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and you have no choice but to flatter me in return.

-Ready! -Set, throw!

What's the matter, sweetheart? Not tired?

"but did you see the loft he got on his mother-in-law?"

Because of my position and social standing,

I can no longer keep up with the herd.

-(EARL GROANS) -Hello, fat boy.

Gene(Wreck It Ralph): That is starting to bother me

-But, Frannie... -I do not want you to respond to her.

Uh, see that? That's you on your Grandpa Louie's back,

-That's an interesting notion there, Fran. -Isn't it?

But now I am old. I am slow.

-(EARL GRUNTS) -If you stop and think about it,

Now we have supermarkets.

-BABY: Not the Mama, not the Mama... -(GROANS)

I mean, I almost threw her past the tar pit entirely.

started by a wise old dinosaur named Bob LaBrea.

Uh, so, this won't be a total loss,

Well, not on slow-mo. (LAUGHS)

"Earl Sinclair, no genius, no big shot,

-There he is, Robbie, my baby. -(ROBBIE CHUCKLES)

-In the tar? You mean actually in the tar? -Yeah.

-Eat. -(MUNCHES)

to the top of the mountain and fling her bony butt to oblivion.

-Lowest of the low? -For the rest of your life.

Eat all you want. You'll be worth the hernia. (CHUCKLES)

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And I want you to have this, it's a sea-shell necklace

my name is wol.

Therefore, I wish to be hurled from the highest cliff into a tar pit.

That's a keen and brilliant observation, sir.

can stand shoulder to shoulder with the highest of the high.

-I'm throwing her! -Ow!

What would be the big deal if nobody threw Grandma into the tar pit?

You don't remember your grandpa, do you? You were very young when he was hurled.

Nice hang-time, pally boy.