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NARRATOR:<br>
There is one place in town doing business; Dr. Detmold's Sanatorium for the Socially Pressured. Locally known as the Cookie Jar.<br>
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COOKIES:<br>
I'm like the bluebird.<br>
I should worry, I should care.<br>
I should be a millionaire.<br>
I'm like the bluebird...<br>
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NARRATOR:<br>
The Mayoress is so depressed by her unpopularity that she makes a nostalgic pilgrimage to a huge rock on the outskirts of town.<br>
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CORA:<br>
I am in the depths of positive despair.<br>
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SCHUB:<br>
Ah now, Cora, you need to relax.<br>
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CORA:<br>
I need a miracle, that's what I need.<br>
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NARRATOR:<br>
Suddenly, Baby Joan licks the rock and there is an enormous spurt of water.<br>
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CORA:<br>
Schroeder - Schroeder!<br>
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MRS. SCHROEDER:<br>
Your honor, it's a miracle!<br>
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CORA:<br>
It's what?<br>
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MRS. SCHROEDER:<br>
A miracle! It's a miracle!<br>
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CORA:<br>
You know, you're absolutely right. It is a miracle. I'm saved.<br>
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