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But my wish is only a fantasy.
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Does this thing come off? I like it.
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Yeah, get that off. Ooh, that's better.
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That would be rad.
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You have to eat some real food, Sy.
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Now, toothpaste and darts is not a meal.
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We need to end this once and for all.
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Sy, your days at Childrens Hospital are over. Go home!
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Oh. Okay.
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But first could you show me to Liz Taylor's dressing room?
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I'd like to smooch her up goodbye.
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Va-va-voom.