Let's get a drink. Ow. Ow. Such a gentleman. You look absolutely stunning tonight here, darling. What the fuck are you doing in here, arsehole? That's quite a tone change, isn't it? What are you doing in here? You are completely compromising me right now. I'm compromising you? Fucking hilarious. You were about to cause a scene trying to get into this fucking place. Give me a little credit. What do you think I'm gonna do? Run over there and be like, "Hey, I'm a crazy lady! "Where's the buffet? I'm from the Midwest. "Where's Blue Man Group?" I am not an idiot, Ford. You are an idiot. You should not be in this casino... because De Luca is here and I need to get close to him. How you gonna do that? How you gonna do that, Cooper? What, are you gonna seduce him? That your big fucking plan? Yeah, what if it is? Why is that so hard to believe? Because you look like a flute player in a wedding band. That's fucking why! I'm here to take De Luca out. Ooh. It sounds romantic. I hope you get lucky! God damn it, if I was trying to sound romantic... you'd be lying on the floor, soaking wet and breathless... wondering what came over you. But I'm not, so get the fuck out of my way! I need you to rein it in, buddy, okay? If you take out De Luca, we don't have a shot at getting Rayna. So take it down, like, 5,000 notches! Take it down? That's how you get polonium-210 slipped into your drink... and go 18 months in intensive care for radiation poisoning... and go six months without eyesight... while everybody you've ever loved is gunned down! Really? Everybody that you love has been gunned down, and just you survive? Did you ever think that maybe everybody you love is not being killed... but they're killing themselves because they can't stand to be around you? This shit's the real deal, life and death. This, the field... is a hell of a lot different than sitting behind your fucking monitor... googling shit. Stay away from me, Ford. And do not let De Luca see you. And by the way, I can see your gun sticking out of your back pocket. Unless you're so extreme that you've got a second dick... coming out of your hip!

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Spy (2015)

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Let's get a drink. Ow. Ow. Such a gentleman. You look absolutely stunning tonight here, darling. What the fuck are you doing in here, arsehole? That's quite a tone change, isn't it? What are you doing in here? You are completely compromising me right now. I'm compromising you? Fucking hilarious. You were about to cause a scene trying to get into this fucking place. Give me a little credit. What do you think I'm gonna do? Run over there and be like, "Hey, I'm a crazy lady! "Where's the buffet? I'm from the Midwest. "Where's Blue Man Group?" I am not an idiot, Ford. You are an idiot. You should not be in this casino... because De Luca is here and I need to get close to him. How you gonna do that? How you gonna do that, Cooper? What, are you gonna seduce him? That your big fucking plan? Yeah, what if it is? Why is that so hard to believe? Because you look like a flute player in a wedding band. That's fucking why! I'm here to take De Luca out. Ooh. It sounds romantic. I hope you get lucky! God damn it, if I was trying to sound romantic... you'd be lying on the floor, soaking wet and breathless... wondering what came over you. But I'm not, so get the fuck out of my way! I need you to rein it in, buddy, okay? If you take out De Luca, we don't have a shot at getting Rayna. So take it down, like, 5,000 notches! Take it down? That's how you get polonium-210 slipped into your drink... and go 18 months in intensive care for radiation poisoning... and go six months without eyesight... while everybody you've ever loved is gunned down! Really? Everybody that you love has been gunned down, and just you survive? Did you ever think that maybe everybody you love is not being killed... but they're killing themselves because they can't stand to be around you? This shit's the real deal, life and death. This, the field... is a hell of a lot different than sitting behind your fucking monitor... googling shit. Stay away from me, Ford. And do not let De Luca see you. And by the way, I can see your gun sticking out of your back pocket. Unless you're so extreme that you've got a second dick... coming out of your hip!