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doctor, and a man named Schnitzler; I've never heard of them.

I guess we'll never see old Peter again.

He was a fool to pass that note to the boy.

"I am being taken to the Remington Clinic."

and science is, uh, uh, science.

Well, I wasn't when I came in here, but, uh.

We gotta get the profe-they're gonna smuggle

Okay, he's comfortable back there.

We gotta get out there and find Peter. Hello?

But, in your case, we are safe to say until early spring.

Hey, hey, we're the Monkees, you never know where we'll be found

"They are taking me to the Remington Clinic."

This will get rid of your spare tire.

I'm Not Your Steppin' Stone

If the shoulder bones connected to the...

- Schnitzler? - Right. Right.

You know what? With that oxygen mask on his face,

I've never seen you guys before in my life.

Well, it was just a suggestion. A ha. The bat hook!

And as for you, Doctor Marcovich, for helping America's enemies,