Mr. Deeds
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1:03:01
I'm in love with him.
1:03:03
I'm going to see him tonight
and tell him everything.

1:03:08
-He'll probably punch you in the face.
-I kind of hope he does.

1:03:11
Come on, Babe, snap out of it.
1:03:14
You really want to throw all this away
for a dipshit like that?

1:03:17
He's not a dipshit. He's a goodhearted guy
who we think is a weirdo...

1:03:22
...because he doesn't share
our sense of ironic detachment.

1:03:26
-All this hip, snide, smart-alecky--
-Bullshit?

1:03:29
Yes, bullshit.
1:03:31
Well, in a few moments,
I'll put on my Versace overcoat...

1:03:36
...get into my Mercedes,
drive to my Fifth Avenue apartment...

1:03:39
...and squeeze my girlfriend's big, fake boobs.
1:03:43
And that bullshit you're talking about
paid for all of it.

1:03:47
Good for you, Mac. But I'm still telling him.
1:03:51
Well....
1:03:53
Babe Bennett falls in love.
1:03:57
I'm happy for you. I am.
1:04:00
Gonna miss you, Babe.
1:04:03
Something fierce.
1:04:32
You think she'll like this?
1:04:34
All right.
1:04:35
Chicken parmesan? Terrific, thank you.
1:04:39
Let's hear it.
1:04:44
-She gonna like that, Mr. Deeds.
-Okay.

1:04:47
-Emilio, it looks beautiful.
-Thank you.

1:04:53
These roses might be a little too high.
I won't be able to see her.

1:04:56
-Do we have anything smaller?
-Yes, sir.

1:04:58
Okay.

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