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Liz:
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Everyone:
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Liz:
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So Frank can go cold turkey, but I can't? Well, well, well, well. Frank's old cigarettes. When I went to bed last night, there were 15 cigarettes in the pack This morning, there were 12.
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Frank:
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Liz:
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Frank:
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Look, I don't know where those cigarettes went.
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Liz:
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If only some genius had secretly videotaped her living room last night. Oh, wait, it did.
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Tracy:
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Frank:
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Hang on, you videotaped your living room? All night?
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Liz:
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Sure did. And as soon as I figure out which one of these things is the thingy...
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Pete:
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Liz:
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You didn't believe in me. But I believed in myself. Just like the last scene of all movies.
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Pete:
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Pete:
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Liz:
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They're called night spanks.
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Lutz:
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They're called night spanks.
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Liz:
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Well, I don't even remember getting up. What am I doing?
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Tracy:
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You're sleepwalking, Liz. It's a little-understood parasomnial disorder.
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Everyone:
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Pete:
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Liz:
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Oh, my God. I'm sleep-eating.
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Pete:
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You tried to take away your release, Liz. But nature finds a way. Did you learn nothing from Jurassic Park?
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Liz:
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Why am I making a phone call?
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Tracy:
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Okay, I don't mean to be the black guy at the movies, but you better move, girl!
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Pete:
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Pete:
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Liz:
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Everyone:
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Liz:
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Pete:
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Oh, I don't want to see this.
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Liz:
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Okay, fine, I cheated in my sleep. But Frank folded too. Because I am not making it up about the cigarettes.
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Lutz:
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Wait, what are you doing now?
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Liz:
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Pete:
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Oh, God, Liz. You didn't smoke the...
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Everyone:
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Liz:
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Frank:
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Okay, well, mystery solved. Liz ate the cigarettes. And I guess some of us just don't need a release. So let's turn the T.V. off.
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Pete:
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Liz:
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Frank:
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Frank:
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Denise, I said wait upstairs. My boss is asleep in the other room.
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Denise:
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I was told you had a package for the mail room.
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Liz:
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Tracy:
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Frank:
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I need you, Denise. I'm trying to quit smoking, and my mom's not here.
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Denise:
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Denise:
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♪ Don't go to sleep with a frown in your pocket Go into your yard and tie it on a rocket ♪
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Tracy:
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This is the worst thing I've ever seen.
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Denise:
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♪ You'll be feeling better soon
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Denise:
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♪ Don't go to bed with a frown ♪
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Liz:
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♪ Don't go to bed with a frown ♪
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Frank:
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I love you, Denise Mommy.
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Pete:
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