Pocketful of Miracles
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So come on now. We're gonna practise.
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We're gonna get in there... Tell you what.
Make believe it's for your own mother.

1:45:08
I oughta do somethin' for my mother.
They won't let me see her in solitary.

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Now start practising, everybody.
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I say it again and again and again.
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This will never work, this will never work,
this will never work.

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Happy days.
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The music must be soft and mellow.
Nothing harsh, nothing raucous.

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Just the gentle drip of rain
upon an autumn leaf.

1:45:49
- Yes, sir. I'll lay on the silk.
- Splendid. Keep it schmaltzy.

1:45:56
- The new men?
- Yes, sir.

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- Trustworthy?
- Completely.

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- I'm just loving this, sir. Aren't you?
- Hutch, in here it's Christmas.

1:46:06
Quite.
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Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way...

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Yes.
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As Pascal said: The heart hath reasons
that reason itself knows nothing about.

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A handkerchief.
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- A handkerchief.
- It's in your hand, ma'am.

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Yes, of course.
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Lola, do I look all right?
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The head waiter at the Ritz
would give you the best table.

1:46:37
God bless you.
1:46:38
See for yourself,
Mrs E Worthington Manville.

1:46:41
You'd make Cinderella look barefoot.
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I don't know who that is in there.
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I hope the whole thing isn't a dream.
1:46:52
Give me my basket.
1:46:57
Apples? Apples?

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