So, is there someone who supports you? No, I'm just one of those people that really likes to spend time with myself.
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11.3s
Come on! Do it! Fuck you, Arnold Schwarzenegger! I'm so jammed! Fuck you! (KNOCKING ON DOOR) There's a sock on the door! Don't come in! Fuck, yeah! I'm having sex with a human woman. My God! Fuck!
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11.3s
What's that? My tattoo. Yeah, fuck, look. Look, it's me, Zook. Got a fucking bazooka for an arm. Know what I mean? (IMITATES EXPLOSION)
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6.1s
Patient exhibits drug-induced paranoia. Believes her life is in danger. Uh, door, door.
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19.3s
Get the fuck out. You heard him. This took a turn. One, two... Okay. Yep. Good session. (DOOR CLOSES) The first time we saw the photo of Cynthia buying whyphy, dickson said, this guy's the dealer. Everything we've done and thought has been based on that fact, but what if dickson was wrong? And we've ignored all the other clues. SCHMIDT: What if Cynthia wasn't the buyer?
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3.4s
Undercover just got a whole lot sexier.
22 Jump Street
1.4s
You want to check out the goods?
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1.6s
Oh, shit!
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1.2s
(SCHMIDT YELLS)
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9.5s
(BOTH GRUNT) Oh. Oh. Oh, my God. Is there blood in my eye? Oh, my God. Are you all right? I think there's blood in my eye. Fucking learn how to hit! (GRUNTS)
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1.2s
(SCREAMS)
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8.2s
I'll get it off. Its tentacle is eating me! It's so strong! It's really on there, man. It's biting my face!
22 Jump Street
6.3s
Let's do this, schmidt. Yeah. Just like we always do, Jenkins. (WHISPERING) It's jenko. Sorry.
22 Jump Street
9.1s
I'm really, really glad you're back, schmidt. What are you talking about? What contract dispute? I've been here the whole time. DICKSON: Man, shut the fuck up. How about a flight academy?
22 Jump Street
8.2s
You two sons of bitches are going to culinary school. There's a microchip in this empanada. Old family recipe. Best to keep it a secret.
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1.4s
Shit.
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39.4s
Dude, we're even about the arm thing, okay? Right? What? What do you want to do? (LAUGHS) Don't move. Fuck. All right. Just get it over with, all right? Don't move. One... Just graze my arm. I don't want you to hit the bone. ...Two, three. (BULLET RICOCHETS) Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Oh, my God, are you all right? Shit! Why, man? Why am I always getting hurt around you? Jenko, what are you doing? JENKO: Oh, fuck you. Fuck you, schmidt. Stop dicking around. Hey, cap. Congratulations, you two. You managed to un-fuck up the situation you originally fucked up. Thanks. I wish you can un-fuck my daughter, but I'm gonna let that be the past. Now, for your next mission, you two sons of bitches are going to medical school. What? (YELLING) (GUNS FIRING)
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2.1s
What was that? I don't know! I think we're moving.
