(SCREAMS) I am not in the mood for your bullshit! Back up!
Spy
6.2s
I just shot a man! Is it wrong it felt so right? It's so me!
Spy
1.2s
(GROANS)
Spy
3.4s
Now put the plane on autopilot and get up.
Spy
3.9s
This day is just getting better and better! He wants me!
Spy
5.5s
Freeze! Oh, my God! I am not in the fucking mood for your bullshit! Yeah? Then you'll love this!
Spy
17.9s
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.
Spy
15.3s
Nice copter! Where'd you get it? It's 50 Cent's! I had to deputize him to let us use it! He is so afraid of me! I'm a motherfucking spy! Let's go shoot somebody else! Simmer down, 50 Cent, or I'll mount you again.
Spy
21.5s
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
1.2s
Oh!
Spy
12.8s
And take off those gloves. You look like Darth-fucking-Vader. Yeah? Well, you look like an Ewok died on your head. I don't even know what that means. You're gonna know what it means when I split you open like a Tauntaun. Whatever. Keep an eye out for this woman. She's the one coming to make the bid.
Spy
2.4s
Excuse me, he's mine. Yeah.
Spy
1.3s
(BUZZES) (BOTH EXCLAIM)
Spy
8.1s
I need you to keep your eyes open. I may need your help out there. To close my eyes in the presence of this beautiful body... would be a crime. Oh, God.
Spy
1.2s
Very pretty.
Spy
2.3s
God damn it, I told you to dress up.
Spy
10.1s
Hi. What are you doing, Ford? I'm here to help you, Cooper. You may have found Rayna, but you cannot lose her. This isn't fucking playtime anymore! Yeah? It's playtime on your face, with your stupid mustache!
Spy
4.4s
I don't care! Where is Rayna? I don't know. She slipped off me. I was very sweaty.