People want my power And they want my station Stormed my winter palace But they couldn't take it Try to pull my status But they couldn't fake it Welcome back to the Four Seasons Budapest, Miss Boyanov. Don't talk to me. You're not my friend. Get away from me. Move. Move! I got it.
Spy
3.2s
Feel better. Thank you. Yeah.
Spy
16.6s
I wish I could just stick around here... curl up with a good book. But I have a yacht full of friends waiting for me. Wow. Yachts are the worst. They seem so glamorous, but... They're the worst. NANCY: Boo, yachts. Anyhoo, I'll see you guys when I get back, all freckled and tan. We're gonna see you.
Spy
8.6s
Fine, you good? FINE: Okay, Coop. Just pulling up. Susan, you're killing it. Oh, good. It's the chicory. Yeah.
Spy
1.4s
It's her stomach.
Spy
10s
Any sign of her in the house? Heat sensors aren't picking anything up. There's some kind of interference. I don't like this, Fine. I'm up for the challenge. (COCKS GUN) Let's go in.
Spy
2.6s
Just look at her. NANCY: I know. That dress.
Spy
5s
I'm gonna go home. No, come on. Yes. Susan.
Spy
2.5s
You're not even allowed to smoke in here.
Spy
4.3s
My buyer will have it in the middle of New York City... and use it next week.
