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Anton! Ouch! Anton is part of my security team, psycho! Yeah, well, guess what? I don't like his face. I don't like the looks of your face! And who the fuck are you? I'm the person that's gonna cut your dick off and glue it to your forehead... so you look like a limp-dick unicorn. That's who the fuck I am. Your name should be "Mr. Bag o' Dicks"... not "Anton. " Okay. Jesus. Let's just calm down, okay? Does he not look like a bag o' dicks? Enough. I can see why my father liked you now.
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Nance? Oh, my God, Susan! Hello. Hello? Just say something to me, please. Susan? Anything. I cannot handle this, Susan! There is nothing in real life that someone could do to a spy... that is filthier or more upsetting than what my brain will cook up right now. So save me from myself, Susan! Because you know what's going to happen. I'm gonna get chattier, aren't I? Did you know that you can't ever change having big pores? Oh, my God, Nancy, you are driving me nuts! I couldn't talk because I was in an elevator filled with people. You're all right. Oh, thank God. You disappeared for 12 hours. We didn't know what happened! I had to take out my earpiece and my camera. Rayna's on to our agents and she was gonna spot my equipment from a mile away. You're with Rayna? You're not supposed to be within a mile away of her. Nancy, I know, but I'm in deep and I'm getting such good intel. Please, I just need to remain on radio silence just a little bit longer. Well, don't worry, because I'll be able to keep a better eye on you now. What are you talking about? How?
Spy
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I will destroy you. And then after I'm done destroying you, I'll take a picture of what's left... of your body, and I'm gonna text it to your mother. With a little note that says his last words were... "My mother was terrible. You did this to me. " That's so fucking mean. Yeah, I'm so fucking mean. You're just figuring that out? Give me your coat. This is a man's coat. Yeah, but I don't see a man, do I? I see a reject from The Sound of Music.
Spy
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We've got a big night ahead of us. Don't be afraid to clean yourself up, Amber. Take a shower is what I'm saying. Yeah? Don't be afraid to hit water yourself. You smell like a dead hooker that washed up on the beach... then roasted in the sun for a week before anybody found her body. Okay. You need to take it way down. I'm sorry, that's too much. Okay, that was too much. Jeez! Too much. God.
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