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Keep My Fair Lady (1964) On Your Home Screen

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Professor Henry Higgins: By George, she's got it! By George she's got it! Now once again, where does it rain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] On the plain, on the plain. Professor Henry Higgins: And where's that soggy plain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] In Spain, in Spain!

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Professor Henry Higgins: By George, she's got it! By George she's got it! Now once again, where does it rain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] On the plain, on the plain. Professor Henry Higgins: And where's that soggy plain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] In Spain, in Spain!

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Play Professor Henry Higgins: By George, she's got it! By George she's got it! Now once again, where does it rain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] On the plain, on the plain. Professor Henry Higgins: And where's that soggy plain? Eliza Doolittle: [sings] In Spain, in Spain!

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Professor Henry Higgins: Damn Mrs. Pearce; damn the coffee; and damn you!

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Professor Henry Higgins: Damn Mrs. Pearce; damn the coffee; and damn you!

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Play Professor Henry Higgins: Damn Mrs. Pearce; damn the coffee; and damn you!

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Professor Henry Higgins: Eliza, you are to stay here for the next six months learning to speak beautifully, like a lady in a florist's shop. If you work hard and do as you're told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom, have lots to eat, and money to buy chocolates and go for rides in taxis. But if you are naughty and idle, you shall sleep in the back kitchen amongst the black beetles, and be wolloped by Mrs. Pearce with a broomstick. At the end of six months you will be taken to Buckingham...

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Professor Henry Higgins: Eliza, you are to stay here for the next six months learning to speak beautifully, like a lady in a florist's shop. If you work hard and do as you're told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom, have lots to eat, and money to buy chocolates and go for rides in taxis. But if you are naughty and idle, you shall sleep in the back kitchen amongst the black beetles, and be wolloped by Mrs. Pearce with a broomstick. At the end of six months you will be taken to Buckingham...

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Play Professor Henry Higgins: Eliza, you are to stay here for the next six months learning to speak beautifully, like a lady in a florist's shop. If you work hard and do as you're told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom, have lots to eat, and money to buy chocolates and go for rides in taxis. But if you are naughty and idle, you shall sleep in the back kitchen amongst the black beetles, and be wolloped by Mrs. Pearce with a broomstick. At the end of six months you will be taken to Buckingham...

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Professor Henry Higgins: Marry Freddy! What an infantile idea, what a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do. She'll regret it. She'll regret it! It's doomed before they even take the vow. [sings] Professor Henry Higgins: I can see her now, "Mrs. Freddy Einsford Hill," in a wretched little flat above a store. I can see her now! Not a penny in the till, and a bill collector beating at the door! She'll try to teach the things *I* taught her... and end up selling flowers instead! Begging for...

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Professor Henry Higgins: Marry Freddy! What an infantile idea, what a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do. She'll regret it. She'll regret it! It's doomed before they even take the vow. [sings] Professor Henry Higgins: I can see her now, "Mrs. Freddy Einsford Hill," in a wretched little flat above a store. I can see her now! Not a penny in the till, and a bill collector beating at the door! She'll try to teach the things *I* taught her... and end up selling flowers instead! Begging for...

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Play Professor Henry Higgins: Marry Freddy! What an infantile idea, what a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do. She'll regret it. She'll regret it! It's doomed before they even take the vow. [sings] Professor Henry Higgins: I can see her now, "Mrs. Freddy Einsford Hill," in a wretched little flat above a store. I can see her now! Not a penny in the till, and a bill collector beating at the door! She'll try to teach the things *I* taught her... and end up selling flowers instead! Begging for...

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Freddy Eynsford Hill: Darling! Eliza Doolittle: Freddy, what ever are you doing here? Freddy Eynsford Hill: Nothing. I spend most of my nights here. It's the only place where I'm happy. [Freddy steps forward] Freddy Eynsford Hill: Don't laugh at me, Miss Doolittle. Eliza Doolittle: Don't you call me 'Miss Doolittle', do ya hear? Eliza's good enough for me. [Eliza starts to leave, then turns to Freddy, who is eagerly following] Eliza Doolittle: Oh, Freddy, *you* don't think I'm a heartless...

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Freddy Eynsford Hill: Darling! Eliza Doolittle: Freddy, what ever are you doing here? Freddy Eynsford Hill: Nothing. I spend most of my nights here. It's the only place where I'm happy. [Freddy steps forward] Freddy Eynsford Hill: Don't laugh at me, Miss Doolittle. Eliza Doolittle: Don't you call me 'Miss Doolittle', do ya hear? Eliza's good enough for me. [Eliza starts to leave, then turns to Freddy, who is eagerly following] Eliza Doolittle: Oh, Freddy, *you* don't think I'm a heartless...

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Play Freddy Eynsford Hill: Darling! Eliza Doolittle: Freddy, what ever are you doing here? Freddy Eynsford Hill: Nothing. I spend most of my nights here. It's the only place where I'm happy. [Freddy steps forward] Freddy Eynsford Hill: Don't laugh at me, Miss Doolittle. Eliza Doolittle: Don't you call me 'Miss Doolittle', do ya hear? Eliza's good enough for me. [Eliza starts to leave, then turns to Freddy, who is eagerly following] Eliza Doolittle: Oh, Freddy, *you* don't think I'm a heartless...

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Eliza Doolittle: [crying] What's to become of me, What's to become of me? Professor Henry Higgins: You know Eliza, you might marry. Not all men are confirmed old bachelors like me and the colonel, most are the marrying sort. And you're not bad looking, you might even be what I call *atractive*. But not now. You've been crying at look like the very Devil himself.

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Eliza Doolittle: [crying] What's to become of me, What's to become of me? Professor Henry Higgins: You know Eliza, you might marry. Not all men are confirmed old bachelors like me and the colonel, most are the marrying sort. And you're not bad looking, you might even be what I call *atractive*. But not now. You've been crying at look like the very Devil himself.

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Play Eliza Doolittle: [crying] What's to become of me, What's to become of me? Professor Henry Higgins: You know Eliza, you might marry. Not all men are confirmed old bachelors like me and the colonel, most are the marrying sort. And you're not bad looking, you might even be what I call *atractive*. But not now. You've been crying at look like the very Devil himself.

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MRS. EYNSFORD HILL: Freddy, go and find a cab. Do you want me to catch pneumonia?

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MRS. EYNSFORD HILL: Freddy, go and find a cab. Do you want me to catch pneumonia?

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Play MRS. EYNSFORD HILL: Freddy, go and find a cab. Do you want me to catch pneumonia?

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Don't just stand there, Freddy. Go and find a cab. All right, I'll get one.

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Don't just stand there, Freddy. Go and find a cab. All right, I'll get one.

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Play Don't just stand there, Freddy. Go and find a cab. All right, I'll get one.

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There even are places where English completely disappears. Why in America they haven't used it for years.

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There even are places where English completely disappears. Why in America they haven't used it for years.

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Play There even are places where English completely disappears. Why in America they haven't used it for years.

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Don't sit there  crooning like a bilious pigeon. Ow! Look at her  A prisoner of the gutters. Condemned by every syllable  She utters. By right  She should be taken out and hung. For the cold blooded murder  Of the English tongue. Ow! Heavens! What a sound! This is what the British population  Calls an elementary education. Come, sir,  I think you picked a poor example. Did I? Hear them down in Soho Square. Dropping H's everywhere. Speaking English any way they like. Hey, you, sir, did you...

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Don't sit there  crooning like a bilious pigeon. Ow! Look at her  A prisoner of the gutters. Condemned by every syllable  She utters. By right  She should be taken out and hung. For the cold blooded murder  Of the English tongue. Ow! Heavens! What a sound! This is what the British population  Calls an elementary education. Come, sir,  I think you picked a poor example. Did I? Hear them down in Soho Square. Dropping H's everywhere. Speaking English any way they like. Hey, you, sir, did you...

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Play Don't sit there  crooning like a bilious pigeon. Ow! Look at her  A prisoner of the gutters. Condemned by every syllable  She utters. By right  She should be taken out and hung. For the cold blooded murder  Of the English tongue. Ow! Heavens! What a sound! This is what the British population  Calls an elementary education. Come, sir,  I think you picked a poor example. Did I? Hear them down in Soho Square. Dropping H's everywhere. Speaking English any way they like. Hey, you, sir, did you...