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Oh. Right. I still owe for those flowers.
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Oh, relax, pam! You'll still make it to weight watchers!
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Problem here, Dana?
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Oh, great. Now the pips are here.
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It's Solis again. She's holding up traffic.
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Yeah, and I'm not moving until you give me back the placard.
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oh, pam, eat a carrot!
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Tell you what. If you can take the placard from me,
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you can keep it.
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You know what? I'm not a child.
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I'm not gonna give you the satisfaction--
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You know what, Dana? Just because you're head of P.T.A.