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Junior: Why don't you never play with me any more? I like to play with you. Doesn't Momma like you? I like you. When I grow up I wanta be just like you.
John: You still love me? You still believe in me, boy?
Junior: Sure I do, Pop!
John: We can do it, boy! We'll show them!
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John: [laughing at a juggling clown] The poor sap! And I bet his father thought he would be President!
Bert Roach
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