Twelve sites. Twelve farms. One thousand of these estates in the great UK. Bonne chance trying to find them all.
The Gentlemen
1.4s
Now, now, now.
The Gentlemen
1.3s
Good.
The Gentlemen
1.5s
Fuck!
The Gentlemen
4.8s
That's because I spiked your tea with a nasty little parasitic genus called shigella.
The Gentlemen
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- [Lord George choking] - Yeah. You crossed the line, and that comes with a price.
The Gentlemen
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What the fuck were you thinking, George?
The Gentlemen
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We're closed. [man] Hang up.
The Gentlemen
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- No. - Suit yourself.
The Gentlemen
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[man 1] Fucking hell.
The Gentlemen
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[Fletcher] That is not a smart move. Don't tell me what a smart move is. [Fletcher] I beg for your pardon. You heard me perfectly well. There will be repercussions for Michael's actions. You think you're running things, do you?
The Gentlemen
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[panting] I can't breathe! I need it, please. All right, Phuc. Calm the fu-uck down.
The Gentlemen
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I need you to tell me how you knew the location of our farm.
The Gentlemen
3.5s
It's happened to so many of our friends. It's a curse.
