What is the plan? The Juliett-class torpedo has an acoustic guidance system. It tracks whatever's making the most noise. So if he pulls the trigger, we've gotta divert the torpedo.
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2.2s
Focus on revenge.
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5.9s
I knew that. I wouldn't forget my only son's wedding. We'll just have to juggle.
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1.9s
Thanks for coming.
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What am I to you, exactly? A plaything? Or a toy? - No, no, no. - Okay. Let's do this the right way.
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All in all, I'm glad I met you! Me too, buddy! I mean it!
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I am so sorry about the wedding. What are you talking about? Daddy, don't you realize? What?
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Are you guys all right?
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I know you all got a lot of questions, but listen up. I am deep cover CIA, case number 3924. Peter Markell's my sole contact at the agency. All right. Well, we're gonna check that out. You know, you almost blew my cover a few times. But I don't want an apology... ...because I think I got a way that you can make it up.
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5s
Don't think of it as a problem, think of it as an opportunity for a solution.
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I know we fought a lot, but we must have done something right. He's a great kid.
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A little help would be nice!
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9.2s
Steve? We just wanted to let you know this was the worst wedding we have ever been to. You should thank Jerry. He put it all together.
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27.6s
I'm sorry about my father. Honey, I'm sorry about my father. - Here. - Thanks. - I have an idea. - Yeah? Let's you and me leave town immediately. Let's escape our wedding. There's no escaping. - Really? - Really. Isn't this supposed to be about us? Sweet, funny, whimsical Melissa. Weddings aren't about the bride and groom.
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6.3s
Each submarine emits a kind of radioactive waste... ...which bears a unique imprint to that particular sub. A proof of possession.
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- Marc never mentioned he had a dad. - Like, not ever. Well, I'm traveling a lot. I just assumed that you were dead or in jail. Me too. Well, fuck you very much and have another beer. - Thanks a lot. - Thanks. Mr. Monk... ...if you two can't work this out, the planet is doomed. What can I do? Just talk to her. - Dr. Peyser. - Hi. - Gloria, from before. - Yeah, I know. Hi, Gloria. - Have you seen Melissa? - No, where is she?