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Fuzzy: Is your father dead?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: Cirrhosis. It's a disease of the liver.
Fuzzy: What, a liver killed him?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: No, alcohol killed him. He drank himself to death.
Fuzzy: But did you know him?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: Barely. But it hardly mattered that I knew him.
Fuzzy: Did you know your mother better?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: Mm-hmm. She's dead now too. She was a nanny.
Fuzzy: What's a nanny do?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: She looks after other people's children.
Fuzzy: Did she grow up around here?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: No. She was an immigrant.
Fuzzy: What's an immigrant?
Dr. Wilbur Larch: Someone not from Maine.
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Homer Wells: I was wondering if you could give me a ride.
Wally Worthington: Sure. I'd be glad to. A ride where?
Homer Wells: Where you going?
Wally Worthington: We're heading back to Cape Kenneth.
Homer Wells: Cape Kenneth? That sounds fine.
Erykah Badu
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