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Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Willis? Arnold? Would you come down here, please?

♪ Everybody's got a special kind of story

and then you put it in your mouthie-poo.

You said Mr. Drummond said that.

And still truthful, of course.

Yes. Those happy, well-adjusted little tots.

Ms. Aimsly. And I never drink on the job.

And now that Mama and Papa have died, we got to look out for each other.

♪ But they got Diff'rent Strokes

I could say this is a place I wanna die and be buried.

Mr. Drummond, I think I will tell my computer to go suck a lemon.

I'm telling you, these kids are living in the lap of luxury.

And I want you to feel free to call me, should the need arise.

I am not opinionated.

Can I get you a drink, Mrs. Aimsly?

well, then, you discuss it first before you do anything about it.

It's easy. You take your little forkie-poo,

Besides, look at what they've got here.

Don't worry about it.

Went out and bought? Yes, sir.

Are you Mr. Drummond? Yes.

♪ They got nothin' but their jeans

He said, "Black children belong with black families."

Arnold, you little... Dummy.

Children, just a minute. I want you to take my card.

you know, complimentary about me.

You said that black children belong with black families.

I guess there's only one thing bigger than my ears. My mouth.

Hold it, boys. What did I say?

And that social worker could be here any minute.

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