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# Come true
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# Oh, what magic
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# What wonderful magic
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# Summertime
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# Can do #
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Whoa! Whoa!
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- Slow it down!
- Look out with that fool contraption!
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- Slow it down!
- I can't!
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Watch out!
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Oh, gosh, I'm sorry, Digby.
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Forget it. She was about to blow anyway.
Lallie Joy, another tire to fix.
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- It was my fault. Let me fix it.
- Oh, no.
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Digby always lets me fix the flat tires.
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But if I'm gonna take over your job
I'd better learn how
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in case one blows when she's not around.
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Might.
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Uh... you can watch.
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Mrs. Popham,
I've just been longing to meet you.
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I suppose your husband's been too modest
to tell you we all think he's a saint.
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Nope. Never dared mention it.
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I'm afraid he hides his light
under a bushel.
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He hides more than his light
under that bushel.
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- There's a whole mess of things...
- What a glorious, quaint little store.
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You must just adore working in it.
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There's all those things for the house.
Wallpaper, brushes. Paint.
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Maybe we shouldn't splash things all
over without Mr. Hamilton's approval.