Merci. Merci beaucou-pah. Cheers. I'm not sure I've ever met a man quite like you, Basil. Let me clear up the uncertainty for you. You haven't. (SLURPING)
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(WOMAN SCREAMS) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) And what about you... - Basil? - Oh, I'm just here on business. Although it's rapidly turning into pleasure. (CHUCKLES) Hmm.
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Should one of us keep Miss Bhuletova busy while the other one searches her room, sir? Good idea, Bough. Alert me if you find anything.
(SIGHS): Whew. You're seriously telling me this is all we've got? Uh, most of them are either dead, having hip operations, or recovering from prostate surgery. (CLEARS THROAT) Okay. LESLEY: Before your briefing, we'll need you to re-sign - the Official Secrets Act. - Thank you. - Thank you. - Thank you. (SOFTLY): Thank you very much. Any of you gentlemen remember this? - AGENT 5: Ooh, the Montblanc Blaster. - Mm-hmm. Haven't seen one of those for years. Take the cap off, and, if memory serves, you've 20 seconds to replace it, or it detonates with the force of a stun grenade. - (OTHERS CHUCKLING) - Oh... (CHUCKLES BREATHILY)
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(HONKING STOPS, TRAFFIC WHOOSHING) (CHUCKLES): Oh, crikey. So, what was it you wanted to talk to me about? You, Jason. (MOUTHS) I want to talk about you.