Well, my dad was a farmer. Um, like everybody else back then. Of course, he didn't start that way.
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Whoa.
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One by one they've been peeling off the fields and heading over. Something's interfering with the compass.
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So, uh... we got Tom's scores back.
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- About a 33 inseam? - I'm not sure I see what you're getting at. It takes two numbers to measure your ass but only one to measure my son's future?
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- Tom? Murph? Check? - Yeah.
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I'm gonna give it something socially responsible to do... like drive a combine. Can't we just let it go? It wasn't hurting anybody. This thing needs to learn how to adapt, Murph... like the rest of us.
