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You don't get autographs, you give 'em.
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Oh, right.
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Hey, look over there, there's a couple of the Jonas Brothers.
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- Where? I don't see them. - Here we are.
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Ok, let's scootin' to my apartment ...
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What? Did I... Oh, darn it! Darn it to heck!
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- What? What's wrong? - Girls, I apologise but ...
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I seem to left my keys back in my office.
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What if one of you shroud through that mail slot and open it up for me from the inside?
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I'll do it.
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I'm stuck.
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All right, I got you, I got you!