Be on the lookout for a 1986 purple Chevy Caprice. The whereabouts of these felons are unknown.
Baby Driver
2s
Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Baby Driver
3.2s
Hello. My name is Joseph.
Baby Driver
2.1s
God.
Baby Driver
15.5s
Oh, my gosh! Come on. Jesus Christ, man! Come on. Let's go. Come on! You can't keep running, Baby! There's no escape! Come on! Let's get out of here! Okay. Okay. I will find you! Oh, fuck. - Oh... - Fuck! What's happening, Baby?
Baby Driver
1.6s
That's plenty.
Baby Driver
5.8s
Song is over, Baby. But I'm afraid you still have to face the music.
Baby Driver
12.5s
Hey, lovebirds. I was hoping I would catch you two. And here you are. Police have identified three of the four robbers. Killed were Monica Castello - and Leon Jefferson III. - Monica.
Baby Driver
6.7s
I have to go. No. I'm coming with you. - He just shot a guy! - Who? Him!
Baby Driver
16.2s
This is the Atlanta Police Department. All residents, remain inside your homes. There is an armed and dangerous criminal on the loose. Good luck. Do not go outside until an all-clear is given.
Baby Driver
10s
Baby, we need to get out of here. I just need one thing first. And then it's just us, music and the road. But we don't have a car. Or music.
Baby Driver
4.7s
How you two doing tonight? We're doing just fine. Ain't that right, Baby?
Baby Driver
1.6s
The bag! Get the bag! Okay.
Baby Driver
1.5s
Not a chauffeur. Noted.
Baby Driver
2.4s
It's okay. Let's go.
Baby Driver
1.3s
Yeah, we do.
Baby Driver
36.1s
Can I at least get my goddamn phone? No. ♪ Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man ♪ Are goin' into this mic Written by this hand ♪ Are comin' out of this mouth Made by this tongue ♪ I'll tell you now, my name My name is Young ♪ But so you think that it's your destiny to get the best of me ♪ But I suggest to be quiet, bro Don't even try it... ♪ Groovin' it and always movin' it 'Cause I'm not fakin' it ♪ Pullin' out rhymes like books off the shelf ♪ Born in England, raised in Hollis Taught to go for myself ♪ This is stone cold rhymin' No frills, no fluffs ♪ And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough ♪ I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back ♪ I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track ♪ And when the show is finally finished I'll be takin' my bow ♪ My name is Young And, yo, I got know-how ♪
Baby Driver
4.5s
Look at the two of you. Okay, go get your fucking tape.
