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Clips from The Monkees - Find the Monkees (S01E01)

"Ah, we're being invaded by martians. Ahh!"
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"Hi, fellas."
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"Micky, will you cool it? It's the Four Martians."
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"Oh."
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"Hi, what's up, babe? What's happening?"
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"We need a guitar string."
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"Oh, okay. I think I got one. Yeah, which one do you need?"
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"You got a B?"
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"Yeah, B. Okay? What, are you guys playing a gig or something?"
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"Better. We're auditioning for Hubbell Benson."
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"Hubbell Benson, the-the TV producer?"
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"Yeah. He's looking for a singing group to star in his new TV show."
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"Didn't you guys get an invitation?"
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"Oh, uh, sure we did."
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"- Yeah. - Sure."
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"Oh, well, okay. We'll see you at the audition."
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"Thanks for the string."
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"- Yeah. - Later."
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"Thanks. Uh, good luck. Hey, let's check the mail."
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"Bill, bill, a bi... hey, there's nothing but bills here."
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"How come the Martians got an invitation and we didn't?"
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"Well, you know, there are probably very few invitations. Two or three."
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"Sure. Hey, it's the Foreign Agents."
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"Hi men. Did you get your invitation?"
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"Uh, no. You see, our mail doesn't come 'til late Monday."
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"Uh, like, Thursday."
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"Well, uh, got to split for rehearsal; this is our big chance."
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"A ha. Big chance."
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"Yo ho ho!"
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"Oh, hey, it's the Jolly Green Giants."
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"Yo ho ho!"
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"Hey, uh, what's new, Jolly Green Giants? Uh, ho ho ho."
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"Hiya, Monkees. You wanna know what we got in the mail?"
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"Yes."
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"An autographed photo of Annette Funicello."
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"Oh!"
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"We thought you meant you got an invitation to Benson's audition."
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"Oh, yeah. We got that too."
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"Here we come Walkin' down the street"
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"We get the funniest looks from Ev'ry one we meet"
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"Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around"
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"But we're too busy singing To put anybody down"
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"We're just tryin' to be friendly Come and watch us sing and play"
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"We're the young generation And we've got something to say"
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"Hey, hey, we're the Monkees You never know where we'll be found"
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"So you better get ready,"
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"We may be comin' to your town"
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"Boy, it's not fair; we're as bad as any other group in town."
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"Right, man. But all those other groups got invitations that audition."
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"Yeah, except us."
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"Oh, what are we gonna do?"
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"Well, we can't take this lying down."
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"Oh, Peter."
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"Boy, I hope we starve."
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"We are starving."
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"They'll be sorry when they find us dead on the floor."
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"Oh, Peter."
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"I can see the headlines now: "Skinny group found in California.""
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"Oh, Peter."
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"Wait a minute. Why don't we just send a tape to Mr. Benson?"
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"What tape? What tape?"
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"The tape we did on that tape recorder we hired."
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"Oh! Man, I think I left the tape in the recorder when I returned it."
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"Oh."
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"And we'll have those contracts in the mail early in the morning."
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"Regards to the wife. Bye."
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"Easy on the old trapeze muscles there, Tony, baby."
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"Yes, sir, Mr. Benson."
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"Watch your foot, Tony!"
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"Miss Chomsky?"
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"Yes, Mr. Benson."
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"Where's the dictaphone?"
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"It's broken."
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"It's broken?!"
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"Olé. Olé."
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"I've got a TV show to produce, contracts to dictate."
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"Your dictaphone is being repaired. I rented you a tape recorder."
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"A tape recorder? Okay. Bring it in."
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"Are you sure it's alright to come here without an invitation?"
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"Man, how else are we gonna get an audition with Benson? Come on."
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"You know what you're doing, Miss Chomsky?"
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"I think so, Mr. Benson."
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"Hey, who are they? What's going on?"
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"I'm sorry, Mr. Benson, I can't understand."
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"Sensational. Sensational. That's great. That's the group I'm looking for."
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"They're gonna star in my new TV show. Who are they, and get 'em over here."
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"I can't, Mr. Benson."
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"Can't? You say "can't"? I find the stars of my show,"
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"and you keep saying "can't"?"
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"That tape was on the machine when I rented it."
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"I can't imagine who they are!"
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"Miss Chomsky, if you say "can't" one more time, you're fired."
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"But I can't, Mr. Benson."
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"Miss Chomsky, you're fired."
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"Thank you, Mr. Benson."
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"Williams, Gaspar, uh, Benson Hubbell Productions, three-oh-two."
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"Shall we?"
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"Yes."
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"Oh, Peter, please tell me it isn't the hiccups."
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"It isn't the hic-cups."
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"How are we gonna perform as a group if you've got the..."
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"Hic-cups?"
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"Yeah."
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"I'm sorry about this, but I... hu... always get the hiccups..."
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"hic... when I perform for a big producer... hic."
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"What are you talking about? This is the"
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"first time we ever performed for a big producer."
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"Well, it's a hundred perc... ent so far. Hic!"
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"Come on."
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"Oh, we've got to find that group!"
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"I've called the booking agents,"
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"every disc jockey in Hollywood, and the recording company."
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"The hospital?"
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"You don't think we'd find them in a hospital?"
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"No, that's for you if you don't find them."
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"Good, I need the rest."
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"Hic!"
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"Listen, I'll get rid of your hiccups."
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"Now, just imagine you're in some far off place,"
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"and you're on the rolling high seas, and you're heading for Madagascar."
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