POPPY: Okay. But it's really bad for you. Eight times more addictive than cocaine. Five times more likely to cause death. But it's legal... so, you go ahead. Knock yourself out. Don't get me started on tobacco and alcohol. Peddle that stuff and you're in Fortune 500. But me? No! I'm out here hiding in the middle of nowhere. Homesick. Because I sell drugs. Oh, Pops. You're doing this because you're homesick? POPPY: Yes. I want freedom. I want fame. Our profits were 250 billion dollars last year. I am the most successful businesswoman in the world, but nobody knows who I am. Pops, Pops. It's not long now, eh? You're right, thank you. ANGEL: Sorry to interrupt you. You wanted to see me, Madam Poppy? Yes, Angel. In The Golden Circle... we do not sample the merchandise... and we do not break the rules. Which is why I have invested in robots... because they are so much more reliable and trustworthy than human beings.
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All the buttons are dead. Controls gone. Everything's in shutdown. You're on your own, Eggsy.
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Biometric security scanner just to protect a few old barrels of whiskey? Pull the other one, love.
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(tour guide chattering)
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Are you getting anything?
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MAN: A bottle in a secret wall. You really expect me to take that seriously? See, I think your story's horse shit. Y'all just trying to cover for a failed rescue mission. You here for the lepidopterist, ain't you? Okay, so your mystery bottle, huh? Look anything like that, right there? Yes. Same brand, much older. All right. Let's see here. You know why the measurement of alcohol content's called "proof"? Oh, fuck off! Oh, for Pete's sake. See, comes from back in the old days... when pirates wanted to test the strength of their rum. They used to pour a little bit out on gunpowder.
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(groans)
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(groaning)
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(Eggsy wheezing)
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TEQUILA: I'll go check the church.
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♪ Raining in my heart ♪
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Get him out now. No, no, wait. His instincts are gonna kick in.
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(alarm blaring) (grunts)
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(beeping)
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Oh, God! Stop! Fuck!
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PRINCESS TILDE: Eggsy, I hope you're hungry. Oh, babe, I was gonna grab breakfast at work. This looks lovely, but I'm running late. I just thought maybe we could practice? For tonight. Practice? Mm-hmm. Eating? You said you've never eaten at a palace before. And Pappa is sort of picky about table manners. Well, as it happens, babe, I've got this shit on lock. I know what every single one of them knives and forks is for. This is a butter knife. It's the only one you need to remember, the rest of the cutlery is easy. You start from the outside, and you work your way in with each course. And never let anyone describe you as "H.K.L.P."... What's that? "Holds knife like pen." A habit erroneously believed to be upper class dining etiquette. It is quite the opposite. White wine, pudding wine, red wine, water and pop. Or whatever tipple takes your fancy. Am I supposed to wait for everyone else to be served before I start eating? HARRY: Only if the dish being served is cold. Or if the Queen is present. Otherwise tuck in.
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(alarm blaring) GINGER: What the hell? Tequila, I'm getting a crazy spike... of extreme low frequency waves 11 miles from here. I'm gonna need you to escort me there immediately.
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(Merlin sobbing) I should have seen it coming. Charlie, the taxi. It's all my fault. No, that's bullshit, Merlin. It ain't all your fault. You're the best, bruv. Honestly, without you... I'd have lost it a long time ago. (Merlin mumbles) I think we should drink to Scotland. I think we've probably had enough, to be honest. You're probably right. Merlin. Aye? I think we're going to Kentucky. Fried Chicken? I love fried chicken. No, proper Kentucky. Look.