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2m18s
(sighs) "Viva las..." So? Don't move, kid. You try anything funny, and I'll turn this thing electric. Now give up your guns, fellas. Slide 'em over. Whiskey. We are all on the same side here. You've had a head injury. The exact same thing happened to Harry. You're havin' some sort of brain glitch. Nope. My brain's all good, kid. And you know what? I reckon the same was true for your friend Harry over here. Real fine instincts, I'll give him that. So stay still... or I'll dice him up so small, you can take him home in a bucket... and still have room for what's left of your buddy, Merlin. Well, that's just fucking great. You're working for the president? That asshole? (chuckles) Hell no. It's a matter of personal principle, agent. No more drug users. And the Statesman share price rockets. So those are your principles? Making money? Our agencies were founded to uphold peace. To protect the innocent. Do you wanna know who was innocent? My high school sweetheart. Love of my life. Pregnant with my little boy. He'd be about your age now... if his mama hadn't got caught in the crossfire... when two meth head freaks decided to rob a fucking convenience store. A world without those people in it... sure smells like peace to me. You break the law... you pay the price. Good riddance... to all of them. That's why I got to destroy that case. Now slide it over, Agent Galahad. Thank you. Do you know what, Harry? I think he's got a point. I think it sounds like a bright idea.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
29.8s
Hey, fellas. You're going to give us the code. (gasps) Mmm. Or what? 'Cause you don't seem like the kind of gentleman who would hurt a lady. Perhaps not. Call me old-fashioned... I don't consider genocide especially ladylike. Right. Enough small talk. Give us the code. Sure. No. I don't think so.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
18.4s
(chuckles softly) Or you could just tell me who the fuck y'all really are... and how the hell y'all found us. MERLIN: Look, for the last time, we have nothing to protect but our honor. So you can take your cheap horse piss that you call whiskey... which, by the way, is spelled without an "e"... and is nothing compared to a single malt scotch... and you can go fuck yourself. (chuckles)
Kingsman: The Golden Circle