Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult
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Raquel Welch and the host of
his own talk show, Phil Donahue.

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That might be the envelope
with the bomb. Keep looking.

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One more second, Mr Donahue.
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Oh, my God! Look at Donahue!
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Stop the stairs, Joey!
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Thank you.
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Ladies and gentlemen,
it's my pleasure to present...

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What the hell?
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- Jesus!
- Go to commercial.

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Easy, now. Talk to me.
What happened, Ma?

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Slasher is Frank Drebin
of Police Squad.

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That lousy, two-bit, copper punk!
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I treat him like my brother...
the one I didn't kill.

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- He might find the bomb.
- Not if I find him first.

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Back from commercial in five seconds.
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Hurry with the mic and cue Donahue.
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Read the card, moron.
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"Well, Raquel, this certainly
is a special evening. Phew!"

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"I can barely catch my breath.
Turn it over to Raquel."

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"I'm used to being out of breath..."
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What the hell?
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"Hold for laughter and applause.
To Phil."

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"Gets me out of breath just watching.
To Raquel..."

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I read that.
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"But let's get to the subject
at hand. Pick up the envelope."

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The nominees for best director are...
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Sir Richard Attenborough
for his musical

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on the life of Mother Teresa,
"Mother".


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