[
after Mark meets a girl on the street]
Fellow radical:
Who was that?
Mark:
A girl from my long-gone past.
Fellow radical:
What's her name?
Mark:
Alice - she's my sister.
[
booking a young radical]
Cop:
Occupation?
Rebel:
Associate professor of history.
Cop:
That's too long. I'll just put down clerk.
Daria:
Hey, guy, you want a smoke?
Mark:
You know, you're taking to a guy under discipline.
Daria:
What's that?
Mark:
This group I was in had rules against smoking. They were into a reality trip.
Daria:
What a drag!
Daria:
There's a thousand sides to everything - not just heroes and villains. So anyway... so anyway... so anyway... so anyway ought to be one word. Like a place or a river. "So Anyway River."
Mark:
Would you like to go with me?
Daria:
Where?
Mark:
Wherever I'm going.
Daria:
Are you *really* asking?
Mark:
Is that your *real* answer?
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