Georgia.

Georgia?

Georgia O'Keeffe.

This is my granddaughter, Georgia.

Jesus! Georgia. Are you okay?

Georgia, honey.

Uhoh, georgia,

Yeah. Georgia O'Keeffe.

Georgia license.

Goin' down to Georgia

I thought it was in Georgia.

Mom, listen. Georgia's gone.

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California, New York, Texas, Florida, Pennsylvania, illinois, Ohio,

Georgia's just getting dressed.

Georgia, please, just be patient, okay? I don't...

Hey, Georgia, I didn't hear you come in.

Georgia is his native state.

Georgia's in Florida, dumb ass.

He's a Bonobo.

Georgia, please try and hold still, honey.

I was down in Glynco, Georgia. I was back east, doing some training.

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Georgia, you must know Mr. Kimbrough.

Georgia O'Keeffe painted all kinds of stuff.

(Laughter)

I did comic book arbitrage.

We went from Havana, Cuba to Decatur, Georgia.

Oh, G... your white trash, lowlife son has kidnapped my Georgia.

We would be delighted to publish your continued work on the Georgia still life series,

Oh, I forgot to tell you, georgia. I saw the picture...

We mythologize childhood.

With Georgia's grandmother in the shop. I saw you.

And this is from some shitty political luncheon he had in northern Georgia.

Uh, Georgia asked me to come over and take dictation for her.

And because of this, we really decided we needed some more sophisticated technology.

Young Martin spent a fairly quiet childhood in Atlanta, Georgia.

I was born in 19 I forget, and I came to this country with them in the aftermath of the Cuban revolution.

My story actually began when I was four years old and my family moved to a new neighborhood in our hometown of Savannah, Georgia.

Did you notice anything funny about the way your son was looking at my Georgia today?

And actually, in her defense, if she were here right now, she would point out that, when we got married in Georgia, there were three questions on the marriage certificate license, the third of which was, Are you related?

That culprit is business and industry, which happens to be where I have spent the last 52 years since my graduation from Georgia Tech in 1956.

And I immediately wrote a letter to my best friends in Atlanta, Georgia, who had an 11 year old son.

Let's go all the way back to 1932 when, on a peanut farm in Georgia, a little baby boy named Roosevelt Grier was born.