In their search for cheese, the duo wanders into a model "home of tomorrow" and battle against the automated convenience features, especially a robot that sweeps the floor when it detects any foreign objects. Just when they think they've won, Bertie accidentally summons the spring cleaning robots which end the two mice entangled in the carpet beating procedure.
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... plot(x0,y0, x1,y1) dx=x1-x0 dy=y1-y0 D = 2*dy - dx plot(x0,y0) y=y0 for x from x0+1 to x1 if D > 0 y = y+1 plot(x,y) D = D + (2*dy-2*dx) else plot(x,y) D ...
... The points plotted in a Q–Q plot are always non-decreasing when viewed from left to right ... If the two distributions being compared are identical, the Q–Q plot follows the 45° line y = x ... in one of the distributions, then the Q–Q plot follows some line, but not necessarily the line y = x ...
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... Scotland in 1567, she became the focus of numerous plots and intrigues to restore England to the Catholic fold ... the queen, even if the claimant were ignorant of the plot, would be excluded from the line and executed ... of anyone who would benefit from the death of the Queen if a plot against her was discovered ...
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Famous quotes containing the word plot:
“There saw I how the secret felon wrought,
And treason labouring in the traitors thought,
And midwife Time the ripened plot to murder brought.”
—Geoffrey Chaucer (1340?1400)
“There comes a time in every mans education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better for worse as his portion; that though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given him to till.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (18031882)
“The plot! The plot! What kind of plot could a poet possibly provide that is not surpassed by the thinking, feeling reader? Form alone is divine.”
—Franz Grillparzer (17911872)