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(SIGHS): Whew. You're seriously telling me this is all we've got? Uh, most of them are either dead, having hip operations, or recovering from prostate surgery. (CLEARS THROAT) Okay. LESLEY: Before your briefing, we'll need you to re-sign - the Official Secrets Act. - Thank you. - Thank you. - Thank you. (SOFTLY): Thank you very much. Any of you gentlemen remember this? - AGENT 5: Ooh, the Montblanc Blaster. - Mm-hmm. Haven't seen one of those for years. Take the cap off, and, if memory serves, you've 20 seconds to replace it, or it detonates with the force of a stun grenade. - (OTHERS CHUCKLING) - Oh... (CHUCKLES BREATHILY)
Johnny English Strikes Again
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(BIRD SQUAWKING IN DISTANCE) ("BUMP & GRIND" BY VATO GONZALEZ PLAYING) ♪ Drop ♪ Yo, wha, bump and grind ♪ This one girl make you bump and grind ♪ ♪ Move to the left, girl, move to the right... ♪ Sir? Sir! I just got off the phone to P in London. He's found out who the owner of that yacht is. Jason Volta! The world's most powerful Internet billionaire, sir. And he's in London right now. The prime minister is personally negotiating a trade deal with him.
Johnny English Strikes Again
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- English. - (WRY CHUCKLE) You'll leave immediately. My people will give you the full briefing en route. Oh, is there anything you need? Yes. Nerve gas nasal spray, a type four exoskeleton... you should probably start a list... and a garroting watch, with a rubber strap, not the steel bracelet, 'cause the links get caught in the little hairs on my wrist. Oh, and I'll also need a Bough. What's a Bough? - (DOOR OPENS) - Sir! (CHUCKLES) Wonderful to see you! Yes, all right, Bough. We're going on a mission, not a honeymoon. Yes, of course, sir. Ah. I think it's the pin of your buckle, sir, it's caught - on my jumper. - Yes, I can see what's wrong, Bough. - BOUGH: Yeah. - If you go to your left, and I'll go to my right... I'm sorry, no. If you go to your right, and I'll go to my left.
Johnny English Strikes Again
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(BEEPING) P: Good morning, sir. I have your Agent Activation pack here. Department issue smartphone. 580-megapixel camera, 4.7-inch retina HD display. (CHUCKLES) Ingenious. And what does it shoot? Poison darts? It... doesn't shoot anything. It's a phone. There's a Twitter handle, Instagram feed, and secure login for the department Uber account. What's he on about, Bough? I need a weapon, not a box of gobbledygook. I think, uh, wh-what Agent English is getting at, sir, is all this is highly trackable. But since we're dealing with a very sophisticated digital target, we might be less visible if we took a more analog, low-tech approach.
Johnny English Strikes Again