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And the bow with which he concluded his little speech confirmed his hostess in her assurance that she had to do with a man of position and breeding. But the effect of his courtesy was sadly marred by a sudden false step, as he rose to take leave. "Nay, sir," she cried anxiously, "you must indeed not be in such haste; you are still faint," and she caught his arm as he clutched at the table and recovered himself. |
*CHI: Derlik Tyler. *CHI: I got this friend from today. *INV: just from today? *INV: what's his name? *CHI: uh Jacob. *INV: Jacob wow. *INV: well that's exciting to meet a new friend. *CHI: he keep on telling ↫D↫Darren that and that isn't true. |
%add: EXP *MOT: can you put this back over there? %add: BRO? [seems a bit advanced for CHI, maybe addressed to BRO] *CHI: ah [shriek]! *MOT: Joseph P, be careful, my friend! *MOT: yes, you're sitting up very well, except that you tumble over, and you're kind of a little too close to the edge of the bed for my liking! |
♪ She comes crawling ♪ ♪ When she comes ♪ ♪ Dollars bills and ♪ ♪ Tears keep falling down ♪ ♪ Dollars bills and tears ♪ ♪ Keep falling down her face ♪ ♪ She'll never walk away ♪ ♪ I don't think you understand. ♪ [cheering] MAN: Lights fade, and transition music, lights and screens. |
*CHI: [vocalizes]. [CHI points to the picture on the opposite page] *CHI: truck! [CHI points to the picture] [CHI draws in the book] *MOT: truck. [MOT nods and looks at CHI] *MOT: don't write in the book. [MOT moves CHI's hand and turns the page] |
Remember? - Why'd they try to kill you? - Hey, could I get a soda? - Who is Maddie riding with? - What's that? You know who she is. No, I don't. - I know you. - Really? You used to live at 898 Gaston Place... Newport News, Virginia. You worked at a mill by the docks. |
*FAD: are you on your way somewhere xxx? *MAD: is Eddy in yet? *FAD: yeah I am. *MAD: Jake, is Eddy in? *MAD: yeah he's in today. [Chris is walking by these unidentified people who are, talking in the hall of the building] *MAD: don't say anything. |
20 July 1973-17 January 1991His Royal Highness Prince Haakon of Norway 17January 1991-present His Royal Highness The Crown of Norway = = = Nafisa Ali = = = Nafisa Ali (born 18 January 1957) is an Indian Bengali actress, activist and politician. She is a member of the Indian National Congress. Nafisa was born in Kolkata, West Bengal. |
Cos he feels he's got a wind so he Oh I can't force myself. Nor can I. Aargh. What was that? Oh. When's Tony coming for you tonight? I said half past seven. If we finish before then I shall be very annoyed! They said eight o'clock, quarter to. |
"My favorite ones were those by which I could frighten people. Nothing used to delight me so much as to tell ghost stories to my younger brothers and sisters and leave them without explaining them, when often the poor little creatures would become nearly convulsed with terror, and my mother would find great trouble in quieting them. I had often been scolded, and even whipped for my malicious mischief but all to no purpose, and at last no notice was taken of me, and I thought my father and mother had made up their mind to let me tell horrible stories until I was tired of them. My parents often went out in the evening to the theatre, or some party and on such occasions it was my usual practice to coax my brother Charlie, and sister Amy into the dining room with me, while the nurse put my youngest brother to bed. When I had, by dint of threats, and persuasions, got them into the room, I would make them sit by the fire suddenly put out the candles, and begin some dreadful story. Generally the nurse came in the middle of it and carried them away to bed, where they would cower under the blankets and tremble at every sound." |
-No. -Lucas, come on, I want to talk to you. -Go away. -Go away. -You're being unreasonable. Please? I don't wanna talk. - Oh, Lucas, don't be silly. - Get away from me! Come on out, Lucas. I know you're in there. I can see your feet. |
God! César, we can offer you another possibility. In 1 99 7, it was impossible to rebuild your face. But out there, it's the year 2 1 45. You wouldn't believe the things surgery can do. You could wake up... and live in the future like a normal person. |
Many extinct volcanos are there. It has the largest concentration in the world, with 450 volcanos. The Auvergne Volcanoes National Park is in the massif. The Massif is separated from the Alps by the valley of the Rhone. These departments are usually considered as part of the Massif Central: Allier, Ardèche, Aveyron, Cantal, Corrèze, Creuse, Haute-Loire, Haute-Vienne, Loire, Lot, Lozère, and Puy-de-Dôme. |
*CHI: no. *MOT: they were at Daddy's party. *CHI: Daddy party. *MOT: whoops a daisy. *CHI: here you are, Mummy. *MOT: right. *MOT: shall we pick all these cards up now? *CHI: mhm. *CHI: big tummy. *CHI: big nips. *MOT: oh, Thomas. |
*EXP: once you get it in it's like yeah I did it. *MOT: right. *MOT: and then you hafta pull it through. *EXP: I find that some kids at this age really can't but some kids are sort of able to do it so I think it's one of those things that's just starting at this point. |
Julien! Don't gun it! Too many people! On the wrong side of the road again! There's a vehicle! That was nearly a collision... - "Cops investigated for stealing drugs"? - I was sick when I saw that. The chief dunked my balls like a couple of doughnuts in his coffee. |
Perhaps to David the anticipated change meant as much as to anyone, for he was growing too old to seek a new master, and dreaded the inevitable time when he would be shelved from work, and placed on the parish list, to the self-respecting poor always the bitterest sting of old age. The day of possible emigration for him had long gone by, and his must be the harder part of remaining to watch the Abbey pass into the hands of 'a Pharaoh who knew not Joseph,' and who could not be counted upon for either kindness or charity in his dealings with the poor around him. |
[Michael starts to drink some beer] *EXP: he doesn't drink beer, does he? *EXP: well xxx you better ask them 'cause... *CHI: xxx if you drink the whole beer ail you be bigger an' bigger. *EXP: that's a possibility I might be drunk too. [chuckles at end] |
"Now, fellows, early to bed to-night," stipulated the coach after supper was over. "No skylarking, and don't go to eating a lot of trash. I want you all to be on edge. We'll devote to-morrow to practice, and the next day to wiping up the gridiron with Wescott." |
That means the sky is about to be graced with a beautiful rainbow! Yeah. Sure. Uh-oh. I feel a combo coming on. Ear flop... Eye flutter... Knee twitch... You said that combo meant beautiful rainbow. Oh, nonononono. You're thinking of an ear flop, then knee twitch, then eye flutter. |
And he became unaccountable no longer predictable for the nuns. And in the same unthinking way as they had thought they loved him, they now began to fear the child. In the end, they hated him. For years, Erwin lived in a kind of hell made worse by the fact that he was despised for having learned to survive in this hell and even savor its horrors. |
when are you coming? I called just to tell you this. I'm coming tomorrow. - Tomorrow? What can I tell you about Rahul? Where do I begin? Well, you should realize that I've never met anyone like him. Sometimes he's an angel, sometimes a devil. |
But when Maggie and Bessie had been quieted and questioned, their answers showed that no one of the three had seen the cup go; but when they missed it, they had gone out to look for it behind the dairy. Then Fanny, noticing the traces on the rocks, and next seeing Lem climbing the mountain-path, had at once concluded that the bad boy must be the thief. |
*CHI: girl. *MOT: is Babagee a boy or a girl? *CHI: um. *CHI: boy. *MOT: um. *MOT: is Louise a girl or a boy? *CHI: girl. *MOT: what about Andrew? *CHI: he a boy. *MOT: good girl. *MOT: you're a clever girl. *MOT: what number is it? |
*MOT: why are you whispering? *CHI: eat. *CHI: mom! *MOT: what? *CHI: drink. [facial expression] [getting toy from box.] *MOT: yeah. *CHI: uh oh. *MOT: uh oh did you drop something? *MOT: go get it. *CHI: juice. *MOT: you dropped the what did you drop? |
But none of the children, not even Jim, had any attention to spare for them, beautiful though they were. Their eyes were fixed on Jumbo, whose breath was coming in quick, short pants, and whose poor, short, little legs were growing more and more tired. Disappointed at not getting the crumbs, the swans slowly turned round and were sailing away again when they caught sight of Jumbo, and with angry hisses and long necks outstretched they bore down upon him as he swam about half-way between the island and the bank. |
*KT: there's a strange boy in the house! *KT: go go get him! [Eric chases Martin out.] *KT: get out, and xxx. [still on the phone. Quiet again, except for Kate on phone. Alexa is still "sleeping" under the phone table. I move to get close to her.] |
Well... With treasure like this, you could be famed across the seven seas. NUMBER TWO: Captain. Polly's not for sale. (BELLAMY LAUGHING) You? Win Pirate of the Year? You're a shoo-in, sir. There's not a pirate on the seven seas can match you. |
*CHI: [plays with keys, approaches tape recorder] *CHI: det mountain. *THA: no, that's the tape recorder. *CHI: taperecorder. *THA: uhhuh. *THA: you've seen this before, haven't you? *CHI: [points to the watermelon slice on SUS sweater] |
*GMA: can you find it. *GMA: yeah. *GMA: oh that's right. *GMA: so go on. *GMA: then what color is that car. *CHI: that. *GMA: we haven't got the sound. *GMA: it says. *GMA: touch the green car. *GMA: oh what's happening. |
What does that mean? I've really said too much. No, you haven't. Oh, Jesus Christ! Goddamn it. I didn't mean that. I was told this is the ladies room. Oh, I guess it is. Gannon, you creaky old sack of shit. What are you doing? Gilroy asked me to do him a favor and bring a little credibility to this old barn. |
"Lord ha’ mercy on me if ’tis not young Master Wentworth!" he exclaimed, showing that, though grown in stature, I had not outgrown the appearance of my boyhood; and when Drake told him of my newly found title, the old man tottered away to let the frequenters of the inn know the news; whereat we, unwilling to tarry longer, pushed on towards the towering heights of Hindhead. |
It's not hooked up yet. How you doing? Haven't seen you around for a while. Haven't been looking for you. Answer for everything. That's why I stopped finding work for you. You didn't know if you've heard of any work put on the street by a company called McNamara Engineering? |
Have they also searched the drawers on the desk of the house here? - There he had all his secrets. - Like the photos of the girls naked. - Do you have them now? - No, she has the PM. - Have you seen them? - Necessary. - And you? - I have looked at them in secret, once. |
*MOT: now, that's not on. [mother and child are facing each other, child is sitting on] *MOT: it's not. *MOT: gone. *MOT: eh whoo! *MOT: clap handies. *MOT: there's a burpies. *MOT: clap handies. *MOT: yes! *MOT: clap handies clap handies 'til daddy |
VII. THE SILVER CUP 128 VIII. A KIND WORD FOR LEM 147 IX. DOL'S REVENGE 163 X. THE BANANAS 183 XI. "GOOD FOR EVIL" 203 XII. UNCLE RUTHVEN'S WORK 220 |
*MOT: xxx and how many goldfish are there? *CHI: two. *MOT: right. *MOT: bumpity bumpity bump. [cat meows as LF turns page. Remi coughs] *MOT: Mr Brown is wonderful. *MOT: bumpity bumpity bump boom Mr Brown makes thunder. *MOT: he makes lightening. |
But you've been there. - Only when necessary. I've invested 50% of my shares in the gambling business. So from time to time I need to check it out. Otherwise empire will collapse. "The reflection of your hair from the light of lamps." "I can still see them." |
Oh yes, the stock boats came just like great stacks see them coming along round . Great huge height of all the barrels built up on them. Stock boats came on the first day, they start coming away in May. Yes. And June. And then the Stevedores, there were a lot of Stevedores here belonging to Stronsay. |
Colchicine. Colchicine is an alternative treatment for people that are unable to tolerate NSAIDs. Its side effects, primarily gastrointestinal upset limit its use. The occurrence of gastrointestinal upset depends on the dose. The risk of experiencing this side effect can be reduced by using smaller, yet still effective doses. Colchicine may interact with other commonly prescribed drugs such as atorvastatin and erythromycin. |
*CHI: in my house Denver likes getting up and waking. *INV: Denver does he get up in the morning and waken you? *CHI: yes. *INV: do you share a bedroom? *CHI: no I don't. *INV: you'll be too cold. *INV: you needta put a cardigan on you. |
You used my toothbrush? Relax. I didn't use it on my teeth. Will Grace Season 3 - Episode 9 Three's a Crowd, Six is a Freak Show This video game makes a nice birthday gift. Do you think your stepson would like that? I don't know, honey. Can he eat it or rub up against it? |
*PAR: he's gonna be the driver of the plane. *PAR2: hey. *PAR2: but he lay in the back. *PAR: what if he tries to be the driver. *PAR: they look like brothers. *PAR: so what if we put him right here like that. *PAR2: then what he. |
*INV: there now we need a hat. *CHI: [laughs]. *CHI: look at that ear. *INV: that's not an ear. *INV: that's his feet! *INV: look see his toes. *CHI: yeah. *INV: that's his toes. [INV explains about being out at the weekend.] |
*NAN: yes. *CHI: and this is a box. *NAN: that is a box for french fries. *NAN: you're absolutely right! *NAN: here's another kind of a box Cas. *NAN: this is a box for a happy meal. *NAN: did you ever eat a happy meal at Mcdonalds? |
= = = Sharp County, Arkansas = = = Sharp County is a county in the U.S. state of Arkansas. As of the 2020 census, the population was 17,271. The county seat is Ash Flat. The county was created on July 18, 1868, and named for Ephraim Sharp, a state legislator from the area. |
*MOT: why don't you twirl it, dear, to put it in there? *MOT: did you know... *MOT: 'es that perhaps... *MOT: did that belong in here? *MOT: no. *MOT: okay now why don't you put everything back and let's listen to a story just for a few minutes, okay? |
You shot me! Move! Faster! Move! Do not linger! Do not linger! Todd! Back and help them! Cover our backs! I will let him. Take? Put him in bed. Stay with me! Countdown out of ten, OK? - Where is the blood bank? - In the fridge! |
*CHI: [laughs]. *MOT: you cheeky boy. *CHI: look. *CHI: really close. *CHI: [laughs]. *CHI: [sighs]. *CHI: look. *CHI: look at me. *CHI: [laughs]. *MOT: [chuckles]. *MOT: what's so funny? *CHI: [laughs]. *MOT: what are you laughing at? |
It's true that the protection has perhaps focused more on the higher quality land but that it is still there under clear policy guidance. Thank you. Is it is it Mr Feist? Is that how you pronounce it? Thank you. Could you announce announce your Yes. |
*CHI: it was not gone. [garbled slightly] *EXP: what you doin' with my hat on? *EXP: gimme my hat. *CHI: I'm put it like dat. *CHI: I'm put it on like dis, xxx mm. *MOT: Michael, wash your han's, baby. [mike is laying across Carl's lap, I think] |
Erm, now that leaves us with er, really the er, the publishing, the educational publishing er, the newspapers, magazines, electronic publishing, in all those areas we're active and on the lookout. We certainly, if you look at the breakdown of our sales er, we only sell about a hundred and fifty er, million pounds worth er, of goods and services in Asia, Pacific erm, we would certainly like to make acquisitions in that area just as we did in North America er, in the seventies and eighties and we have now small Pearson er, office, for instance in Tokyo, it's quite slow,erm, er, in that area but certainly we're on the lookout for acquisitions in, in Asia, Pacific. |
From these he hoped to obtain a pair of cotton hammocks to replace those that had been burned in the fire that had visited the hut. He would gather something on the way to pay for them, perhaps a jaboty or agouti, or possibly some eggs of the forest tortoise, which were always acceptable to natives of the region. |
*CHI: oh no xxx. *CHI: poor suitcase... *CHI: break suitcase. *CHI: " Adam break suitcase Cromer." *MOT: Adam break suitcase Cromer? *MOT: no Adam shouldn't break Cromer's suitcase. *MOT: he'd do without a suitcase. *CHI: oh no xxx do suitcase. |
*MOT: suddenly there was a ring at the door. *MOT: ding dong. *MOT: Sophie's mummy said “I wonder who that can be”. *CHI: but she xxx um. *CHI: she said it couldn't be the milkman. *MOT: that's right. *MOT: it can't be the milkman because he came this morning. |
*GMA: stop coming. *GMA: no. *MOT: no. *GMA: oh no. *MOT: she you see mommy. *MOT: doing good. *MOT: sitting Dad yeah you're hi. *MOT: I think that's Matt's bubble. *MOT: thank you. *MOT: and dad. *MOT: babies. *MOT: Molly's is up there. |
I'm not aware we've got people living physically on agricultural land at the moment, they are fields as far as I know. Er and it would be just as sensible to make a discount for industrial land on that basis. I don't see why you should make a discount in respect of greenbelts. |
*MOT: couldn'' o' picked some of those scrawny ones. *MOT: are there flowers on the table, Catherine? %add: SIS *MOT: wow, that looks beautiful. *MOT: where are Joseph and I sitting? %add: SIS *MOT: can you show me? %add: SIS *MOT: where is our seat? |
*MOT: Eleanor, can you go and get the dustpan and brush for Mama? *CHI: mm. *CHI: no. *MOT: I'll make... *MOT: mhm. *MOT: Eleanor, come in here. *CHI: I'm just doing... *MOT: move this way. *MOT: okay now I'll do this. *CHI: I do this. |
*RUS: look at me. *RUS: there! *CHI: put on. *RUS: put on? *RUS: okay. *RUS: there. *RUS: there we go. *RUS: you wanna put them on? *CHI: I put on. *RUS: okay. *RUS: here we go. *RUS: you look like an air traffic controller now. |
*CHI: dear. *CHI: baby. *CHI: don't you left sorry. *CHI: boat with me. *GMA: did you have a bit rest. *CHI: gently way. *GMA: we ask things. *GMA: oh please what. *CHI: you're gonna pick me. *MOT: ah. *MOT: positively hot. |
*FAT: put your head down this way. *CHI: why? *FAT: just checking your neck. *FAT: it's just a small one. *FAT: that's okay. *CHI: small? *FAT: yeah. *FAT: you've got a small lump in your neck. *FAT: it's called a lymph node. |
It is believed that the version of the "Miserere mei Deus" performed today, is very different to the work that Allegri composed. = = = Chronology = = = Chronology is a word meaning 'the study of time'. It comes from the Greek words "chronos" (time) and "logos" (word). The adjective is chronological. |
*FAT: who the hell... *MOT: I never heard of it. *MOT: the coop they had Haagendaz they never carry Howard Johnson. *FAT: well they're not gonna get it from Alan. *MOT: the typhus. *FAT: they're not getting it from Alan I know. *MOT: I know. |
COL. Not a word of him, Weasel, not a word of him! He’s a wayward ... don’t speak of him! folly and indiscretion have been his bane. WEASEL. [_Shaking his head._] There’s some others I know seem running the same road. COL. How? Who? WEASEL. O, it is not for me to say, your honour. |
*MOT: do you wanna come get naked with me? *MOT: come 'ere. *MOT: let's go get you naked! *MOT: let's get you ready! *MOT: xxx... [static, but it sounds like she cut herself off] *MOT: oh [sigh]. *MOT: my cutie cutie cute? *MOT: [kisses]. |
It just means you aren't dead yet. Carlito,you think you can find us a couple observation positions... overlooking the compound? Here and here. And here may work well. Bobbo and me will go take a look... - give you a straight-up yes, no or maybe. |
*MOT: oh. *MOT: it does take you a long time to fall over. *CHI: Spanner. *CHI: you don't wanna Fireman Sam. *MOT: what do you wanna do now? *CHI: oh. *CHI: let me fall over again. *CHI: oh. *MOT: well. *MOT: I don't think Caroline came all this way just to watch you keep falling over. |
*CHI: come from yellow one. *MOT: what come from the yellow one or the red one? *CHI: dis one. *CHI: wanna write? *CHI: huh? *MOT: I don't think that writes. *CHI: sit down. *CHI: dump in 'ere. *MOT: dump them in there? *CHI: dump many out. |
*CHI: thankyou. [offering to D?] *CHI: thankyou. *FAT: no I don't want it. [overlap at "it"] *CHI: thankyou. [overlap] *FAT: no I don't want it. [overlap at "it"] *FAT: no-no. [16 sec, clicks, traffic] *FAT: that 's good. |
*CHI: see? *CHI: it's out of its br brain. *CHI: [coughs]. *CHI: see? [holds black base out] *INV: mhm. *CHI: not a piece of junk! *CHI: [strange sound]. [uses silver stick to knock silver man off base] *MOT: sit up please Chi. |
Let the lacerations begin. Laceration test with a full beer bottle. 3, 2... God, that is nasty! ...1! Uh-oh! Oh, there's definitely some cuts there. Yep. Oh, it bleeds. Nasty. Nasty. And if it was needed, a further graphic illustration of how dangerous it is to use a bottle as a weapon. |
You're all in the same dressing room. Now it's quite important to be very specific about how you do this because it's not just a matter of putting on clothes Oh! I mean for one production you may need a wig another production you won't. I mean, if you can imagine what the process of a dame in pantomime goes through to get all that gear on then that is the sort of thing you've got to try and do in mime. |
= = = Sophie B. Hawkins = = = Sophie Ballantine Hawkins (born November 1, 1964 near Manhattan, New York) is an American singer-songwriter and recording artist. She has had many hit records and songs. In particular, she is well known for the single "Damn I Wish I was Your Lover". |
*GRA: if you want it? *CHI: daddy he tastes good dad. *FAT: oh yeah. *GRA: I see you cracked it already. *GRA: don't say that I did it. *MOT: oh, that's been cracked a long time. *GRA: that's all. *CHI: what did she crack? *FAT: what did who crack? |
So how do you how do you see the ideal way of arranging a room? The ideal way, way of arranging a room as I see it would be that you could have your separate rooms but have sliding doors, after all there's nothing new in sliding doors, er, but doors opening and closing erm are restrictive, that's only my own personal view, my wife doesn't necessarily, necessarily share that view ideally if I was planning a house, the main room the main living room would be much larger than the one we live in, it would certainly be a different shape, erm when we had our golden wedding erm our visitors were so numerous that they were standing shoulder to shoulder in these two rooms and the kitchen whereas if it had been a reasonably designed house maybe we could of spread them around a little more, but they're minor, minor defects that are not really serious. |
Any other reason whyyou'd want to get rid ofTripp? - No. - Danny. Certain things you hide make you look guilty. Couple years back, Tripp was going out with my sister. - Cheated on herwith a groupie. - Came to blows. - Who won? - I did, for once. |
Rows of crude chairs stood upon the uneven wooden floor, and above these, halfway to the patched and leaking roof, a tiny balcony had been constructed. At either end of this was a small compartment with rounded front, meant to represent an opera box, though this of course Bomba could not know. |
I got a line here. You guys are hungry, aren't you? You know, he'll just take the green. Great, green. There we go. Here you go, my man. Appreciate it. $4. There we go. More chips, more chips. Come on, let's go. What can I get for you, my man? |
There came a rending, splintering crash that nearly shattered his eardrums, a detonation that seemed to shake the earth. A giant tree near by, struck to the heart by the bolt, toppled and crashed toward the earth. The Indians yelled and tried to flee. A blood-curdling scream rang through the jungle as the tree trunk thudded to the ground. |
*MOT: you don't just take the pieces out. *MOT: ouch. *MOT: this one doesn't fit very well. *MOT: for some reason. *MOT: I don't know why. *CHI: is this right? *MOT: right. *MOT: Fraser [CHI]. *MOT: that's not how you play the game. |
What? Oh, but surely no one would think that I... Threw that gun there? Oh, no, Mrs Mathews. No, no. No, I finally figured out what happened. Whoever was in the house ran out the back and just kept on going. They were anxious to get rid of your ex-husband's gun. |
*CHI: tell me. *MOT: you should know. *CHI: tell me! *MOT: she's in Harlem hospital. *CHI: dat dat dat where you took me at? *MOT: yes that's where you were born. *EXP: ahhah. *SIS: the new one? [the new hospital] *CHI: what room? |
One glance only he spared for the island that lay nearest, a full six miles away. It was tiny—little larger than a city park. The Japs might have posted a guard or two on it, but at this distance they could easily fail to notice a bomber landing on the water with a dead stick. |
[mother makes lipsmacking noises and then starts clicking her tongue.] *MOT: that a nice noise? *MOT: 'n you do that? *MOT: can you do this? [mother is sticking in and out her tongue.] *MOT: can you do that? [child vocalises and hands raisin to mother.] |
*CHI: Dinah won't you blow your horn, Dinah won't you blow, Dinah won't you blow, Dinah won't you blow your horn. *CHI: somethin' in the kitchen with Dinah, someone's in the kitchen I know, who is in the kitch' with Din ah, strumming on duh ole banjo, and singing feefaysiayfiddlyaiooooo... |
Some women protested, because his designs covered up their legs, which they did not want during wartime. There was also criticism of Dior's designs, which used a lot of fabric. Opposition ceased as soon as wartime shortages ended. The New Look revolutionized women's dress and reestablished Paris as the center of the fashion world. |
Diet, exercise, changing people's habits, and drugs are tried first to help people lose weight. People who have weight loss surgery usually lose more weight than those who try the other ways. The surgery also helps reduce diseases like high blood pressure and diabetes. With each patient, doctors might use some or all of the methods, depending on what they think would work best for that patient. |
*PAR: okay. *PAR: we're gonna pause it. = = = childes/CHILDES_AAE/Edwards/WID/196.cha = = = *PAR: you got the chair that you want now. *PAR: mhm. *PAR: okay. *PAR: now tell me about them truck games that you get to play. *PAR1: we only got one. |
*FAT: step though. *FAT: logs are normally. *FAT: and then pencil. *FAT: and they can give you splinted on. *FAT: I don't have had the cat. *FAT: your. *FAT: so you must sit on a log. *FAT: uhhuh. *MOT: you can't have the camera you want to see. |
*CHI: yeah. *CHI: I like red iron. [MOT laughs] *MOT: well you don't do any... *CHI: and this one's red. *MOT: pardon? *CHI: this one's red. *MOT: is it? *CHI: where's red? *MOT: don't know. *CHI: where Jwww [brother]... |
SMASH! Thank you, love. Winnie will be delighted. A mess? Yes! How dare you! I was a top stylist when you were just... sweeping up hair! I have never been so insulted in my life! Ah, you must have been! Supposed to be a rubber egg! Ah, shut up, Mark! |
Why not? Why? Dunno. Been dropped. Crap. No, it's Who's taken your place, there's Chris Smith at full-back on the wing Yeah. That's all right I suppose. missing them. Oh cos you've gotta have a good in kicking Actually he didn he didn't kick too badly the other day. |
I didn't hear any, did you hear any weather on the news? oh yeah I will hear it tonight It'll be on again later yeah yes I wondered if David would be on bus, I saw Wendy having a he worked later today because he's got so much done on front of the er that weather he couldn't er, do any decorating outside still we never got nobbled down street providing the er canvassers |
*CHI: no, no! *MOT: no? *MOT: what do you wanna do? *MOT: you're gonna read the book to me? *MOT: do you wanna come back up here? *MOT: 'kay, co' on. *MOT: this is the page you wanna start on? *MOT: okay. *CHI: what's that? |
If it is possible. We believe that the reanimation of the dead will be possible. - What's this? - What? Clause 1 4. Artificial perception. It's a concept that we haven't fully developed yet. Look. This is a life. Birth and death. Let's say you've got a terminal illness. |
So tell him that at first he enters the news, and then you ... - But ... - And I'm not going to write in the newspaper "Love Story", only to PR your pianist. And tell him. - Jack, sell all my possessions. No, the newspaper took back his promise, sell all that I have and .... tell as amended, to start typing. |
Plot. A timid Japanese college student works as a specialty prostitute. She does this for an exclusive escort agency that caters to wealthy Japanese men in Tokyo. To please her clients, she plays out elaborate fantasy scenarios with sadomasochism and bondage. |
*MOT: can you go play with Devon please? [CDS] *CHI: do you wanna go to the water fountain again? [CDS] *MOT: yeah okay. [CDS] *EXP: do you guys do a lot of reading at home? *MOT: oh my gosh he loves to read. *MOT: I mean like this morning I hadta like cut him off 'cause we hadta get ready to leave. |
♪ Is yet to come, all the misery ♪ ♪ Was necessary when we're deep in love ♪ ♪ Yes, I know, yeah, that I know ♪ ♪ She told me, "Don't worry about it" ♪ ♪ She told me, "Don't worry no more" ♪ ♪ We both know we can't go without it ♪ ♪ She told me, you'll never ♪ |
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Raw data is from: https://babylm.github.io/guidelines.html
Short lines are merged into one single line separated by a tab. All lines are shuffled before split into train, validation and test files. Validation and test have only 128 lines each.
The original text files are: 'open_subtitles.train', 'switchboard.train', 'simple_wiki.train', 'gutenberg.train', 'childes.train', 'bnc_spoken.train'
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