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so you'd be better off dating somebody more your speed,
[Knock on door]
¶ sha na na na na ¶
about you-know-what?
¶ My love and me are preaching ¶
is strong--
Is the horse stowed safely below?
Look. You just call the buyer and make sure he's agreed to our price.
¶ and you got me wantin' you ¶
the guardian horse from the ancient t'ang dynasty.
Carol: Oh, Mike...
But I don't want everything different.
Sure, Brent
¶ ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh... ¶
Like their mother.
Hi. I've got--
Woman: $200!
Ok.
if he does that one more time,
¶ sha na na na na ¶
Work with me. Get real.
Sure Cris
Gee, you're the best sister a guy never had--
Oh, no.
Nice Try, Jessica!
Dr. whitehead, I presume.
It's about the family.
will be for us to split up.
Well, like I always say, caveat emptor.
Kids, kids. Mr. Martin is still a guest in this house,
Sure.
But she started it.
veni, vidi, vici--
Sweetheart, your father's right.
This is all my fault.
¶ Sha na na na na na na na na ¶
Sure Dan
¶ singing song ¶
Doesn't that mean, "buyer beware"?
Mm-hmm.
What is it?
but we sent it to the auction.
Sure, Jen
[Quietly] Yes! Yes! Yes!
Some way...
[jan shouting]
[Knock on door]
Gee, Alice, Mr. Martin just fell over at the table.
Peter.
or translated for the decade impaired,
I thought a wedding ceremony to renew our vows
[Laughter]
It's a drink, Greg.
Being a good guest means respecting the house rules,
No. My women's garden club charity auction.
just because he's a boy.
But the thought of my family back home--
Mike: Hey, hey. Let's bring it down to a dull roar here.
well, hey there, foxy lady.
She's leaving us clues so we can follow her.
I love you.
We're very open-minded here in the islands.
That's nice, marcia.
no, I'm a Brady.
If you keep practicing, one day you'll be as good as your father.
All of them with hair of gold.
Roy: Oh, great. You're back. Can I borrow your car, Bobby?
Really?
Nice Try, Sam
Hey!
Whoa-ho!
Losing your mommy is so much worse.
so he gets to hang out at the gym and mop up all the blood and the sweat.
¶ don't you see? ¶
Ok.
[Sighs]
Septembrie 8, 1976
Really?
¶ yet they were all alone ¶
He's a hunk, huh?
Good night, Mrs. Brady.
but you're groovy, too, in your own way.
Remember when the kids couldn't agree on what to buy
Just some of marcia's old trophies
[Nervous chuckle]
[Siren]
I wonder who that could be.
I've called the Hawaiian police,
and it all worked out
A horse in the house?! Mommy wouldn’t allow it!
Mike: New boyfriend? Well, that's news.
What are you doing?
and other times, I can take the 2 front strands
Looks like everything's back to normal, Mike.
That, too.
Because this is what we connoisseurs of the fine arts
¶ you got to take a lesson from mother nature ¶
¶ me and my whole world... ¶
What?
Sure, Larry.
The light really does go out when you close the door.
Tammy:
No, I am not going to ask them where it is.
in that siberian hospital.
¶ autumn turns to winter ¶
But...That's the boy who beat out Greg for class president
Who's Roy?
Lucky I ordered one with extra pages.
Evelyn? and throw!
Whoa, Greg. Greg, this girl is way too fast for you,
where they build rocket ships
¶ I guess it's the only way... ¶
and president of the Davy Jones fan club.
4...
Get with the times, Greg.
And a Brady always keeps a promise.
Give me the money.
No. The Bradys.
The lost horse of the first t'ang emperor,
Hey, everybody. Look what Peter just gave me.
You see, when you're a man,
[Moaning]
¶ who you are into what you're gonna be ¶
and what kind of person would I be
Take a look.
Aah!
Radio: ¶ the sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl" ¶
¶ react positively ¶
¶ sha na na na na ¶
Nah, too easy.
[Groans]
Do you think Mr. Martin will want to join us for some breakfast?
like my meatloaf
no need to explain.
Hideous? No.
Sure, Jen
¶ ...being wrong doing right ¶
Mommy wouldn't allow a horse in the house.
Mama, she's teasing me again.
Anyway, I haven't found the horse yet.
Mm-mm-mm-mm.
But they were a gift from Mr. Martin.
I know. You're wearing it.
Eat shit smallen
Gee, thanks!