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Kari: Good baby! Nice baby!
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Kari: Now, who's ready for some neurological stimulation?
Jack-Jack Parr: [looks up from his grapefruit] Eh?
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[doorbell rings. Kari rushes to door, exhausted]
Syndrome: Is this the Parr residence?
Kari: Yes! I'm Kari - the babysitter!
Syndrome: Well, hello - Kari.
Kari: You're my replacement, thank heavens you've come! What's the "S" stand for?
Syndrome: It stands for... sitter! Yeah, sitter. I was originally going to have the initials for babysitter but then I'd be going around with a big BS and you can understand why I couldn't do that.
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Kari: [to herself] Don't panic! Baby on fire, baby on fire!
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Kari: The baby was exploding! Did you ever sit an exploding baby, Mr. Dicker?
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