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Vox 144: Can you even imagine what it's like to remember everything? I remember this six-year-old girl who asked me about dinosaurs 800,000 years ago. I remember the last book I recommended: Look Homeward, Angel by Thomas Wolfe. And yes, I even remember you. "Time travel, practical application.

Teacher: If you do that again, I will re-sequence your DNA, so help me!

Phillby: (on Hartdegen's disappearance) I'm glad, I'm glad he's gone. Maybe he's finally found some place where he can be happy, his home.

Mrs. Watchit: (last lines of film) Godspeed, my fine lad. Godspeed.

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The Significance of Schmelling in Conversation

Eleanor: Oh, Stuart, look!

Frederick: Look at that! This is a real Schmelling.

Stuart: Those are the best kind.

Uncle Crenshaw: You know what they say: "If it ain't Schmelling"...

Littles: It ain't bowling".

Uncle Stretch: Look here, Stuart. Climb on up here, son. Plant your caboose right up here.

Aunt Beatrice: He may have to grow into it.

Aunt Tina: I think he's grown a little since we've been here.

Grandma Estelle: That's what happened to me. One summer, I just shot right up.

Stuart: May I say something? In the orphanage, we used to tell fairy tales of finding our families and having a party like this. A party with cakes and presents and all varieties of meat loaf. A party with a big family who came from far away just to wish us well. I don't know much about families, but this must be the nicest family in the world. So I just wanted to thank each of you. Because now I know, fairy tales are real.

Snowbell: Fairy tales are real? Oy, I think I'm gonna cough up a furball.

Uncle Crenshaw: And now, it's time for the best present of all. It's something for you and George.

Frederick: George. Stand next to Stuart.

Uncle Crenshaw: [He gives an old brown baseball to George.] This is something that gave your father and me hours of enjoyment when we were young brothers just like you and Stuart. This ball belonged to your great-great-grandfather, Jedediah Little. Remember, Frederick, those long summer days playing catch?

Frederick: Yeah.

Cousin Edgar: George, why don't you take your brother outside and toss around the old horsehide?

Uncle Crenshaw: Yeah, what do you say, George? You ready?

George: [thinking that everyone lost his mind] Are you all nuts? Bicycles and bowling balls? How's he gonna toss a baseball? How's he gonna do any of those things? He's not my brother, he's a mouse.

Uncle Stretch: Time to go.

Aunt Beatrice: Excellent idea.