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:26:03
Stand right here, Duddits.
Right here with Scooby, okay?

:26:26
Jesus Christ bananas!
:26:29
No way is that
Tina Jean Schlossinger.

:26:32
Maybe her grandmother.
Good going, Beav.

:26:35
Holy God. We came all the way
here just for that?

:26:39
No.
We came for him.

:27:09
Hey, Pete.
You forgot the dogs.

:27:14
Weather moving in. Double storm.
Alberta Clipper first, maybe eight inches...

:27:21
...with a nor'easter on its tail.
:27:24
- Get on back to the cabin, Henry.
- Heading straight there, Mr. G.

:27:29
- Don't mess around.
- No, sir.


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