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Pulitzer: Your dog just ATE my child, man, that’s not cool!
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Jack: Hey, what if we—
Sarah and Davey: You’re not a part of this, Jack!
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[during rehearsals]
Race:
Albert, whispering: RACE!
Race, completely missing his cue and saying the wrong thing very weakly: Starbucks?
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Les, aggressively: WOOF.
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Davey: I’m not a furry like you guys!
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Kath: So I’m on this new clear food diet, I can only eat clear foods like ice cubes and those weird clear gummy bears.
Jack: That must suck.
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Race, British accent: YOU KILLED THE DARLING!!!
[beat]
Every single newsie in New York: *hysterical laughter*
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[deciding the cast for Mean Girls]
The Manhattan Newsies: ALBERT FOR REGINA! ALBERT FOR REGINA! ALBERT FOR REGINA! ALBERT FOR REGINA!!!
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Jack, in admittedly the best faux German accent ever put on: I’m Augustus Gloop, I’m a little fat boy, you want some chocolate? Well you should have bought them yourself *finger guns* hA!
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Davey: Les! Your ears are as big as your head but you still can’t LISTEN!!
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