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Clips from D.A.R.Y.L.

"No, he isn't."
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"And it's not a subject you discuss with him, OK?"
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"OK."
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"Promise me, the subject of his memory loss is out."
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"Deal?"
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"Scout's honor."
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"I don't get it. You remember how to read."
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"You remember your name, stuff like that."
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"But you don't remember your family, your school,"
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"if you've got brothers or sisters. Doesn't make sense."
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"Well, the doctor said maybe my memory could come back suddenly."
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"Only, no one really knows."
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"We better get back. You wanna come over to my house?"
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"If we're real nice to her, maybe Hookie will let us play with the new computer."
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"OK."
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"- Who's Hookie? - My sister, Sherie Lee."
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"Hookie?"
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""Amateur hooker". She dates every night."
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"I just invented the name. It really pisses her off."
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"What's a hooker?"
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"Did Joey have a good run?"
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"Got some air into Joey's lungs, did he?"
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"He must have done ten miles today, Miss Kent."
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"Same time Tuesday, don't forget."
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"Joey gets all excited when he knows it's your day to exercise him, Turtle."
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"All right, thanks."
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"So how come you can remember your name"
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"but you can't remember anything else?"
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"You're boring us."
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"You came into my room and started with my computer."
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"I can bore anyone I like in my room."
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"Amnesia's selective, which means there's always partial memory."
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"For example, I haven't forgotten how to speak."
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"You struck out, stupid."
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"45,100, Hookie. Let's see your best score."
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"OK."
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"45,100, Turtle."
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"- Can I have a try? - I'll have to teach you how to play."
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"Hey, twerp, let him try."
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"Joyce says he's so smart. Let's see him prove it."
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"I think I understand."
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"Oh, my..."
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"79,950."
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"That's a fun game!"
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"Not bad."
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"Daryl Richardson."
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"You swear you never played this before?"
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"- I don't think so. - Right."
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"But for all you know, you could have invented "Pole Position"."
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"- Come on, Hookie, don't be... - Will you stop calling me that?"
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"And I'm not kidding."
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"It seems to annoy your mother too."
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"Of course it does. That's the whole point."
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"I don't understand why you wanna annoy your family."
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"For a genius, you can be real stupid."
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"Come on."
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"What is a hooker?"
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"Hey, Billy, wait for me!"
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"Hey."
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"- It's OK, Joyce. I'll take him in. - Oh, well, I think Daryl might..."
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"You want a kid to show up for his first day at school with his mother?"
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"God!"
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"Daryl?"
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"I appreciate the concern, Joyce,"
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"but I'm sure Turtle can show me around."
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"Come on, let's go."
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"Do you know how I despise cheating?"
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"Could you imagine what life would be like without hope of ever getting back"
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"into my good graces?"
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"- I only asked... - Silence!"
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"Now, that girl showed you how to do it during a test."
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"That is cheating. That entitles me to call you a cheat."
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"A despicable cheat."
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"Now, because it is Monday..."
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"...and out of the goodness of my heart..."
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"...I will pretend as if it didn't happen..."
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"...but I am lousy at pretending."
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"So if it happens again..."
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"Exchange your papers with each other."
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"Quietly, please!"
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"For correction."
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"You."
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"Yes, that boy. You."
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"What do you think you're doing?"
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"Changing the answers on somebody else's paper?"
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"I'm correcting them, as you asked."
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"But I haven't given you the answers yet."
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"You'll find that they're all correctly checked."
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"I've marked number nine as right."
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"Although, in fact, there is an error in the eighth decimal place."
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"But only a calculus system could show that."
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"I guess the main thing to understand, guys, is that..."
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"...baseball is the essence of all life in the universe."
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"Therefore, we don't fool around. We don't joke about this."
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"We take this very seriously. Otherwise, we go play something else."
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"OK? Like washing the car. Wanna try and hit a few?"
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"- OK, sure. - Come on."
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"Just do it just like I showed you, just like on the baseball cards, you know."
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"You kind of stand sideways."
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"I'm gonna pitch it by you."
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"And you just take a swing at it and see what happens, OK?"
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"No, you're not gonna need this."
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"That's a whole other part of the game. OK?"
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"OK, Daryl."
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"You ready?"
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"I'll take it easy on you the first time."
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"My fault! My fault! I should've told you. You gotta grip the bat"
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"- pretty firmly, you know? - OK."
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"Otherwise that's gonna happen. But you got good instincts."
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"- You hit the ball, didn't you? - Yeah."
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"Major-leaguer, all the way. I can see it in the eyes."
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"OK. Here. Nice, firm grip, nice, easy swing"
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"and just knock the ball into the middle of Interstate 95 for me, OK?"
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"- OK, I'll try. - That's all I'm asking."
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"OK, Daryl, here it comes."
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"Was that all right?"
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"Better. Better."
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"We'll try it again. Turtle, come here."
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"You're sworn to secrecy, all right?"
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"- Yeah. - OK."
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