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Clips from The Monkees - Monkees Manhattan Style (S01E01)

"You know my visiting hours are over."
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"But it's nine a.m."
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"How do you do? I'm Doctor Dolenz. Terrible about Medicare, isn't it?"
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"Never mind about that. Examine him, doctor."
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"What I want to know is, is he really sick, or is it merely sham?"
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"Of course, he's sick; he had sham when he was twelve years old."
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"Say ah."
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"Just a minute. If you examine that man, I surrender all responsibility to this case."
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"Now, take it easy, doctor-"
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"Ah, barging in on a man's case. Hm-hm."
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"I think the ethics practice committee would like to hear about this."
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"Well, I don't want to get involved with them again."
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"But is he sick?"
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"How's my heartbeat?"
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"Fine, but the melody don't make it. Listen, it's ten o'clock."
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"We got to keep these guys out here 'til twelve."
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"Is my room ready yet?"
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"Any minute, sir. It's just being made up."
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"I'll be in the bar."
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"There must be some way to get them out."
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"We'll starve them out. Buntz, call room service"
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"and tell them no more food to three-oh-four."
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"Hello? Um, yeah, listen, can you send a waiter up"
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"to three-oh-five? Okay, thank you. Bye."
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"- Hey, Mike. - Hm?"
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"We're in three-oh-four. What-what are you sending a waiter to three-oh-five for?"
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"Yeah, but they don't send room service to three-oh-four."
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"So... I don't get it."
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"Well, they'll send room service to three-oh-five."
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"Oh, I get it."
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"Yes?"
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"You called for a waiter, sir?"
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"No. I-I think you have the wrong room."
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"What is it, poopsie?"
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"Oh, it's nothing, sweetie."
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"Oh, I'm sorry, sir."
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"You're sorry."
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"Uh, h-hold it. You, you. Look, did you hear him say that?"
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"What?"
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"Say that again. Say, "I'm sorry, sir"."
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"I'm sorry, sir."
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"Oh, he's a prince. You are perfect for the,"
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"for the role of the prince. Come in. We'd like to talk to you."
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"How'd you like to be in a Broadway musical?"
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"Well, I've heard it's hard to become an actor. What do I do first?"
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"Well, first thing you do is you bring a lot of"
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"rye bread and some cold cuts and potato salad-"
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"Oh, no. I couldn't do that; this is three-oh-four."
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"No, it's not. It's five after ten."
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"Well, do you think I show promise?"
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"Pro-? You'll be a smash. What's your name?"
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"Bronislaw Kolinovsky."
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"Bronislaw Kolinovsky! I can see it now:"
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"in lights, all the way around the theater marquee."
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"Well, I've always loved the theater."
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"Don't forget the pickles."
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"Have we starved them out yet?"
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"How hungry can they get in half an hour?"
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"Is my rim roody yet?"
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"Any minute, sir."
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"Well, I've been waiting and waiting and sitting in your bar"
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"drinking and talking to the barmaid, and well, it's been hours."
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"We're doing our best."
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"No hurry."
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"Hey, guys, look at this; it's a song out of McKinley's play."
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"Hey, let's try it on for size."
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"It doesn't fit. How about you?"
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"No, E-flat was never was my color."
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"Ah ha ha. Very funny."
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"Get the house detective; we'll throw them out."
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"You tell me that you've never been this way before"
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"You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere"
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"You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces"
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"That bring to mind traces of a girl,"
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"a girl that I knew somewhere"
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"I just can't put my finger on what it is"
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"That says to me, watch out, don't believe her"
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"I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl"
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"I just can't think who in the world was that girl,"
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"I know I met her somewhere"
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"Someway, somehow this same thing was done"
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"Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong"
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"Well goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again"
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"My fingers are still burning from the last time"
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"And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame"
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"That's as maybe, I can't explain,"
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"just ask the girl that I knew somewhere"
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"And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame"
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"That's as maybe, I can't explain"
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"just ask the girl that I knew somewhere"
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"Artichokes and liverwurst, and-oh, just wonderful. You just brought everything."
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"Yeah, but what about Weatherwax?"
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"Oh, no. The liverwurst and artichokes are just plenty."
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"No, sir. I mean, what about the hotel manager?"
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"Let him get his own artichokes and liverwurst."
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"I'll use my pass key and take them by surprise."
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"Alright, you've had your hour. Your time is up."
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"Well, I'm, I'm terribly sorry. Take all the time you want."
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"Three-oh-four should be across the corridor."
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"Good thinking, chief."
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"They've changed the numbers. They've changed the numbers."
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"Alright, I've been very patient with you, and Buntz here will bear me out."
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"Oh, you don't have to do that."
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"No, we'll do that for him."
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"We're all out of salami; I'd recommend the roast beef."
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"I've had enough! This room is under siege!"
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"Can somebody help me with this cork?"
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"He can't do anything."
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"I order you out of the Compton Plaza."
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"It's twelve o'clock."
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"High noon."
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"Hey, it's Mr. Baker back from his backer."
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"Have you got a baker, Backer? Have you got a backer, Baker?"
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"Baker backer?"
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"Swell! Give them the money; we'll start rehearsing."
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"My backer backed down."
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"Well, that settles it."
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"You'll be out of this hotel in twenty minutes or I'll call the police."
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"Now, does anyone have anything further to say?"
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"Well, I'm licked; I guess I shouldn't have come to New York City."
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