Boys Town
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carpenter shops.
We've got printing presses, farming.

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I think you might like farming.
It's good for you.

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Keep you out in the open,
put hair on your chest.

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If you think you'll make a plow jockey
out of me, you got another thing coming.

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Now, look, Whitey, in a pinch
I can be tougher than you are...

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and I guess maybe this is the pinch.
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You're coming with me to Boys Town...
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because that's the way
your brother wants it.

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And that's the way I want it.
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My arm!
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My poor arm. You broke my arm.
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You better get me to a hospital.
I can't go nowhere.

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My arm, poor broken arm.
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- Well, let's see. Where does it hurt?
- Take it easy.

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- Where is it? Right here?
- Yeah, right there.

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Well, I guess we can fix that...
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Now, why don't you stop
acting like a kid, Whitey?

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- Hello, Father.
- Hello, Mo. Hello, Paul.

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- Hello, Father.
- How's everything, Mo?

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- It couldn't be better. Everything's jake.
- Good, that's cheerful.

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Whitey, this is Mo Kahn,
our second baseman and barber.

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Mo, this is Whitey Marsh.
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- Hello.
- Hi, eagle-beak.

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I'm going to have trouble.
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Say, where are you from?
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You probably got that big schnoz
sticking it into somebody else's business.

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- It's coming.
- Come on, boys. Come on now. Hurry up.

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- Say, how far is this place from Omaha?
- About 10 miles.

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Ten miles?
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What? Are we stuck out at this place
all the time? We never get into town?


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