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-Danny, take my hand. -Danny. Come on, please! Oh! Hey, Danny, stay! Come on! - Hey, man. I love you. - Danny, come back. - We love you so much. - Come on. Danny, you're my man. Man, I love you, man. Look, these beautiful pictures. Ah, look. Ha! Dimitry, your tongue is hanging out, and your hand is on his cock. Danny, you should be proud of yourself. Yeah, looks like we may be going away for the weekend with Greggy.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
21.1s
Hmm? Michaela. Hello, Charlie. Yes. Does our superstar need rescuing? Great. Yes. Hey, Danny. Shall we? Michaela. Mmm. Think about what I said, yeah? Mmm. Hey, look, Danny. Your manager is here to save you. I gotta take him away before you three birds chew the meat off his bones.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
1m7s
Still a mystery. But it won't remain one for long. Well, I think Orson is right. Greg has a thing for stealing girlfriends, especially from movie stars. So accept his offer to go away. That's a vulnerable position. I've dealt with much worse than Greg Simmonds before, believe me. Vulnerable? Just be aware if they need to get out quick, it might not be that easy. At some point, the movie star's gonna melt. I'm sure he'll be fine. What did you find on Trent and Arnold? Our biotech billionaires are buying up an awful lot of gold. Other than that, not a great deal. At least we know that Alexander and his friends are involved. Whatever they're selling has now got Greg very excited. Yeah. I found out where they're staying, but their computers are impossible to hack. I don't know how long it's gonna take me to get in. Options? Quickest way is to physically install software on their computers. You mean break in and install via a thumb drive? -Yes, that's the most direct way to do it. -This one's for you, then. -Really? I thought I was the footman. -No, a tech whiz. -Yeah, and you're the hammer. -Hammer? If there's a problem, I'll do it. No, there's not a problem, JJ.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
31.1s
No, not telling you that. My job is to protect every link in this chain. So I do protect them, yes, but I'm also protecting you. So what happens now is that I tell them that you are delighted, and they will be delighted, and then we can all be delighted together. We should celebrate now. We should. Uh, Emilia. Get one of them really stupid bottles of vodka. You know, the one with the five-carat rock in the top. You'll love that.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre