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Yeah, that's fine. WHISKEY: I say we both make an approach... whoever gets on best, goes for it. Well, it doesn't have to be a competition, bruv. Why don't we just go up to her... shake her hand, pat her on the back, whatever, you know. Job done. The hand is not a mucous membrane, Eggsy. Neither is the back. They teach you anything at Kingsman? What are you talking about? Our trackers are designed to enter the bloodstream. They circulate harmlessly, providing full audio and GPS. EGGSY: Mucus membrane. That's like up the nose, isn't it? What the fuck am I gonna do? Stick my finger... It's not just inside the nose, is it? No, Eggsy, it ain't. Fuck. All right, I'll take the first crack. Watch and learn, buddy. (scoffs) Good luck.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
42.5s
CHAMP: Hold up. You feeling okay? I'm a little tired, but fine, thanks. Galahad, you ready? CHAMP: Your face... You got... What the fuck? CHAMP: Oh, shit. Head to the sick bay. Have Ginger check you out. (whistles) Hey, give him your glasses. You're in luck, kid. Put 'em on. You get our finest senior agent to join you instead. Right now, he's in our New York office. Galahad, meet Agent Whiskey.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
16.4s
We need to go dark. We don't know who else at Statesman could be working against us. Shit! This is all my fault. You weren't ready for the field and I pushed for it! He showed his hand. You think he'd have let us live? You should be thanking me for saving our arses! Saving our arses? Try saying that to fucking Whiskey!
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
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MERLIN: No time to relax. Police are right behind you. You have 30 seconds before they reach your position. Go directly to Rendezvous Swan. Merlin, you do realize I haven't even got a windscreen right now? I seem to remember from your training you were rather good at holding your breath. (sirens wailing)
Kingsman: The Golden Circle