You're right. I am the bad guy. Now shut up and give me the bag before I shoot you in the mouth.
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[both groaning] Bro, I didn't… I didn't see the handcuffs coming.
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14.8s
Spooky, right? If you have more than 12 images on the Internet, I can send your mom a video of you mouth-sexing a goat. I'm not saying I'm gonna do that, I'm just saying I could if I wanted to. If I had enough time and enough pictures. [shutter clicking]
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You're coming with me. Party's over. [Sotto Voce clears throat]
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3.9s
Shit! [Booth] Incoming! Got the print. Get the hell out of there.
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3.6s
Or perhaps you just didn't think this all the way through.
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3.3s
Is that your plan, Agent Hartley? [laughs]
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2.4s
So, yeah, easy-peasy.
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1.2s
Didn't I?
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1.2s
[sighs]
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3.6s
-How about now? -[gasps theatrically] Agent Hartley!
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5.7s
Something's off. I'm calling it in anyway. Don't be an idiot. You read too many spy novels. [scoffs]
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2.5s
That's a no. He must not trust you.
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2.6s
-Oh… -Don't put your hands on me, peasant.
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6.2s
We needed to get his phone, not waste time playing footsie with The Bishop. Don't worry. I got it.
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6.5s
What's going on there? Someone spilled wine on a guest. They're cleared. [speech continues indistinctly]
