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VOLTA: When will the weapon be ready? XANDER: As soon as the prime minister signs the agreement, tonight. - VOLTA: How do I fire it? - XANDER: Press once and the attack is launched. After which, the data of every G12 country will be transferred to the servers on board the Dot Calm. VOLTA: Perfect. Ah. Cheers.
Johnny English Strikes Again
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Or Google. Or... me. - (CHUCKLES) - Shh. Do you think you'd have failing schools? Do you think you'd have endless waiting in your hospitals? (QUIETLY): No. Think you'd have such long lines in your airports? - No. - PRIME MINISTER: No. No, because all of these are simple data management problems. And people like me, we love data. We live for data. - ENGLISH: Ha! - My... You know what I live for, Volta? - PRIME MINISTER: Oh, God. - (GROANS) Eliminating the threat that lying villains like you pose to this country. (WHISPERS): Oh, for God's sake. - Who is he? - (LOW CHATTER) - Arrest this wack job. - The only person ordering an arrest around here will be me. There's no cause for concern, ladies and gentlemen. You are now in the capable hands of Her Majesty's Secret Service. And, you, my friend, are in for an uncomfortable ride. (GASPS)
Johnny English Strikes Again
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Oh. Oh, yes. Yes. Hmm. I'm no fan of the pen pushers myself, so when orders came through stationing us here for the summit, well, I thought a lift was the least I could do. Right, let's get a move on, Bough. Oh, if you wouldn't mind keeping your mobiles off until you're well clear, gentlemen. The launch systems on the missiles are a bit 1980s. Gets a tad twitchy around microwave radiation. No problem there, Commander. We're doing this mission old-school. ♪
Johnny English Strikes Again