She's not my bride. She's my fare. She's looking for Vito Cornelius. The phone book said he lived here. Yes, that's me, but I don't know who she is. Nobody does. No file, no ID, nothing. She's got a tattoo on this arm.
The Fifth Element
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Yes? I'm looking for a priest. The weddings are downstairs, my son. Congratulations.
The Fifth Element
3.1s
How do they expect us to find anything in this shit?
The Fifth Element
6.5s
Vito Cornelius. What? Priest.
The Fifth Element
2.5s
If we get to the fog, we'll be okay.
The Fifth Element
1.8s
If we make the fog.
The Fifth Element
1.5s
You okay?
The Fifth Element
1.3s
Shit.
The Fifth Element
1.6s
Maybe two miles.
The Fifth Element
26.1s
I don't know what you did... but they are pissed off! Hold on! We're safe for a while.
The Fifth Element
8.2s
Run an ID. I'm all for conversation, but maybe you can just shut up for a minute!
The Fifth Element
6.4s
You want to play soft? I'll play soft. You want to play hard? Let's play hard.
The Fifth Element
4.9s
He's got a scan blocker. Means he's a car thief. Blast him.
