Birdy
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:44:02
Come on, Birdy!
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Talk to me.
:44:09
Okay, don't talk to me.
:44:12
You think I don't know
what you're doing...

:44:14
with this squatting
and sideways staring stuff?

:44:18
So you're finally a bird.
Big deal!

:44:23
If Weiss finds out, he'll put
you in a display case...

:44:26
and write papers on you forever.
:45:11
Damn cats are driving me crazy!
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I'll get a BB gun and pop them off.
:45:16
They'll give the birds a heart attack,
scaring them all day.

:45:20
Let's get this door closed
so they don't get out here.

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That's it.
:45:25
You know my mother.
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And that's Mr. Tate.
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He's deaf.
He doesn't hear anything.

:45:31
He loves the birds singing,
like Beethoven.

:45:34
I said you're like Beethoven.
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You like that one, huh?
:45:45
She's a good-looker, all right.
:45:47
But don't go for flyers when
you're looking for a good breeder.

:45:53
Come on, honey.
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Come here.
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Don't you want to eat?

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