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Tell her, somebody, she's in my place.

I'll sit where I like.

Hop it. Take all this rubbish and hop it.

She can't just barge in here. You can't come barging in like the queen of bloody Sheba.

Do as she says. There's a good girl. There's a space next door and it'd be cooler there.

Thank you.

Theresa!

Where's my top? Somebody's had my top.

Come on, you lot. Don't be silly. Which one of you's nicked my top?

Don't worry if I were you, love.

Shouldn't think anyone will notice.

Christine! Mandy! Where are you?

On the bank of the river stood running bear,

young Indian brave.

On the other side of the river stood his lovely Indian maid.

Little white dove was her name.

Such a lovely sight to see.

But the tribes fought with each other,

so their love could never be.

Running bear loved little white dove with a love

as big as the sky.

Ah, running bear loved little white dove with a love

that couldn't die.

That couldn't die.

So there's no harm in it.

We're all flesh, you know.

Not me.

Exciting.

You'll never guess who that was.

******, vegetable, or a mineral.

Fictional.

Oh, I give up.

I never read.

James Bond.

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