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Oh, this is it. It's growing black.
Well-oiled.
...Spacely's Follies. Oh, you'II love it.
- Gee, I'm sorry, Mom. - What raise? My goodness!
Talk about pests. I mean, he's impossible.
That's the last we'll see of him. Spacely was so happy...
- I hope so. - Well, I think it's just wonderfuI.
Yeah, Pop. You're a brain!
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Think nothing of it. It's my duty...
...can I have a bigger allowance?
I've never even met the boy personally.
You know, Daddy hasn't been officially promoted yet.
BOT-BOB ALL CAUGHT UP!
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I tell you, I'm sick.
...not including batteries.
...I thought it was my last day on Earth.
...to Spacely Sprockets. No, indeed.
Well, we'll see, Judy.
- What new job? - Hey!
One guzzle of this, and he'll be oiled for life.
You're fired. You're fired. You're fired.
Right with you, honey, soon as I do my exercises.
Space bus! Let's hit it, space chicken!
Oh, boy. That sure stirs up the circulation.
Drink up, buddy. There's plenty more.
You just got to get anybody you can.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.