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[WEASEL RETCHES] Why wouldn't you cover that up? A warrior has nothing to be ashamed of. WEASEL: Yeah, but you do. Look at you. You're just straight shirt-cocking it, toddler-style. Oh, yeah. Full Winnie the Pooh. The hell's happening? Describe it. I wouldn't ask him to do that, if I were you. WEASEL: It's like, um... Here we go. It's like he was giving birth anally, but they quit halfway through. They got the legs out, and they said, "You know what, I'm done." Happy? It's like he's a Muppet from the waist down. But this time, you can see the Muppet's dick. [DOOR OPENS] Grover's got a cock the size of a twig. DOPINDER: Mr. Weasel, I can no longer be double-parked. I've had three tickets already. [SCREAMS] No, no, no, DP, not again! This has happened before? [DOPINDER RETCHING] [DOOR OPENS] Jesus! Either vomit or don't. The indecision is killing me. Why couldn't God take my hearing?
Deadpool 2
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DOMINO: Whatever. We're gonna lose 'em. I'm dropping in. DEADPOOL: Uh, that's a negative, sole survivor. Luck is not a superpower! We are so fucked! No, we most certainly are not fucked. [CARS HORNS HONKING] [BRAKES SCREECHING] DEADPOOL: Seriously, I don't get it! What, you shoot luck lasers out of your eyes? It's just it's hard to picture. And certainly not very cinematic. I mean, luck? What coked out, glass pipe-sucking freakshow comic book artist... came up with that little chestnut? Probably a guy who can't draw feet!
Deadpool 2
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You time-sliding son of a bitch! You did this for me? Wait. You can't go back. You used the last of your fuel. What about your girl, your wife? Now, my family's safe. And I didn't do it for you. No, I'm gonna stick around for a while... and make sure the world doesn't shit itself into oblivion. No. You did it for me. No, I didn't. You did. I really didn't. Pretty sure you did. No, I'm positive I didn't. Fine. All right, let's flip a coin. Okay? Heads, you did it for me. Tails, you did it for me. I'm not even gonna look, because you did it for me. Say it again. He did it for me. CABLE: Jesus. We must get the collar off. Forget it. It's no use. These collars don't just come off. Wade. I have an idea. No, no, no! Let's not do that. Please! I'd rather die of cancer. Let's just... Oh, God! They do say the pen is grosser than the sword. [COLLAR BUZZING] RUSSELL: We need the code. Try, uh, seven? DEADPOOL: Settle down, Captain Lucky. It's not gonna be one number. Oh, God, that's lazy writing.
Deadpool 2