There he is. Hey, Baby. Hey, Baby. Hear-No-Evil's back, huh? Have you seen this kid move? Yeah, I've seen him. Think Doc likes having him around because he can park in the disabled spots by the bank. - Disabled spot? - Yeah. He got some shit wrong with his ears. Tinnitus or something. Anyway, he gotta listen to music 24 hours a day to drown out the whining in his ears. Oh, shit! You know who else has the exact same thing and does that exact same thing? Barbra Streisand. Darling, do I look like I know a fucking thing about Barbra fucking Streisand? Hey! Watch your mouth. That's my lady you're talking to. Yeah. Watch your mouth. I'll watch what I want to watch.
Baby Driver
10.6s
No, Doc. You know I never do a job with the exact same crew twice, right? Yes. And you also know you've been my driver for every job since we met.
Baby Driver
1.7s
Your buddy's here.
Baby Driver
1.3s
Oh, God damn it!
Baby Driver
2.7s
Ooh, fancy.
Baby Driver
1.2s
Hit me.
Baby Driver
3.6s
My darling. She was a good girl.
Baby Driver
5s
Hello? It's Baby. Hey. To what do I owe this honor?
Baby Driver
11.5s
Yes, you will. You're not just saying what you think I want to hear, right? You consider me a friend, don't you? You and I are a team. Nothing is more important than our friendship.
Baby Driver
1.6s
Uh, you tell me.
Baby Driver
57s
Look, here's the deal. You rob to support a drug habit. I do drugs to support a robbery habit. That's clever. That's my job, see. It's you two who's on vacation. So you doubt our credentials? Wall Street, right? Doc tell you that? Doc ain't tell me shit. Just a educated guess from an uneducated man. Well, Bats, I would be fascinated to hear your thoughts on the matter. Tell me if I'm way off, Buddy. You were a stockbroker. Maybe a different wife, maybe kids. You stack your paper, but you say shit like, "Work hard, play harder," but you play a little too hard. You rack up debt, the type of debt that'd make a white man blush. Maybe you get into a little trouble. Maybe you get your hand caught in the corporate cookie jar. Maybe you leave and run off to the desert. Maybe with your favorite lap dancer in tow. Maybe you disappear into a world consisting of three things, money, sex, drugs and action. Oh, shit, that's four. Am I close?
Baby Driver
12.6s
Now, why y'all so mad? You should be thanking ol' Bats. For being a walking fucking death wish? Well, I treat all of my jobs like it's my last. Yeah, but what you do within this group affects all of us. Fine, cowboy. You're gonna get your money tomorrow. Plus, uh...
Baby Driver
5s
You want me to kill Bats? Not before the job, silly. Hmm?
Baby Driver
5.5s
I know you guys got noses to feed. What, yeah, like you're Mr. Clean. I'm Mr. Whatever the Fuck I Wanna Be.
Baby Driver
2s
Keep driving and never stop.
Baby Driver
7.3s
Jesus Christ. What, did you steal all this? You said you wanted some gum. Fuck I'm supposed to do, pay for it? Let's go.
Baby Driver
2.2s
He won't say a thing. Will you, Baby? Hmm?
Baby Driver
10.8s
Take this. Act like you know how to use it. Why would he need it? Got to swagger in like you got one, so we don't all look like a bunch of pussies. Darling excluded.