Fine, I'll go. Wait! So, you're gonna go? I'm going with you.
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Okay. You just run out there. You get the truck. You come back and get me. I will keep a lookout. Uh-huh. Love it. Love the plan. But given that you've saddled me with what basically amounts to fucking penny loafers maybe you should go, and I'll stay here. I love that plan, I do. But you are a faster runner than me, even with subpar footwear. I saw how fast you were in national treasure. No, that'd be the stunt department. Not according to the making of featurette.
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Which is why this really hurts. Javi. You brought me out here to kill me, man? I'm sorry, Nick. So am I. 'Cause you pull that trigger and we're both dead. Wait. You were gonna kill me? And are those my golden guns? They're my golden guns. And it looks like we both had a little secret, doesn't it? Why the fuck would you kill me? You're the head of a criminal organization. My cousin Lucas is the head of the organization. CIA said you ran it. The whole world thinks I run it. When my father died, Lucas took over. He forced me to be the figurehead. You take his money. You don't just leave this world, Nick. You and everyone you care about is in constant danger. Why do you think I cannot be with Gabriela?
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30.2s
You... you're into Gabriela? Are you fucking kidding me? I can't be with Gabriella, because that would put a target on her back. Wait, you seriously didn't realize that we liked each other? You're in the CIA! I'm not in the CIA. I'm a goddamn actor. You know that. The only organization I'm a part of is the screen actors guild of america. And aftra. But I don't even know what that is. I think it's a radio thing. Just put down the gun. No way. You go first. I'm not going first. You brought my family out here. This is so fucked! I don't wanna kill you. You're the last person I wanna kill. I fucking love you! I love you!
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7.5s
It's my cousin. He must have known I wouldn't kill you. I thought so. Which is why I should always trust my shamanic instincts as a thespian.
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5.5s
I'd like to introduce my wife Barbara. Why for? She was born in Santa Barbara, California.
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6.4s
Go ahead. You kill him, I'll still make the deal. But I don't think you're gonna kill him.
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4.2s
Faster! I'm trying. Your shoes don't offer any ankle support.
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Ah, fuck!
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2.3s
Fuck!
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24s
Bad news. Girl's not there. Good news. Script's cooking. Feels like cassavetes meets inarritu with a dash of Von trier. Nick, but... I know what you're gonna say. Javi has his issues but, my god, he has an unbelievably intuitive sense for story. He kidnapped a young girl. And every day that passes, the likelihood goes up that she's gonna be murdered by Javi or one of his men.
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Custom Springfield armory. Made specifically for the film. Is this supposed to be me? It's... Grotesque. Just look at the guns. If you don't mind me asking, how much did you pay for this disturbing statue? Hmm. About $6,000. I'll give you $20,000 for it.