Compo: What about if you and I try to make some big magic, eh?
Nora: I tell you what magic you can do; you can disappear.
Compo: I thought we could go down there and play some Fred Astaire records. (Whoppe do be do.....)
Truly: I use to keep both eyes closed near dead bodies.
Compo: What did your bosses say about that?
Truly: They use to think I was deep in thought. I soon had a reputation as an intellectual.
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