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minus two-thirds of the fare from Albuquerque to El Paso.
May I go outside and read under a tree?
It's like you're reading my mind, man.
- A what? - Your son is a genius, Mr. Simpson.
Can you still see the ball, Bart?
Hope you won't be too mad.
He said, "Good morning, Bart."
- Eat my shorts. - Pardon?
Oof!
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- What is it, son? - I'm not a genius, Dad.
I'm sorry. But l just want to say...
the ennui, the intellectual malaise?
All righty!
Gamers
Can it wait, son? It's getting kinda dark.
- Wow! It's like you're reading my mind, man.
I see. Like Jane Goodall and the chimps.
- As in,"This game is stup-id." - Hey, shut up, boy.
- I can try!! - March your butt right out here, you little stupid first! NOW!!
- We're supposed to encourage him. - Shush!
At the second stop, half the passengers plus two get off...
O Memsahib, Bart. Rabbi has memo.
and we're closer than we've ever been.
Is that one fat enough for you, son?