Mrs. Doubtfire
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I thought I gave it to you, dear.
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No.
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- Doubtfire.
- I beg your pardon?

:31:15
Doubtfire, dear. Mrs Doubtfire.
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- Well, I look forward to meeting you.
- Oh, lovely, dear. Me, too.

:31:22
- Bye-bye.
- Ta-ta.

:31:28
Showtime.
:31:35
- Daniel, hi.
- Could you make me a woman?

:31:39
Honey, I'm so happy!
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- Oh, come here.
- I knew you'd understand.

:31:47
- Is this gonna hurt?
- Don't whine. Just relax.

:31:50
- Are you sure?
- Just remember, pain is beauty.

:31:53
OK, take a deep breath. Instant eye lift.
:31:58
And the strings are under the wig.
:32:00
- The man has five-o'clock shadow at 8.30am.
- All right, we'll start with make-up.

:32:05
- I'm not gonna wax.
- Don't worry. We'll just lightly spackle.

:32:09
- I feel like Gloria Swanson.
- You look like her mother.

:32:13
I'm ready for my close-up, Mr DeMille.
:32:16
OK, everyone. Let's pray.
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I hope you are using Jungle Red.
That is the colour I love.

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- Matches your lips.
- God bless you.

:32:28
I'm feeling fabulous
because I met this beautiful Cuban.

:32:31
Every night is like the Bay of Pigs.
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I can't lie to you. It's beautiful with him.
:32:37
I don't know. This would scare the children.
Maybe this is too much for them.

:32:42
I think we have to go to the next level.
:32:44
Latex.
:32:47
Oy, it was such a shandeh.
:32:49
I should never buy gribbenesfrom a mohel.
It's so chewy.

:32:53
- No, I feel like Bubbee. This is not working.
- Don't worry.

:32:56
It's a work in progress and you're my brother.
I will never letyou be embarrassed.


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