Go ahead. - What brings you to Rome, Mr. Deveny? - Just here to see the sights. - Rudi. Nice to see you. - Ah, Waverly. Waverly runs the shipping department at British Oil. Excuse me, I said I need to use the sink.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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Excuse me.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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I need to use the sink.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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Sir? Excuse me, sir?
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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Oop.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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It's open.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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Simple.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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No. Thank you.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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Or you don't want to? We'll call it both.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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You're not in East German chop shop anymore. Still no drink? Don't you make me put you over my knee. So you don't want to dance.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
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You did, however, rise above it. Special forces. KGB. The youngest man to join, in fact, and their best within three years. I do wonder if it was your father's shame that gave you such drive, though. Or... ...was it your mother's reputation? I understand that she was... ...extremely popular amongst your father's friends... ...after he was shipped off to Siberia.
