Makes me kind of wonder... what, exactly, is going on back there. I wouldn't know. I don't have that problem. I don't have that problem. If you ever feel like you have been poisoned... chew one of these.
Spy
7.3s
Finally, every agent gets a night vision scope... hidden in their watch. I have heard about this. I've been looking...
Spy
5.5s
Each of these are filled with chloroform. Wow, that is an unsettling amount of hemorrhoid wipes.
Spy
4.4s
SUSAN: Is that... I can't even... Is that me? I can't really... (GUN CLICKING) SUSAN: (ON COMPUTER) Stupid gun!
Spy
4.9s
Cooper, Cooper, stop! Jesus Christ, what are you... Ouch. Out of context, that's...
Spy
3.7s
Oh. Who's that? That is Bette Midler and Barbara Hershey.
Spy
2.8s
Have I done something to you to upset you?
Spy
2s
Because this is a peculiar theme.
Spy
1.2s
Women.
Spy
14.9s
How much am I supposed to like Beaches? I would imagine a lot, if you have the watch. Hey, Pat, I'm flying! PATRICK: Anthony! Don't wear out the battery on that. Am I getting that? No, you're not gonna get that. I've already packed your bags. Hurry up and get dressed.
Spy
1.7s
From Beaches.
Spy
1.9s
This is. Yes, it is.
Spy
46.8s
What, how did I get into this shit-box hotel room? Because I'm a real spy. I thought you quit. We have to stop the sale of a nuclear bomb... and they send in someone who looks like Santa Claus' fucking wife. Did you forget? I am undercover, because you're not supposed to be here. I make a habit of doing things that people say I can't do. Walk through fire... water-ski blindfolded... take up piano at a late age... and I'm gonna take down De Luca and Rayna and Dudaev... and I'm gonna get that bomb back. Why do you even care what I do? You really think you're ready for the field? I once used defibrillators on myself. I've pulled shards of glass out of my fucking eye. I've jumped from a high-rise building... using only a raincoat as a parachute... and broke both legs upon landing. And I still had to pretend I was in a fucking Cirque du Soleil show!
Spy
10.4s
NANCY: Oh. Wow. Looks like they put you up in The Shitz-Carlton. Try and get some sleep... and we'll get started first thing in the morning. I don't know what I'm gonna do when I see that Rayna woman.
Spy
9.3s
I've swallowed enough microchips and shit them back out again... to make a computer. This arm has been ripped off completely... and reattached with this fucking arm.
