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VOLTA: Algorithms. We are surrounded by them. Algorithms run our lives, choose our TV shows, stream our music, even find us a date. - (LAUGHTER) - MAN: Yeah, man! I know this chap, don't I? Yes, he's that Silicon Valley billionaire who dated a Kardashian. Two Kardashians. And a Black Eyed Pea. Keep watching. VOLTA: But supposing there was an algorithm for an entire country. A single algorithm that could be applied to every one of its problems. A single algorithm that could take a second-rate nation and make it... - world-class. - (APPLAUSE, WHOOPING) VOLTA: Every nation is awash with data, so now, more than ever, we need to put that data to work for the people. These few lines of code will deliver the kind of change they have been dreaming of their entire lives. (OVER PHONE): I am Xander. I love data. (WHOOPING) He's so clever. He's young, he's sexy, he's insanely successful. Just the qualities we need people to associate with me.
Johnny English Strikes Again
57s
♪ If everything is changing ♪ And I know, yeah ♪ You gotta let go, oh-oh ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh ♪ ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh ♪ Got to let go ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh ♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh ♪ Got to let go... (HUFFS) ♪ Wow! She's got it ♪ Yeah, baby, she's got it Oh! ♪ I'm your Venus ♪ I'm your fire ♪ At your desire - ♪ Well, I'm your Venus - (OPHELIA GASPS) ♪ I'm your fire ♪ At your desire (CHUCKLING) (LAUGHS)
Johnny English Strikes Again
28.2s
You've run out of options, Volta. Oh, you think you've won? Mm. XANDER: Rerouting the attack to our Nevada servers, Jason. The world's going down, English, and I'll be the last man standing. Good-bye, English. Good-bye, Internet. OPHELIA: I've got it! That's a Gazelle 341 light attack helicopter. If we can hack into its operating system, we can disable the drive function.
Johnny English Strikes Again
53.1s
Oh. - Morning, sir! - Hello, sir! - Welcome back, sir! - Welcome back, sir! - Sir! - Hi, sir! - Hello, sir! - Welcome back, sir! Hi, sir! Surprise. Thank you. Where's Straker? (GRUNTS) Here, sir. Good. And, of course... Baggaley. - Oh. - That was very good, very good. All right, gather round, everyone, gather round. - Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. - What is it? - What is it? - I've got some toys - to show you. - Yes! - Cool! Yes. - There we are. There we are. - Ooh! - Jelly Babies! Breadstick blowpipe, anyone? - KIDS: Me! Me! - There you go. - Granny Smith hand grenade? - Mine! - Mine! And what about a garroting watch? - Here, sir. - There you go. - (BLOWS DART) - Aah! - KIDS: Ooh. - Here, let me take that. Don't worry, it's only a mild sedative. - (GROANING): Oh... - What? - (BEEPING) Oh. That's just a five-second fuse.
Johnny English Strikes Again