
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HAMILTON: 122 miles per hour.
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McQUEEN: All right, one last chance
to try this before it gets dark.
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FEMALE CAR: All right! Next!
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ANNOUNCER: Racers, get on over
to the startin' line. Pronto!
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ANNOUNCER: Welcome, y'all,
to Thunder Hollow Speedway...
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ANNOUNCER: Race fans!
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CRUZ: (GASPS) Wait!
No, no, no. I'm not a racer.
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ANNOUNCER: And make way for
the undefeated Crazy Eight champion...
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-McQUEEN: Ow.
-(GRUNTS)
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RACER: Ha-ha! Watch out.
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SUPERFLY: I'm flying!
No! I'm not flying!
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-(CROWD EXCLAIMING)
-CAR: Get it. Get it.
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CABBIE TAXI: Hey, buddy! Move it!
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-Here I come, boy!
-TACO: No, no, no!
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MISS FRITTER: Nobody touches him.
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ANNOUNCER: Miss Fritter is
looking to get upright, folks.
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CAR: Get up. Get up!
CROWD: Fritter! Fritter!
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ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a winner!
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MALE CAR: Whipplefilter?
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-CAR: McQueen!
-(CAMERAS FLASHING)
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REPORTER: Tell ours listeners at home
you weren't really trying
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FEMALE CAR ON TV:
And earn your physics degree
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MALE CAR: You'll get
that and a $200 gift,
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MALE CAR 2: Now look here, Warden...
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FEMALE CAR 2: Oh, no!
He's got a jack!
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NARRATOR: Autos over 100,000 miles
also reported trouble sleeping.
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MALE CAR: Throw the old ones out.
This covers--
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HICKS: "Champion for the Ages"
Chick Hicks here.
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HICKS: Wow!
So what do you think, Certain?
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HICKS: Yeah, right!
Talk about humiliating.
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HICKS: Wow!
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MATER: Oh, well, good.
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-CRUZ: All right, I'll go.
-You won't get on the ramp.
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CRUZ: How do you know
Smokey's going to be here?
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McQUEEN: I don't.
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CRUZ: Oh. Do you know
if he's even alive?
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McQUEEN: Nope.
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CRUZ: Okay.
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McQUEEN: Wait. Mack, pull over!
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McQUEEN: Good to see you, Doc.
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McQUEEN: We don't know that.
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SMOKEY: I'll tell you what,
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-Would you look at that?
-CRUZ: What?
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McQUEEN: Three of the biggest
racing legends ever!
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RIVER: Lou won't admit this,
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SMOKEY: Took Hud all of no time
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SMOKEY: You didn't come all this way
for a quart of oil, did you?
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SMOKEY: You got the first part right.
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HUDSON: You got a lot of stuff, kid.
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SHANNON: Shannon Spokes
here at Florida International,
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SMOKEY: You want to beat Storm,
you need someone to stand in for him.
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SMOKEY: You didn't show up
in Florida for qualifying
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McQUEEN: Why are we in a field?
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McQUEEN: Whoa!
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CRUZ: Not cool, man. Not cool!
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SMOKEY: Hud was a master
of letting the other cars
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RIVER: He used to say
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-RIVER: And old.
-And rickety.
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-(GUIDO GRUNTING)
-SMOKEY: Reflexes!
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GUIDO: Okay.
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SMOKEY: This is where
we cut our racing teeth.
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JUNIOR MOON:
We ran moonshine, dummy!
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CRUZ: Yeah!
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RIVER: Yeah!
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McQUEEN: All right!
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SMOKEY: All right, we got
time for one last race.
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SMOKEY: All right, McQueen.
There you go, boy!
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DARRELL: McQueen is fading.
McQueen is fading. Fading fast.
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CRUZ: Whoo-hoo! Yes!
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CUTLASS: Welcome to
racing's greatest day!
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DARRELL: Forty-three cars
and a quarter million fans
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CUTLASS: I'm Bob Cutlass,
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DARRELL: Well, don't
overlook Lightning McQueen.
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CUTLASS: We've heard stories
of the unusual way
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MACK: Hey, boss, they're, uh...
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REPORTER: Jeff Gorvette,
how does today's talent stack up?
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-MATER: Hey, there, buddy!
-Hey, guys.
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STERLING: Hey, Lightning!
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SMOKEY: Now, go make Hud proud.
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DARRELL: Boogity, boogity,
boogity, let's go racing!
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CUTLASS: McQueen
is making steady progress
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NATALIE CERTAIN: Well,
it won't be enough to catch Storm.
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DARRELL: Considering
he started dead last...
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SMOKEY: Not too shabby!
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McQUEEN: If you were a racer,
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STERLING: No. (LAUGHS)
She's not a racer. She's a trainer.
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CRUZ: I've wanted to become
a racer forever!
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SMOKEY: Wreck in two.
Wreck in turn two.
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MIKE: The yellow flag still out, folks.
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HAMILTON: Hamilton here.
Call from Chester Whipplefilter.
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-You know I do!
-CRUZ: Guys! What are you doing?
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McQUEEN: Come on, guys!
We got to get her out there! Let's go!
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CRUZ: I knew that!
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CUTLASS: The green flag is out
and we're back to racing.
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SMOKEY: Cruz? What are you doing?
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SMOKEY: Cruz, you're
looking too tight now.
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SMOKEY: Anticipate your turns.
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McQUEEN: All right, Cruz. The beach.
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CUTLASS: We're just learning
that the racer
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-CREW CHIEF: Ramirez up to fourth.
-In fourth? Huh.
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CREW CHIEF: Ramirez is in third.
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JACKSON STORM: You look good!
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-CREW CHIEF: Look behind you.
-What?
_________________________________
-HAMILTON: Hamilton here.
-Call out our speed.
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CRUZ: Oh-oh!
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CUTLASS: I don't believe it.
It's Cruz Ramirez for the win!
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DARRELL: I am speechless!
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-(WHOOPING)
-MATER: Nice finish, Cruz! You done it!
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MALE FAN 1: Ramirez!
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MALE FAN 2: Way to go, Cruz!
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STERLING: Out of my way!
Come on! Move it! Move!
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McQUEEN: What?
Why is my name up there?
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McQUEEN: Did someone
just say old-school?
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NASH: Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
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FAN: Oh, yeah! I like that.
It's bright, but I like it.
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FLO: Looking fabulous.
LUIGI: Favoloso.
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-(LAUGHING)
-TEX: Let's go, Team Dinoco!
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