So, you see, I think you should be calling me your trusted consigliere, or your spy behind the lines, your intellectual reconnaissance, if you prefer.
The Gentlemen
14.2s
It can't be just a little bit absolute. It either is or it isn't. Whatever it is, I've lost my patience. I'm telling you, I will squeeze this trigger and Tony will be no more. - Tony. - [Tony exhales]
The Gentlemen
3.1s
How about you give us that bag and be gone anyway?
The Gentlemen
1.6s
I'm impressed.
The Gentlemen
1.9s
You know the rules, George.
The Gentlemen
1.5s
Rosalind!
The Gentlemen
6.2s
Three. [chattering] [boy 1] Hey! What? You wanna call him back, Granddad?
The Gentlemen
2.4s
I can feel myself engorging.
The Gentlemen
2.6s
Now, I want you to play a game with me, Fletcher.
The Gentlemen
5.5s
I'm not the police. No, I just need a moment of your time. It's about Laura Pressfield.
The Gentlemen
1.4s
He's got Fletcher.
The Gentlemen
8.9s
Get to it, Fletcher. I'm starting to itch. Now, we both know that your boss has very, very deep pockets, and I would like to invite him just to have a teeny rummage in them.
The Gentlemen
1.2s
Fletcher.
The Gentlemen
8.8s
[teapot whistling] Right.
The Gentlemen
2.2s
What the fuck were you thinking, George?
The Gentlemen
2.8s
So, what happened to Michael?
The Gentlemen
20.1s
♪ My hands are tied ♪ - ♪ I need my freedom ♪ - [man 2 speaks Russian] - ♪ Not your sympathy ♪ - [screaming] ♪ Look, you needn't love me ♪ [Fletcher] So the Toddlers spray the car with bullets, killing the Russians.
The Gentlemen
18.4s
So Big Dave, editor extraordinaire, has developed a terrible antipathy for your boss and his liquorish assortment of tasty mates. He's out to destroy him and all those that cozy up to him. Front cover. Bosh! There will be blood and fucking feathers everywhere, my darling.
