1. Okay, it's bottom-line time.
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2. Who are you people, and what is all this?
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3. You've got questions.
That's understandable.
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4. Yeah, starting with,
"What the hell's TCB?"
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5. All in good time.
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6. Which happens to be right now.
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7. - Have a seat, sir.
- Who's this?
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8. Oh, you're not the only connoisseur
of exotic pets.
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9. This is mine. His name's Doyle.
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10. - I actually went to Columbia Law School.
- And now he picks up my dry cleaning.
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11. So, yeah, joke's on me.
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12. Yes, it is.
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13. Shall we?
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14. Did somebody order a total mindfuck?
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15. - I thought we told you no more robes.
- Yeah, but come on!
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16. How many times does a neighbor die
who wears the exact same size as me?
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17. Whoa, now, hang on.
What the hell is that thing?
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"enhanced being-there-ness."
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"virtual reality."
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20. "Virtual reality"?
That's literally an oxymoron.
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21. Maybe try not being that stupid?
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22. Now, just relax.
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23. What the hell?
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24. Hi there. Welcome to TCB.
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25. What's TCB?
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26. Well, it stands for "The Central Bureau,"
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27. and it's been keeping America safe
since long before you kids were even born.
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28. Huh? How so?
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29. Put it this way.
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30. If it wasn't for TCB,
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31. half of you'd be toiling
in a Japanese salt mine right now,
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would be selling fetish sex for food
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33. in a Soviet worker's paradise.
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34. What's fetish sex?
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35. Kids are so stupid.
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36. Allow me to introduce myself.
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37. I am the Commander, the latest in a long,
illustrious line of TCB commanders
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38. who have quietly shaped history
into the very world you live in today.
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39. All through the secret power of TCB.
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43. But at TCB, we ask,
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44. "Why the hell not?"
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45. But our technology is nothing
without the secret agents to use it.
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46. And that's where you come in.
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47. Now, if you're watching this,
that means you're probably pretty famous.
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48. Congrats on that, by the way.
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49. And not just for the fame,
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50. but more importantly,
for the will to succeed.
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52. you'll kill what you love and eat it
in a snow cave just to stay alive.
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53. Because that's what it takes
to be a celebrity in America.
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54. Oh, doors opened wide
for people like Marilyn,
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55. just like they do for you.
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56. And that's why for over 100 years,
TCB has utilized celebrities
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57. to infiltrate, instigate, appropriate,
and if this thing in Prague works out,
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58. fumigate to keep America safe.
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59. Ben Franklin?
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60. That guy was fucking dark.
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61. And like him, as a celebrity,
you're an influencer.
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62. What you think matters to the world,
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63. which is just one of the many ways
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64. TCB has quietly shaped the world
into what it is today.
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65. You're welcome.
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66. But remember, at TCB, we don't
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67. we also like to have fun!
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68. We even have an annual company retreat.
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69. But not at the beach anymore.
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70. The last time we tried that, it turned
into what you know as the Bay of Pigs.
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71. So, lesson learned.
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72. So, welcome to the team.
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73. And remember,
you're not just a celebrity anymore.
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74. You're a gladiator for American greatness.
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75. Dear God, their abs are like
a basket of snakes.
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to believe all that?
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77. I think you and I both know
you already do.
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78. So, what do you think?
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81. Saving America?
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82. Practically every day.
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83. Insanely dangerous?
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84. I can almost guarantee
a very abrupt, violent death.
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85. Your training starts soon. Be ready.
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86. Guess I'll be seeing you around,
CeCe with an "E."
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87. Uh, hang on.
You can't leave with that suit.
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88. Need that back.
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89. I've been to the moon and back
in this thing.
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90. Pretty sure I earned it.
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91. Oh! Sorry, Miss Nesbit. You are out.
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92. Motherfucker.
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93. Oh come on.
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94. Who doesn't love Elvis?
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95. That man's a menace.
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96. He looks like
a male prostitute hairdresser.
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97. But not too hard to look at.
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98. Ooh, and don't even
get me started on his butt.
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99. That man's got an ass
like a mountain lion.
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100. It's working even better
than we anticipated.
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101. Response rate?
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102. Over 50%.
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103. Hold on a second.
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104. Ensign. Are you okay?
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105. That woman looks ridiculous.
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106. Who even dresses like that
flying around the galaxy?
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107. Ooh, looks like jealousy wears
a jungle cat-themed pantsuit in... Ow!
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108. I don't do jealous.
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109. I still can't believe
you and Captain Kirk are a thing.
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110. Well...
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111. Okay, we're not really dating.
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112. Although the other night, I did let him—
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113. - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- No, thank you.
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114. No, thanks. I'm good.
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115. What is wrong with you? Grow up.
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without images like that in my head.
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117. Yeah, that's like
walking in on your parents butt-naked,
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118. but they're both
getting boned by Captain Kirk.
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119. And nobody needs that.
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120. Speak for yourself.
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121. Sorry to interrupt.
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122. What? What in the hell is this?
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123. Ah, Miss Bertie, I presume.
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124. Let me guess.
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125. You're the jackass
who runs the stupid little secret club
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126. that almost got my precious Elvis
killed in a nuclear fireball.
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127. God, I love your strength.
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128. And he wasn't almost killed.
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129. Technically, he was slightly killed.
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130. - Based on radiation—
- Howard!
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131. Are you ready?
Because your training starts now.
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132. Training? What are you talking about?
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133. We're sending you on your first mission.
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134. What? Hold the phone, jackass.
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135. Sending him on his first mission is,
by definition, not training.
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136. Well, at TCB, we train by not training.
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137. You actually think those words make sense?
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138. We train by doing.
By throwing you in the deep end.
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139. Same way Vikings
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140. And most of them probably did fine.
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141. Oh, so you think
you can just waltz right into my TV,
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142. interrupting Bertie's Star Trek,
and send me out on some mission?
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143. Did I mention a jetpack may be involved?
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144. - Where are we headed?
- Familiar with Altamont?
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145. - What's that? Some kind of Buick?
- No, man.
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146. It's like the Woodstock of the West,
up in San Fran.
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147. They're calling it
the Summer of Love all over again.
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148. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it.
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149. Hippie orgy concert kind of shindig.
Got it.
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150. Indeed. And you'll get briefed
when you get to it.
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151. Oh, and maybe wear something
a little less... you.
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152. Watch your speed.
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153. They're filming a documentary up there.
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154. Gonna be cameras around,
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155. You know what?
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157. Yep, and not for nothing.
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158. Pete Fonda's still calling,
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159. asking when he's getting
these motorcycles back.
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160. What'd you tell him?
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161. "What motorcycles?"
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163. Whoa. Hang on, E.
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164. I thought this was gonna be, you know,
just you and me cruising up the coast.
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166. chimp who just threatened to kill me
in three different fucking ways.
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167. Yeah, well, right back at you,
you furry little fuck!
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168. Me again.
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169. Oh dear Lord.
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vis-à-vis you calling me a jackass,
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why that doesn't happen.
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173. Oh, I would, sweetie, but I can't
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174. because I don't want to.
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the wisest course of action.
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176. Spock, can I borrow your ears
for Halloween?
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177. This year I wanna go
as an asshole in the peanut gallery.
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178. Oh!
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with a kid named yours truly
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180. buying a seven-dollar guitar
at Tupelo Hardware.
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181. Good God. Guess we can go ahead
and check the healthy self-image box.
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182. Oh good. It's, uh... you.
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183. Fun outfit.
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186. 'Cause this is starting
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187. And like every conversation
I've ever had with Willie Nelson.
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188. By the way, is he dead?
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189. - Nope.
- Okay, here's the deal.
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190. Some unknown bad guys
stole some TCB technology
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191. and may have turned it
into a sort of sonic weapon.
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192. The Commander thinks it might be here.
Could be dangerous.
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193. - Dangerous how?
- I don't know. That's all we got so far.
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194. That's pretty damn vague.
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195. Which is half the fun!
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who keeps giving me pot.
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197. - Keep your eyes out for anything weird.
- And the jetpack?
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198. I so knew you'd fall for that.
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199. Uh, yeah, there's no jetpack,
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200. but you do get one of these,
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201. Well, enjoy the show,
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202. which I couldn't help but notice
you were not invited to play, by the way.
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203. You can go now.
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206. Yeah, no way this ends badly.
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most fucked-up candy store.
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208. Can you at least pretend to know
what "pacing yourself" means?
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209. I'm afraid not.
The transporter's inoperative,
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210. thanks to this drunk Scottish bastard.
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211. I think we got off on the wrong foot.
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212. Keep interrupting my damn stories!
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216. - What?
- Ha!
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- Excuse me?
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used to getting what you want.
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it's about being free, right?
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232. Yeah!
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234. Yeah, my boy Doug says hi.
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about the Hells Angels?
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because my mom's a dick.
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but for raging alcoholics.
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240. - Not them. The fake ones.
- What?
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who are dressed like,
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- The jackets.
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They're fake.
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because it's so scary-looking.
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256. And one that lies to itself
about being a machine.
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- Howard!
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262. Yeah, I didn't mean it literally, dumb-ass.
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263. It's a cliché.
You know, like, don't look now, but...
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How'd you get past security?
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266. - Not here yet.
- But I saw their helicopter land outside.
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267. Yeah, which they're currently
getting high inside of.
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268. God, I should have been in a band.
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269. Sorry, pal. Off-limits back here.
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277. - What?
- Oh my God. It's so amazing.
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278. Middle of the night, he breaks into
my house, he's dressed as Santa Claus.
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279. And then he chokes me out in my shower,
but it's in a hot way.
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280. You know what? You're not his type, okay?
Come on, let's go.
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That's cool. I can work with that.
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283. But if you're interested in sex
with any of the other bands,
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- Excuse me?
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in the groupie trailer next door.
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286. The first page is a waiver.
Read it carefully.
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289. Not a fucking chance.
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290. Sorry, lady. Rules are rules.
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empowered feminist woman,
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292. which means I have meaningless sex
in trailers on my own terms all the time.
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293. I'm not sure that's what "feminist" means.
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298. - Buddy, you're beautiful.
- What the...
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299. Scatter, 86 that bald prick!
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300. Still a big fan, I hope.
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301. Destroy that damn thing, Scatter!
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302. Uh-huh.
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303. Okay.
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304. All right, the band's on their way.
You gotta go.
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305. - Way ahead of you, loser.
- Groupie trailer to the right.
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- I'd rather choke on a pile of dicks.
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308. - What...
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311. You know, you and your buddies
may not have a fucking clue,
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but you're all right.
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you kind of look like Elvis...
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catching me on my bad side.
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that smells like Scatter's junk
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335. No, but this thing's just
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340. It's gone full-on insane out there,
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343. Yeah. Yeah. The lady may have a point.
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presence of, you know, yours truly.
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- Well, you're in a mood.
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- What are you talking about?
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- Elvis tracked down that sonic weapon,
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