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You can just bust right... Just break right through it. Right through it. Right through it. Right through it. You really think I could make it at umc? Dude, you could make it into the hall of fame. No, dude, come on, that's you. You're gonna be in, like, the anals of football history. Dude, you could make it into the anals of football history, too.
22 Jump Street
20.1s
(SIRENS BLARING) ♪ They're the jump street and 'bout to jump up in your ass ♪ this the special unit that's designed to keep it quiet ♪ we infiltrate the dealers and we find the damn suppliers ♪ don't need permission to decide what you believe ♪ say jump, jumping down on jump street all right, new assignment.
22 Jump Street
15.7s
No. I mean, you're cool with just hooking up? Yeah. I mean, no. I mean, I'm glad you said something. 'Cause I don't even know if I like you when I'm sober. No, I know, and it's like, that doesn't even hurt, like, at all. Okay, so, um... I'm gonna... I'm gonna split. I'll text you later.
22 Jump Street
30.1s
What? You're not supposed to throw rocks. (GROANS) ♪ I ain't missing you at all ♪ since you've been gone away the lobster for one person. Enough for one person only. ♪ No matter what my friends say I found something in this whyphy case that caught my attention. Get the fuck out of my office. Sir, you don't... We caught the guy. (BOTH GRUNTING) BOTH: Yeah! Yeah!
22 Jump Street
51.2s
Oh, my God. I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean that. You know that, right? I am such a bitch when aunt Flo shows up. It bleeds so much, it's crazy. It's like the elevator doors opening in the shining. Your vagina doesn't fucking work, man. Worked for you last night. (CHUCKLES) You are so clearly forcing Eric into this relationship. Eric, am I forcing you into anything? Yes. (CHUCKLES) See? Look, they sent us in undercover at a college to find the dealer of this new synthetic, and no one will tell us anything. That's 'cause you guys look like fucking narcs, all right? College kids aren't dumb like Eric. I was supposed to go to Berkeley. Well, they gave us a picture, so we do have that. Well, that's your lead, motherfucker! That's what you start with. I know, but we can't see his face, so we don't know who it is. We don't know who it is. I'm Schmidt. My pants are filled with doody. (GROANS) That's you. That doesn't sound anything like me.
22 Jump Street