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I like orange. Should I keep the teeth orange?

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Fuzzy: Is your father dead? Dr. Wilbur Larch: Cirrhosis. It's a disease of the liver. Fuzzy: What, a liver killed him? Dr. Wilbur Larch: No, alcohol killed him. He drank himself to death. Fuzzy: But did you know him? Dr. Wilbur Larch: Barely. But it hardly mattered that I knew him. Fuzzy: Did you know your mother better? Dr. Wilbur Larch: Mm-hmm. She's dead now too. She was a nanny. Fuzzy: What's a nanny do? Dr. Wilbur Larch: She looks after other people's children. Fuzzy: Did she grow up around here? Dr. Wilbur Larch: No. She was an immigrant. Fuzzy: What's an immigrant? Dr. Wilbur Larch: Someone not from Maine.

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Peaches: What do they think, go up to the roof to sleep? They must think we're crazy. They think we're dumb niggers, so we need some dumb rules, is what they think. Rose Rose: That's it? It don't mean nothin' at all. And all this time I been wonderin' about 'em. Arthur Rose: They outrageous, them rules. Who live in this cider house? Who grindin' up those apples, pressin' that cider, cleanin' up all this mess? Who just plain live here, just breathin' in that vinegar? Well, someone who don't live here made those rules. Those rules ain't for us. We are supposed to make our own rules. And we do. Every single day.

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Homer Wells: They wanted a girl, Curly. Curly: Nobody ever wants me. Homer Wells: Oh, hey. Hey, come on. Come here. You know, you're one of the best, Curly, and we wouldn't let just anyone take you. Curly: Dr. Larch wouldn't let just anyone take any of us. Homer Wells: Well, that's true. Curly: Nobody's asked for me, have they? Homer Wells: Nobody special enough, Curly. Curly: You mean somebody has? Homer Wells: Only the right people can have you. Now what do you say we go unpack your suitcase?

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Homer: I'm just not supposed to get excited, you know. No strain. No stress. I try to keep calm all the time. Wally Worthington: I can't imagine there's any strain or stress around here.

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Buster: [digging grave of botched abortion victim] What did she die of? Dr. Wilbur Larch: She died of secrecy. She died of... ignorance. Homer, did you expect to be responsible for their children, you have to give them the right to decide whether or not to have children. Wouldn't you agree? Homer Wells: I'm not excepting people to be responsible enough to control themselves to begin with.

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Homer Wells: Uh, nobody's named this one yet. Dr. Wilbur Larch: Oh, it's my turn. Henceforth, you shall be Little Dorrit. Homer Wells: Oh, you don't like that, do you? He's a boy, that's why. Dr. Wilbur Larch: Can't a boy be Dorrit? Homer Wells: I don't think so. Dr. Wilbur Larch: You do it. Homer Wells: OK. Henceforth, you shall be Little Wilbur. Dr. Wilbur Larch: I'm not crazy about the "Little". Homer Wells: OK, just Wilbur then.

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Homer Wells: [giving back an X-ray that Dr. Larch gave to him] I don't need this. I know about my condition. Dr. Wilbur Larch: It's your heart. You ought to take it with you.

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Homer Wells: I've never actually seen a lobster. Candy Kendall: Are you serious? Homer Wells: I've never seen the ocean either. Wally Worthington: You've never seen the ocean? That's not funny, that's serious.

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Homer Wells: [voiceover] Dear Dr. Larch. Thank you for your doctor's bag, although it seems that I will not have the occasion to use it, barring some emergency, of course. I am not a doctor. With all due respect to your profession, I'm enjoying my life here. I'm enjoying being a lobsterman and orchardman. In fact, I've never enjoyed myself as much. The truth is, I want to stay here. I believe I'm being of some use. Dr. Wilbur Larch: [voiceover] My Dear Homer: I thought you were over you adolescence - the first time in our lives when we imagine we have something terrible to hide from those who love us. Do you think it's not obvious to us what's happened to you? You've fallen in love, haven't you? By the way, whatever you're up to can't be too good for your heart. Then again, it's the sort of condition that could be made worse by worrying about it, so don't worry about it. Homer Wells: Dear Dr. Larch, What I'm learning her may not be as important as what I learned from you, but everythin

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Nurse Angela: [looking at an X-Ray] Do you know what this is? Homer Wells: Oh, that's my heart. Nurse Angela: No, actually, it's Fuzzy's. There's nothing wrong with your heart. Nurse Edna: Dr. Larch wanted to keep you out of the war. That's why he told you it was yours. Nurse Angela: He was worried about his own heart. He said it would never stand up to Homer Wells going off to war.

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Candy Kendall: He volunteered. Jesus. Nobody volunteers for the Burma run. He said so himself. He just leaves me here. What does he want? He wants me to wait for him? Oh, God he knows me. He knows I'm not good at being alone. This was right. I know this was right. Homer Wells: You're right. This was right. Candy Kendall: Yeah.

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Homer Wells: Just tell me. I'll do whatever you wanna do. Candy Kendall: Nothing. Homer Wells: Isn't that like waiting and seeing? Candy Kendall: No. Nothing's nothing. I want Wally to come home. I'm afraid to see him too. Homer Wells: I know. Candy Kendall: Oh, don't do that, Homer. Candy Kendall: I just want to sit here and do nothing. Homer Wells: To do nothing. It's a great idea, really. Maybe if I just wait and see long enough, then I won't have to do anything or decide anything, you know? I mean, maybe if I'm lucky enough, someone else will decide and choose and do things for me. Candy Kendall: What are you talking about? Homer Wells: But then again, maybe I won't be that lucky. And it's not my fault. It's not your fault. And that's just it. Someone's gonna get hurt, and it's no one's fault. Candy Kendall: I don't want to talk about this. Homer Wells: If we just sit here and, we wait and see a little longer, then maybe you won't to choose, and I won't have to do anything! Candy K

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Arthur Rose: Hey, nothin', man. You just go in the house. This ain't none of your concern. Homer Wells: Just listen to me... Arthur Rose: You are forgettin' yourself now. This is my daughter! Now, I believe ya have your own mess ya gotta deal with. Rose Rose: [Struggling to get free from her father] I wanna get... Arthur Rose: Ain't that right, Homer? Ain't that right, Homer? My daughter done told ya and I done told ya. This ain't your business. This ain't none of your business! Ya even know what your business is, Homer? Do ya! Come on, man! What is your business? Homer Wells: I'm in the doctor business. I can help. That's all I'm saying. I can help.

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Homer Wells: You're having sex with your own daughter. Arthur Rose: Ain't nobody havin' sex with my daughter! Let me just tell you that! Homer Wells: You're lying. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? What do you care who hears? I mean, come on. They know already, don't they? They know Mr. Rose. Arthur Rose: And you know what your business is, boy! I know you don't wanna be in no kind of business with me! That's what I know. Homer Wells: Yeah? Go on. Cut my clothes. I've got other clothes. Arthur Rose: You gonna come here talkin' to me about lies and shame? Those people took you in, and that boy Wally is away at war! Homer Wells: Yeah, well she's your daughter! Arthur Rose: And I love her! Ain't never gonna do nothin' to harm her. Homer Wells: She's pregnant, you know that? She's pregnant.