His MRI shows no signs of concussion. No direct brain trauma at all.
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We need to have patience, Eggsy.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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You know what? Fuck it.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Beijing.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Now, that's what you call a secret, right?
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Shit.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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How deep does this fucking thing go? Deep enough.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Fall in.
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In you go.
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Excellent.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Come on.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Ascot requires top hat.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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Shoot the dog.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
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You shot your dog and had it stuffed? You fucking freak. No, I shot my dog... and then I brought him home and continued to care for him... for the next 11 years until he died of pancreatitis.
Kingsman: The Secret Service
11s
Come on, then, you prick. Let's see what you got. Want a bit of me? What are you doing? No, no, no! Get out of the fucking car! What are you doing? Where you going, you mug? Go on, you got no bollocks!
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Go on, lads. It'll be two hits. Me hitting him, him hitting the floor.
