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Very good. Now the water signs?
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Pisces, Scorpio- Abby, look! Policemen!
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And what do we say to policeman?
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I have a Fourth Amendment right
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prohibiting you from conducting an unreasonable search.
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Yeah! Give me some skin.
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I cannot believe we are taking the train.
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Fine. We'll stand in the rain and watch cabs go by.
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This is fun!
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No, it's not. It's public transportation.
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Don't touch anything, everything's dirty.
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Don't stare at strangers, they'll want money.
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What did your father just tell you?
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Don't, don't, don't...
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Gregory, really!
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Schmuck.
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When are you gonna stop moping?
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I just can't stop thinking about that girl on the train.
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I'm an idiot.
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I should have gone after her. I should have talked to her.
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No, no. You shouldn't have and I'll tell you why.
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You would have gone over and said something nice...
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like "You were looking at me. I know you want me"
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Next thing you know, you are rolling around on the floor
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with a face full of pepper spray.
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Good talking to you, Pete.
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Hey, anytime. I'm here for you, man.
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Well, hello. What took you so long?
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Wha... H....
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Howww did I find you?
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Yeah.
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"Greg Montgomery, assistant U.S. attorney files mob indictment."
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See, that's you, right next to the guy with the coat over his head.
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This is amazing.
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I know. Is this a wild universe, or what?!!
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Dharma. Dharma Finklestein.
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Dharma Finklestein?
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Yeah, I know.
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My dad was Jewish but he wished he was the Dali Lama.
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Let's go!
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Where're we going?
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We have to get to know each other.
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I mean we obviously know each other on a spiritual level.
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Otherwise we wouldn't be here.
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But on a practical level, we have a lot of catching up to do.
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You lost me.
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I know. But that was another lifetime and I promise I won't let it happen again.
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Do you like organ music?
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Organ music?
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I got to admit, he's pretty good.
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Yeah. Wait 'til he does the Mexican Hat Dance. He rocks!
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I wouldn't have pegged you for a baseball fan.
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No, I'm not. I just love to listen to organ music and scream.
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You know you can scream anything you want at a baseball game
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and it doesn't even have to make sense?!!
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Naw.
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Yep. Watch this...
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Come on big guy, drive your coffee table to Idaho. Woooooo!
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Try it! It's fun!
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Naw. It's okay.
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Wooo! Nectarine time! Comb your frog!
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Hey, Gidget! Shut up!
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Excuse me?
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I'm not talking to you.
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Well you are now.
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Oh yeah? Who the hell are you?
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Greg Montgomery, Justice Department.
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You have two options. Either you can apologize to the lady
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or we'll take a little ride over to Customs and have a chat
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about these Cuban cigars of yours.
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Sorry.
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It's okay.
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God, that's so sweet!
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Nobody has ever intimidated someone for me before.
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Thank you.
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You're welcome.
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You deserve a reward.
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What did you have in mind?
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Do you like blueberry pie?
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Sure.
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C'mon!
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Looks like the Giants are winning.
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Who?
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You know, they have pie in San Francisco.
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Mmmm. Not this pie.
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You're right. It's the best pie I have ever had in my life.
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How did you find this place?
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Well, my family lived in Reno for a few years 'til my dad fixed the van.
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Where was I?
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In a Navajo sweat lodge with a guy named Gunther.
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Oh right!
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So this old medicine man walks up to us
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and says if you look into the eyes of your soulmate,
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you'll be able to see all the generations you'll create.
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Isn't that wild?!!
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Yeah.
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So then I looked into Gunther's eyes, and I can't even see next Thursday!
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Isn't that wild?
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Yeah.
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Yeah.
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So, what do we do now?
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I don't know. What do you usually do?
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Me? Well I definitely don't fly to Reno for pie.
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I mean, I would usually exchange phone numbers with you...
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we'd start dating. Things would go pretty well at first...
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until I started calling you too much
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then you'd get annoyed and start screening your calls...
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so I'd call you really late because I know you'll be home...
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you'd pick up... I'd panic... hang up...
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you'd *69 me... I'm too embarrassed to ever talk to you again...
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so we would break up.
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Ahhhh! Let's not do that!
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Believe me, I do not want to do that. Especially with you.
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God! I wish there was some way we could just skip the dating part.
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Why can't we?
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Honey, it's our song!
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That was incredible!
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I know. I'm glad we waited 'til after we were married.
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We're married! I can't believe it.
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Are we nuts?
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Yeah.
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Think of the great story we'll be able to tell our children.
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Oh good! You want to have children.
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Yeah, unless you want to have 'em
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We should probably get some sleep.
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Yeah.
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What time is it?
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8:00 am.
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Oh the pie shop just opened!
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I'll jump in the shower. Want to join me?
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Honey, I've been joining you for the last eight hours.
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Hello?
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Greg's pants.
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He's not in them right now.
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This is, this is Dharma. Who's this?
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Oh hello, Gregory's mother.
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No, he's in the shower right now. May I take a message?
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Lunch at your place?
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1:00. We'll be there.
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Me and Greg!
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Oh! Actually, can we make it 2:00, because we're in Nevada.
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Okay, good. Goodbye, Gregory's mother.
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Honey, what's taking you so long?
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I was talking to your mother.
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What?
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Hurry up! We have to be at your parents' house by two.
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What?
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Alright. I just gotta change my clothes and we're outta here.
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Jane?
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Hey, Dharma.
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What's going on?
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I'm breaking up with Ivan.
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Is that his motorcycle?
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Used to be. Now it's garbage.
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Well, I got some news too.
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Yeah? What?
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I got married.
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Shut up!
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No you shut up!
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Shut up!
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No, you shut up!
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This is my husband, Greg.
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Incredible!
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Congratulations!
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Thanks!
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If you cause my friend any emotional pain whatsoever...
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I'll punish you in ways you can't even imagine.
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Okay, I've got to finish this before Ivan wakes up.
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Nice meeting you, Greg.
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Pleasure.
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Oh it's the boys! Hello, boys!
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Greg, I want you to meet my dog Stinky...
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and this is Stinky's dog Nunzio.
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Stinky has his own dog?
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Yes, it was his Bar Mitzvah present.
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Well, what do you think?
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I've never seen anything like it.
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Good! That's what I was going for!
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Uh, Dharma, there's a naked woman in your apartment.
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Abby, I have someone I want you to meet.
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What? Oh! I'm sorry.
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She always takes her clothes off when she paints.
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Is she your roommate?
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No, it's my mother.
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The naked woman is your mother.
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Do you have any tums?
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Hi honey.
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Hey. How's the mural coming?
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Oh boy, well I had a lot of trouble with the face of God...
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so on your wall, Adam and Eve are created by Janis Joplin.
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Cool! Guess what?!!
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What?
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I got married.
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Shut up!
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No you shut up!
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Wow! Dharma, sweetie!
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Abby, I want you to meet my husband, Greg.
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God, I love saying that!
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Greg! Oh wow! Congratulations!
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Thank you. I'm going to take very good care of your daughter.
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Give me your hand.
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Oh I love this part!
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Give me your hand.
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Okay. Long lifeline. That's good.
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What am I doing? You two probably want to have sex.
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Oh actually we were just on our way to Greg's parents'.
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I don't know, honey, do we have time?
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Uh...
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Hey, Abby, if you're not coming back, I'm gonna eat the apple. Hello!
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Let me guess, that's your father.
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Yeah. He's posing for Adam.
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Listen, Dharma, when Larry comes back out...
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let's say the two of you are living together, okay?
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It's not you, Greg. It's Larry. He's opposed to marriage.
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He hates that natural love has been co-opted by the "Fascist State."
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Hey, pumpkin!
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Hi Larry.
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I'm doing Adam.
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I heard.
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Larry, this is Greg.
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Yeah, and they are about to have sex so we should probably leave.
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Dig it.
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He's cute, don't you think?
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I smell a lawyer.
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My parents.
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Oh, I'll change.
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Don't think you can change that much.
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Finklestein?
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Mmm hmm.
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Edward, what's the name of our Jewish friends?
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The Gotliebs, dear.
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Right. The Gotliebs. Do you know them?
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Uh no. Actually I wasn't raised Jewish.
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My dad started his own church, though. But no one really came.
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Well, except the IRS.
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So, how long have you two been dating?
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Actually we're not dating.
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Oh.
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We're married.
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Pardon?
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He said they're...
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I heard him.
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I know it's a big surprise, but I need you to trust me on this.
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I love this woman and I've never been happier in my life.
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So do you guys just hate me?
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Dharma, please, let me handle this.
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Mom, dad, you gotta believe me. I did the right thing here.
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Oh my God, she's pregnant.
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She's not pregnant. I just met her yesterday.
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Consuela, bourbon grande por favor.
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Greg, can I see you in the study for a moment?
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No. Anything you want to say to me you can say in front of Dharma.
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Alright. Quite frankly, your mother and I would be lying if we didn't say
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we are very concerned about this.
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I don't mean to offend you, Karma...
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Dharma.
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Whatever.
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Dharma, you are not exactly the type of girl we imagined our son settling down with.
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How can you say that? You don't know anything about her.
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Fair enough.
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Dharma, tell us about yourself.
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Well, I train dogs during the day and then I teach yoga at night.
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That's enough.
-
Forget about what you imagined, what about me being in love?
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Gregory, this is not about love.
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How can marriage not be about love?
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I don't know, ask your father.
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Wow. You guys aren't in love?
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This is not about our marriage.
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Well, it should be.
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I mean, I don't don't know you two very well either
-
but um, when's the last time you two had sex?
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Okay.
-
That's enough.
-
Just trying to help.
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Honey, I know, it's just that for now, why don't we have our lunch
-
and talk about this another time?
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Excellent suggestion.
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Splendid.
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The salmon's delicious.
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Yes it is. Is this the same sauce she usually makes?
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I believe it is, yes.
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Oh, Bunny got her own golf cart.
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Oh, gas or electric?
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You know, you guys should try doing it outside.
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Dharma.
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No, I'm serious. In a big field where you could get caught.
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Well that didn't go very well, did it.
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No, it was great.
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Especially when you suggested my mother buy a shower massage
-
and learn to "fly solo."
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Come on, Greg! They're in separate bedrooms.
-
Dharma, be reasonable.
-
You can't just say whatever you think whenever you want.
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Why not?
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Why not? Because what happens when we're out to dinner with, I don't know...
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the Attorney General? Are you going to sit there and rave about high colonics?
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I'm telling you, Greg, it would change your father's life.
-
Damn it, Dharma, if you're not willing to play the game even a little,
-
we've got a major problem.
-
Don't yell at me.
-
I'm not yelling, I'm just trying to make you understand.
-
Understand what?
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That you married me because of who I am and now you want me to change
-
into a totally different person.
-
Yes.
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Yes?
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I mean no, only part of the time.
-
Well, I can't do that because that is totally dishonest.
-
Now come on, you can't go around being honest all the time.
-
Yeah you can.
-
Oh really?
-
Yeah, maybe you should try it sometime.
-
Fine. You want honesty? I think you are being a child.
-
A child?
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Yes, you're completely unwilling to compromise. You're like a 3 year old.
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Let me out.
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I'm not letting you out.
-
I said let me out.
-
Fine. Get out.
-
You're really kicking me out?
-
We're here.
-
Oh. You're sleeping on the couch tonight, buddy.
-
I got news for you. I'm sleeping at my place.
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Good.
-
Fine.
-
Don't call me.
-
You don't have a phone!
-
I was so sure she was the one.
-
Of course you were, dear. I know this is difficult for you...
-
Did she sign a prenuptial agreement?
-
Thanks for your support.
-
Sorry, sorry.
-
Do you think she'd sign one now?
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Mother!
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Edward.
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I'll call Gotlieb.
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Mother, you don't understand. I love her.
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Gregory, if you care about this girl, you will end this marriage now.
-
How can you say that?
-
Darling! I know free spirits like her. I went to Vassar.
-
And believe me, after a few years of hanging on your arm at political dinners
-
with this fake smile plastered on her face, all she will be good for is...
-
crawling into a bottle of Chardonnay with a Neeman Marcus catalogue and a bottle
-
of Valium the size of your head. Or so one imagines.
-
I was just so sure he was the one.
-
I know, darling. Maybe someday he will be. That's what reincarnation is for.
-
I can't believe my daughter got married, and to a Fed!
-
Calm down, Larry.
-
This is your fault, Abby. Let her get an EasyBake Oven, what harm will it do?
-
I'm the one who made the decision, Larry. I'm an adult now.
-
I know, baby.
-
But I don't want to see you living in a house with a fence
-
and a car that you drive kids to soccer practice in. C'mon.
-
We raised you better than that.
-
Where are you going?
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I'm going out for ice cream.
-
You just had a whole bag of pretzels.
-
That was salty. I need sweet.
-
Maybe I should compromise more.
-
You must have had to compromise a lot for Larry.
-
Well not really. Not anything I had to stick with.
-
Your father blew out his short-term memory back in 1972.
-
I just wish I knew what to do.
-
Ah, sweetie. Dharma, you know what? It's your life, darlin' and I can't tell you how to live it.
-
But I do know one thing. It's really important to be with somebody who
-
accepts you the way you are.
-
Yeah.
-
Ice cream.
-
Right.
-
I'm better off, right?
-
Oh absolutely. I mean if you are going to be putting up with that kind of craziness
-
you better be damn sure she's the one.
-
Yeah. You're right. But how do you know when it's the one?
-
You got me. I met this girl once. Same thing.
-
Love at first sight. Head over heels.
-
I'm thinking I'm spending the rest of my life with this babe, right?
-
24 hours later I'm in Sacramento chained to a radiator
-
and she's trying to cut out my kidney.
-
Good talking to you, Pete.
-
Anytime. I'm here for you, man.
-
Wanna trash his car?
-
No.
-
Push him off a cliff?
-
Jane!
-
C'mon! What do you want to do?
-
I don't know. I really don't know.
-
I guess you'll have to do it your way. Just be patient
-
and let the universe tell you what to do.
-
Oh my God. I think it just did.
-
Greg, Greg, Greg!
-
I can be Greg. Or Paul. Bill.
-
What took you so long?
-
Shut up!
-
No, you shut up!