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3m31s
[ People Cheering ] Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Now, how may I help you? - There's a reservation under Wallace. - Wallace? - [ "Waitin' ln School" ] - We reserved a car. Oh, a car. Why don't you seat 'em over there in the Chrysler. School get out, baby Gonna tell you some news Sure do look good in them baby doll shoes One, two, buckle the shoes Three, four, get out on the floor Five, six, come get your kicks down at the corner of Lincoln and 46th, yeah All right I've been waitin' in school all day long Waiting on the bell to ring so I can go home Throw my books on the table Pick up the telephone - Come on, baby - [ Man ] Coffee, please? Decaf. - [ Marilyn ] Just a minute. - Heading down to the drugstore to get a soda pop Throw a nickel in the jukebox Then we start to rock School's out, baby Gonna tell you some news You sure do look good in them baby doll shoes Well, it's one, two Buckle the shoes Three, four Get out on the floor Five, six, come get your kicks down at the corner of Lincoln and 46th [ Chattering ] Gonna rock all night Just wait and see [ Man ] Ricky, Ricky, Ricky! [ Ed Sullivan lmpersonator ] Let's hear it for Ricky Nelson! - Fantastic job, Rick. Thank you very much. - Vincent! [ Sullivan ] Just to let you all know, Ricky will be back in the second half of our show, so we hope you enjoy your meals here at Jackrabbit Slim's. Thank you. Call for... - Phil-lip Mor-ris. - What do you think? I think it's like a wax museum with a pulse. Hi, I'm Buddy. What can I get you? [ "Lonesome Town" ] Let's see, steak, steak, steak. Oh, yeah, I'll have the Douglas Sirk steak. - I'll have that. - How do you want that cooked? - Burned to a crisp or bloody as hell? - Bloody as hell, and- Oh, yeah, look at this- vanilla Coke. What about you, Peggy Sue? I'll have the... Durward Kirby burger, bloody. And... a five-dollar shake. How do you want that shake, Martin and Lewis, or Amos 'n Andy? - Martin and Lewis. - Did you just order a five-dollar shake? Mm-hmm. That's a shake? That's milk and ice cream? - Last I heard. - That's five dollars? You don't put bourbon in it or nothin'? - No. - Just checking. I'll be right back with your drinks. [ Jukebox ] To Lonesome Town To cry my troubles away Could you, um... roll me one of those, cowboy? You can have this one, cowgirl. - Thanks. - [ Ignites Lighter ] The streets are filled with regret Think nothin' of it. Lay me down in Lonesome Town - I can learn to forget - So... Marsellus said you just got back from Amsterdam. - Sure did. - How long were you there? [ Inhales ] Just over three years.
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1m7s
Okay. When he started sweet talkin' to me He come and tell me everything is all right He'd kiss me and tell me everything is all right Can I get away again tonight The only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes, he was He was - Lord he knows he was - Yes he was How will I remember The look was in his eyes Stealing kisses from me on the sly Taking time to make time Telling me that he's all mine - Learning from each other's knowin' - [ Sniffing ] Looking to see how much we've grown And the only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes, he was - Was, was - He was - Oh, yes he was - [ Music Stops ] Let's go.
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50.3s
- What time is it? - Almost nine in the morning. - What time does our train arrive? - Eleven. - You know what I'm gonna have for breakfast? - What, Lemon Pie? I'm gonna order a big plate of blueberry pancakes... with maple syrup, eggs over easy and five sausages. Anything to drink with that? Wow, that looks nice. [ Giggles ] To drink- A tall glass of orange juice... and a black cup of coffee. - After that, I'm going to have a slice of pie. - Pie for breakfast? - [ Laughing ] - Any time of the day is a good time for pie. Blueberry pie to go with the pancakes. And on top, a thin slice of melted cheese. Where's my watch?
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23.3s
[ Butch ] I think I cracked a rib. - Giving me oral pleasure? - No, retard, from the fight. - Don't call me "retard." - [ Slurred Voice ] My name is Fabby. - My name is Fabienne! - Stop it. - Stop it! - My name is Fabi- Shut up, fuckhead! I hate that mongoloid voice. Okay, okay. Sorry, sorry, sorry. - [ Water Stops ] - [ Butch ] I take it back.
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