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It works. If food is the prose of a party, lights are its poetry. I like that. If music were the food of love, play on. I'm going out of my mind. Good morning, Mr. Parrish. - What do you think of all this, Helen? - It's gonna be beautiful. And Allison says the president may come. The president's got better things to do than come to my birthday party. Like what?
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- Good morning, Dad. - Good morning, honey. - Morning. - Morning. You're "Honey. " I'm "Allison. " Oh. Oh, Dad, Drew called from the helicopter, and they're still two minutes away. - Drew's aboard? - Mm-hmm. He wanted to ride back down with you. So why don't you sit down, relax, and get some food in that flat tummy of yours. - Are you coming? - No. You've got patients to attend to. I've got three hysterical chefs, one of whom loves truffles, the other one hates truffles, and the third one doesn't even know what truffles are. - I hate parties. - But, Daddy, calm down. You're gonna love it. I swear. Isn't it enough to be on the Earth for 65 years without having to be reminded of it? No.
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