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What's the matter? Nothing. I just feel that our spirit animals need more time to get in sync... and find a harmonious bond on the spiritual plane. Totally. Yeah? Or we could just... fuck? Clara, I don't think I can. But you know what? My crow is looking for a place to nest. MERLIN: Good work, Eggsy! Tracker fully functional. (Clara moaning on speakers) Don't worry, I've been through this with Whiskey before. Nice to be working with an agent who knows what he's doing. (sighs) CLARA: Wow, Mr. Crow. My turn. EGGSY: I'm sorry. I can't. I'm in a relationship. That's adorable. Listen, so am I. What happens at Glasto, stays in Glasto.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
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Harry. What's going on? I was just packing. Look at these lovely toiletries Merlin very kindly gave me as a leaving present. Here, try this aftershave. Yeah, I know, Harry. I'm wearing it. Listen, you can't just give up. Give up? No, on the contrary. I'm about to achieve my dream. Researching rare butterflies alongside some of the finest minds in entomology. You know, you may as well have me stuck up on this wall. 'Cause you're never gonna find a butterfly more interesting than me. Sorry? When you and I first met, I was just, like, a maggot. Maggots turn into flies. Perhaps you mean larva. Larva, yeah, okay. Whatever. The point is... everyone wanted to squash me. But not you. You helped me to become a caterpillar. And now I've got wings. I'm flying higher than I ever dreamed. And that is all thanks to you. I hate to seem rude, but I need to finish packing and get some sleep. Harry, you can't just walk away. Kingsman needs you. The whole world needs you. I need you. Eggy, whoever the Harry was that you knew, he's gone, I'm afraid. Goodbye.
Kingsman: The Golden Circle
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