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Clips from The Monkees - Monkees à la Mode (S01E01)

"you never will be any good. Signed, a friend.""
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"Boy, this has been some day."
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"At least we're having our article printed in a nice magazine."
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"Oh, hi, Toby."
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"Hi, Davy."
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"- Hi, guys. - Hey Tobe."
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"Hey, she's got a copy of the magazine."
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"You mean you haven't read it yet?"
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"No. Why-"
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"Well, no we haven't read it,"
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"but I have a feeling that some of our friends have. What does it say?"
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""The Monkees are the typical fun people."
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"The devoon madcap boys for whom every day is just one gay adventure.""
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"Well, that sounds like it was written by a sick leprechaun."
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"Rob Roy, to be exact."
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"A-ha, well, it's the same thing then."
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""The boys are gourmets all."
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"Their favorite delicacy being pheasant under glass."
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"Their favorite sports are polo and croquet.""
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"- Come on. - It's unbelievable."
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""Their taste in music runs to chamber music and organ recitals.""
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"Completely loon crazy."
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"Well, it must be true; it's written there in black and white."
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"Oh, Peter."
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"I want you to know I quit my job today."
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"You didn't have to do that, Toby. Why'd you do a thing like that?"
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"We never believe anything that's in a magazine anyway."
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"Hello, huh? Oh, hey, it's telegram from Madame Quagmeyer."
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"Uh, to remind us to, uh-huh, be at the banquet tonight."
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"Uh, it's in our honor, and it's to present us with the Young,"
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"uh, American people trophy award thing."
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"Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around"
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"Uh, uh, could you sing that back?"
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"Send her a telegram."
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"Right."
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"- Monkee telegram twenty-six A. - Monkee telegram twenty-six A."
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"- Collect. - Collect."
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"The one that reads you can take your trophy and-"
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"Once each year, Chic magazine invites you, our advertisers,"
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"to watch us award the annual editor's trophy to a fine young American."
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"This year, we have a group of young people who are the"
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"epitome of everything for which"
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"Chic magazine stands: The Monkees."
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"Well, thank you very much."
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"- Hello. - Hello."
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"Hi everybody. How are you? Order in the room!"
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"Order in the room! Oh, thank you very much."
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"How are you? Hi everybody."
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"Thank you very much. Thank you."
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"Hi everybody, hi."
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"All gussied up there, you look nice, jewelry hanging off."
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"Now, let me introduce them to you one at a time."
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"First, we have the picture of grace:"
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"Peter Tork."
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"Well, and next, we have the,"
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"the embodiment of the chic coiffure: Davy Jones."
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"Way to go. Way to go, Davy. That's a nice surprise."
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"Oh, next, we have the, the paragon"
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"of quiet gentility: Micky Dolenz."
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"It's time. Time to go on, Mick. No, no, it's quiet gentility."
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"Shh."
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"You know. Shy or quiet."
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"Testing, testing, testing!"
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"One, two, three, testing. Hi there, ladies and gentlemen, hobos and tramps,"
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"??? and all millionaires."
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"Hi, everybody out there in high fashion land."
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"How are you, baby? I'm kinda new in town."
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"Can you direct me to your apartment? Ha ha!"
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"Thank you, Mr. Dolenz."
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"You like that? Alright. Mwah!"
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"I love you. Oh, you're beautiful! Thanks, everybody! Ha ha!"
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"Thank you, Mr. Dolenz."
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"And lastly, we have Mike Nesmith,"
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"who will receive the award for the boys."
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"Thank you, Mr. Nesmith."
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"Hold on there, Quaggie-poo. I got a few things to say."
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"Thank you very much. Um, we appreciate this,"
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"uh, trophy and everything,"
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"but, uh, well, we really don't feel like we can accept it because,"
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"um, well, we really don't deserve it."
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"We'd like to give this trophy to the man who,"
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"who made us what we are today, and who is responsible,"
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"almost directly, for everything you've seen here."
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"Huh. Mr. Rob Roy Fingerhead."
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"And so, everybody, here's crazy Rob Roy now."
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"He's gonna come up here and accept this trophy,"
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"and I hope that Rob Roy takes this trophy and just loves it."
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"I broke my camera."
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"It was a mercy killing."
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"Just keeps it warm and cozy."
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"Get 'em out of here, you fool!"
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"If I lose those advertisers, I'm gonna lose my job!"
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"Get out! Out! Out! Out! Get 'em out!"
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"Thank you, Rob."
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"Ooh!"
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"I'm very glad and pleased that Rob Roy is here to accept this trophy-"
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"Get 'em out of here!"
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"I'm glad that you all-"
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"Get 'em out! Out! Out!"
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"Because you're the people who support this,"
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"and because you support, we'd like to thank you."
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"Out, out!"
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"That'll be thirty-seven dollars."
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"Mrs. Quagmeyer, take it easy."
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"Here we go."
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"Forty-seven dollars for these flowers."
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"Um, hello. Um, uh, hello. Uh, say, listen,"
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"we understood you had a new editor."
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"We thought we'd come, uh, see about"
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"getting maybe a retraction or something."
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"Retraction, my foot!"
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"Uh, Toby, a-are you the new editor?"
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"And why not? What's so surprising about that?"
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"Well, you know, it's a very responsible job."
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"Well, I've got some of the best assistants in the business. Right?"
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"Right, Miss Willis."
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"Oh."
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"The shoe's on the other foot, so to speak."
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"Boy, really got you there, didn't he?"
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"All men must have someone, have someone"
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