No, my name's not "Groupon. " Croupe. Keep going. Kapowski. That's getting further from it! Well, whatever the fuck it is, let's just call you dead. Hey, baby? I thought we were gonna hang on to her till tonight. I changed my mind.
Spy
13.5s
Let's roll to our side. God! Oh! Hey! The knot is very tight, but I am making progress. Your hand is way up in there. My right hand is restrained from the weight of my body.
Spy
5.7s
Poor little, pathetic Susan Coleman. That's not my last name, so it's really not much of a burn, is it?
Spy
8.8s
Okay. Let's try this. Oh, God. (GRUNTING) Okay. I will inchworm my way...
Spy
5.2s
Cooping. No. Croupon. Are you thinking "Groupon"?
Spy
1.5s
Put her in the room.
Spy
1.2s
(CHUCKLES)
Spy
1.2s
Hey, Aldo.
Spy
9.3s
I think they're pretty good covers... I gotta go. We're heading to De Luca's villa to meet with Dudaev. Then we're taking him to wherever the bomb is. This thing is almost over.
Spy
6.9s
It is very difficult to see or gauge my position. You're just simply grabbing my ass. Oh. I am, sorry.
Spy
5.5s
No, you heard Mr. Fine. He's working a plan. We have to stay put. Untie me. Now.
Spy
4.2s
Susan... you are a good agent.
Spy
2.5s
You'll get them next time, huh?
Spy
2.2s
Hello, bound lady.
Spy
2s
Unless we die here.
Spy
1.3s
Just untie me.
Spy
1.2s
That's my ass.
Spy
21.1s
That hurt. Good, it was supposed to. Bosom. Is he dangerous? Only if you have boobs. So did Rayna really know I was a spy? No. Not until you blew your cover back at that kitchen. I really thought she was more experienced than that. Thank God she's not, huh? Because if she was, you'd be dead now.
