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FRIENDS [frantically]: |
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Bobby...Bobby...Bobby baby... |
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Bobby bubbi...Robby...Robert darling... |
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Bobby, we've been trying to call you. |
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Bobby...Bobby...Bobby baby...Bobby bubbi... |
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Angel, I've got something to tell you. |
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Bob...Robbo...Bobby love...Bobby honey... |
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Bobby, we've been trying to reach you all day. |
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Bobby...Bobby...Bobby Baby...Angel...Darling... |
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The kids were asking-- |
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Bobby...Bobby...Robert...Robby...Bob-o... |
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Bobby, there was something we wanted to say. |
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The line was busy... |
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Bobby...Bobby bubbi... |
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Bobby fella...Bobby sweetie-- |
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ROBERT [speaking]: Stop!...What do you get? [Sings] |
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Someone to hold you too close, |
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Someone to hurt you too deep, |
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Someone to sit in your chair, |
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To ruin your sleep. |
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PAUL: That's true, but there's more to it than that. |
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SARAH: Is that all you think there is to it? |
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HARRY: You've got so many reasons for not being with someone, but |
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Robert, |
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you haven't got one good reason for being alone. |
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LARRY: Come on, you're on to something, Bobby. You're on to something. |
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ROBERT: |
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Someone to need you too much, |
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Someone to know you too well, |
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Someone to pull you up short |
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And put you through hell. |
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DAVID: You see what you look for, you know. |
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JOANNE: You're not a kid anymore, Robby. I don't think you'll ever |
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be a kid again, kiddo. |
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PETER: Hey, buddy, don't be afraid it won't be perfect. The only thing |
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to be afraid of really is that it won't be. |
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JENNY: Don't stop now. Keep going. |
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ROBERT: |
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Someone you have to let in, |
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Someone whose feelings you spare, |
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Someone who, like it or not, |
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Will want you to share |
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A little, a lot. |
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SUSAN: And what does all that mean? |
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LARRY: Robert, how do you know so much about it when you've never |
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been there? |
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HARRY: It's much better living it than looking at it, Robert. |
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PETER: Add 'em up, Bobby. Add 'em up. |
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ROBERT: |
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Someone to crowd you with love, |
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Someone to force you to care, |
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Someone to make you come through, |
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Who'll always be there, |
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As frightened as you |
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Of being alive, |
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Being alive, |
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Being alive, |
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Being alive. |
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AMY: Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. *Want* something! |
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Want *something*! |
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ROBERT: |
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Somebody, hold me too close, |
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Somebody, hurt me too deep, |
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Somebody, sit in my chair |
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And ruin my sleep |
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And make me aware |
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Of being alive, |
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Being alive. |
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Somebody, need me too much, |
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Somebody, know me too well, |
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Somebody, pull me up short |
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And put me through hell |
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And give me support |
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For being alive, |
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Make me alive. |
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Make me confused, |
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Mock me with praise, |
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Let me be used, |
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Vary my days. |
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But alone is alone, not alive. |
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Somebody, crowd me with love, |
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Somebody, force me to care, |
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Somebody, make me come through, |
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I'll always be there, |
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As frightened as you, |
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To help us survive |
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Being alive, |
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Being alive, |
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Being alive! |