You two really are cowboys.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, keep them dogies rollin’, man my ass is swollen, Rawhide! Get 'em up, move 'em out, wake 'em up, get 'em dressed, get 'em shaved, comb their hair, Rawhide! Tie me down, tell me lies, pull my hair, smack my thighs - with a big wet strap of, Rawhide!
It’s just that I like the kid. I don’t want to see you get rough on him.
I don’t think that’s odd. I feel like that all the time.
I feel like … dancing!
Gotta Dance! Gotta Dance! Got-ta-Dance!
Even guys with two left feet come out all right if the girl is sweet.
Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t realize I was disturbing you. You see, every once in a while I suddenly find myself… dancing.
You make it with some of these chicks, they think you gotta dance with them.
Here they are again, folks! These wonderful, wonderful kids! Still struggling! Still hoping! As the clock of fate ticks away, the dance of destiny continues! The marathon goes on, and on, and on! HOW LONG CAN THEY LAST?
Derice, a gold medal is a wonderful thing. But if you’re not enough without it, you’ll never be enough with it.
If I can’t win, I won’t run!
Just now joining us is Dennis Doyle, a clothing store security guard, running for the last ten and three quarter hours on basically one leg, He’s refusing to rest until this race is run, unbelievable!
Nobody knows this mall better than I do.
I know what’s going on in here, with all of you men going "Hee hee hee, boo boo boo, hah hah hah.
Yes, operator, I’d like the Happy Dale Sanatorium, Happy Dale, New York. Come on, operator, what’s taking so long? They’re just across the river. I could swim it faster! No, I don’t want the Happy Dale Laundry. I want the Happy Dale Sanatorium. Sanatorium, sanatorium, sanatorium. Yes, yes, like a broken record. Hello - what? They’re busy? Busy? Look, they’re busy and you’re dizzy. No, I am not drunk, madam, but you’ve given me an idea.
Which one of you nuts has got any guts?
If we go out and half-ass it 'cause we’re scared, then we’ll always wonder if we were really good enough. But if we go out there and give it all we’ve got… that’s heroic. You guys wanna be heroes?
Hell, no, we won’t go!
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