Did Shasta have a room of her own here? Or did they all just cozy up together?
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Well, you could, uh... ...bring your soap and clean my feet.
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It's me. PENNY: Where did you get this number?
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I thought you'd never want to speak to me again.
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I can hear your pants growing. [SIGHS]
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But then again, I could bring you a pizza.
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- Do you love me? - Any group.
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PENNY: Hmm.
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PENNY: Oh.
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A snitch?
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SORTILÈGE: Was it possible that at every gathering... Concert, peace rally, love-in, be-in and freak-in... ...here, up North, back East, wherever. ...some dark crews had been busy all along... ...reclaiming the music, the resistance to power... ...the sexual desire from epic to everyday... ...all they could sweep up, for the ancient forces of greed and fear.
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Bunco Squad, usually. Does that mean the L.A.P.D. believes every, uh, return from the dead is some kind of con? You're dead, you're dead. Are we talking philosophy?
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Good evening, Larry Sportello, Stone Turntable magazine. - Smedley, Spotted Dick, keyboards. - Mm-hm.
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Glen Charlock's sister, mother, sis... Sister. “Saster." Ha, ha. I'm so sorry about your, um, brother.
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That there is Coy Harlingen, the stiff in question. That was taken last night.
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Hang tight. I'm gonna get back to you. All right, cool. Call me...
