ROBESPIERRE: There's nothing like putting on the bunny slippers after a long day of beheadings.
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If thou DOST knock it down, I pledge to tear thee a new one.
It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's - It's my teenage daughter sneaking out of the house again!
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Hello, Newman. Hello, Jerry.
You're right, Robert. It was damned short-sighted of us to have her built in Omaha.