Ok, guys, this is it. The big love scene. Pucker up!"
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"What did I hear nnnnnnnnnnn "Not rightly sure, Duke, but he sounds kinda fishy.
that tenderfoot say, nnnnnnnnnWhat's goin' on here anyhow? I figured we was makin'
Gabby?" nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn another movin' picture with that John Ford fella. Who
nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnin tarnation is this varmint?"
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"Ok, guys, we're losing the light. Lets see some man on man action."
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"This must be the big nnnnnnn "I reckon yer right, Duke,
fight scene, Gabby." nnnnnnn 'ceptin I don't see no fightin' men
nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn 'round here 'sides me and you. Even
nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn the guy from the chuck wagon looks
nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn queerer than a three dollar Yankee bill."
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"Fight scene? Were did you two brutes get the big idea there'd be a fight scene? I happen to be
shooting a violent-free, transgendered film that will hopefully shed some light on the plight of gay
shepherds in todays fascist America.--Ok, that's it! You two are fired! Get me two sensitive types!!"
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nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"I see a camera!"
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"Alright, Harry, what's wrong? You look a liitle glum."
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"I'm trying to look butch, Ang."
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"Well, it's not working. Try loosening up a little bit will ya."