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- Just do it.
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- Good eye, cowboy.
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- Good.
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- Uh, know what?
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- Because that device you sent us to find
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94. Jesus. People bleed, okay?
No time for that right now.
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Ooh, that sounds good. Yes, please.
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you just got your slides swapped here,
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111. Yeah, fuck, break in, blow up, freeze ray.
You know, work out the details.
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change my mind with a stare.
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who you remind me of naked.
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- Loving the weird energy right now.
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118. Words. Go.
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119. Yeah, well, there's a tiny chance
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Please go do what I asked you.
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130. Uh, listen up, Commander.
I'm not stealing from the President.
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132. Same way it's not murder
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134. Sinatra. Naked, Sinatra.
Neck down, you're Sinatra. That's it.
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137. Uh, not if your lungs are impervious
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Shooters? Melters? Exploders?
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143. Ooh, we got some new screamers in.
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147. I can turn off my ears, you know.
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- Ugh, fine.
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150. Ooh! Wait! New idea.
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152. Metal detectors don't pick it up,
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157. Yep. And your flight
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159. Don't you have some kind
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160. Of course we do.
Don't be stupid. I'll be on that.
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161. But the Commander wants us to keep up
appearances, so you'll be flying...
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the second-greatest home in America,
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169. Here. Take this.
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170. There we go, there we go,
there we go, there we go.
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What's it do?
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I didn't make it.
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175. Maybe a few less photos
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176. Uh-huh, which those two are not coming on.
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184. Howard shoved that disaster in my bag
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187. Which, knowing Howard, might mean
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That actually worked?
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brick-by-brick from France,
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so no one would notice.
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211. who himself was named after the bear
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212. Hey, E! Room's named after a bear,
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What a bunch of bullshit.
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246. - Ew, that's disgusting.
- Yeah. Yeah.
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252. Yeah. And all those Secret Service morons
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282. Just flash that baby if any staties
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great-guy thing to do, Mr. President.
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that would be great.
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291. Uh, is it just me, or does one of us
smell like unwashed ass and beef jerky?
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- Ooh! That took a turn.
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distressingly off-mission.
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308. Don't worry, we're close.
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For emergencies only.
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was better than this shit.
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- Oh, it won't take a minute, Dick.
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- Oh no, no, no. Not like "dick," Dick.
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onto a bigger pile of shit, kind of dick.
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371. - I prefer "Mr. President."
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Heh! Would've made a splash.
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hiding the existence of TCB.
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389. Don't worry, the asshole's gone.
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Like, in every fucking hole.
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talking about TCB. We're fucked.
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doing his celebration bump?
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and choking on monkey ass,
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White House recording system is.
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411. What? It's Howard's audiobook.
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412. Well, it's the best lead we've got.
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Mm-mm. No more vents for this girl.
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"Arnold Palmer blackmail,"
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424. "Nixon's..."
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425. "Nixon's sex ideas"?
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426. What the hell are Nixon's sex ideas?
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427. Ugh. Guessing angry missionary
while watching police beat up teenagers?
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428. Yep, I'd say that's about right.
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429. Okay, I just went ahead and cut
a full 17 minutes out of the tape.
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430. The TCB thing is completely erased.
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431. Hey, fellas. Care for a game?
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432. Strike! Still got it!
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433. Getting the sense
these guys aren't Secret Service.
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434. Nixon's guys, ran into them earlier.
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435. Full-on douchebags.
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436. What the...
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437. Next up, the residence,
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438. where Bess Truman famously killed
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439. several extraterrestrials
with her bare hands.
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440. Congratulations.
Blow-Your-Mind mode engaged.
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441. How does this pen work?
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442. Well, here's the thing. That actually
might just be a really nice pen.
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443. - What?
- How am I supposed to know?
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444. Howard doesn't label things.
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445. Damn it. Next time I pick my own gadgets.
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446. Yep. Just a pen.
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447. Okay, yeah, probably time to go.
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448. Shit. Where's the extraction point?
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449. We got some agent-looking fellas
coming up behind us back there.
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450. Not to mention that.
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451. Marine One? Oh fuck. We're fucked.
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452. Huh?
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453. - Okay.
- Did you get Nixon's sex idea tape?
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454. Asking for a friend.
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455. From now on, you're on all my missions.
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456. Also, family photo. What'd you get?
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457. "Truth about Area 51"?
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458. Oh. My thing sucks.
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459. As requested.
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460. So, uh, you gonna tell me what's in there?
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461. Son, that's above your pay grade.
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462. You obviously have no idea
how much I get paid.
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463. Wait, are we flying the wrong way?
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464. You're goddamned right.
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465. I insist on every mission ending
by flying into the sunset.
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466. Fuck yeah.
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467. God, my nipples are hard.
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468. Maximum density.
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469. Okay, Woodward.
This is how this is gonna work.
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470. It's simple.
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471. I feed you information on Tricky Dick,
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472. and you get to be the reporter
who brought down an American President.
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473. You don't call me. I call you.
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474. And no names. Ever.
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475. From here on, just call me Deep Throat.
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476. Little nickname between Pat Nixon and I.
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477. The woman's insatiable.
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478. Hey, hey, anyone ever tell you that
you look exactly like Robert Redford...
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479. naked?
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