...an Englishman workin' in cooperation with...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
.... Major Dexter Smythe. You were sent out to....
…trace that car. AU 603, a green…
... minibus. Just smile....
... and clean it up or I'm coming out there and...
... staying in the bridal suite of...
...Baron Samedi...
... with the usual goon squad and the...
...man who shares my hairbrush...
.... and another 5 in Czechoslovakia. In support, on the Russian Western border, are....
...buttered pigs!
Now, I promised these boys here you'd get 'em. Don't let me down.
The thought never crossed my mind.
Flattery will get you nowhere.
I was hoping we'd spend the evening together. Now I shall be all alone.
It's sure gonna be a beautiful day.
Yes, sir, a beautiful day!
Oh yeah? What are you, the weatherman?
(NTS, have you got a signed copy of the LALD script????!!)
Now, Mr Bleeker, I'm sure there's no reason for name-calling.
(Sadly I haven't got it.)
Well, nobody's perfect.
(Must be your favourite, then)
Except for the occasional one.
It's all a matter of perspective.
That's precisely what you're going to find out.
Yes, Defence Minister. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
I'd like something on the side as well.
A tart's handkerchief?
I see you've discovered that too.
I like to keep abreast of things.
Somehow I never thought of you as a poor loser.
You're worried about me not giving you a return game?
We'll soon find out. Any objection to raising the limit?
Providing the collars and cuffs match...
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...an Englishman workin' in cooperation with...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
.... Major Dexter Smythe. You were sent out to....
…trace that car. AU 603, a green…
... minibus. Just smile....
... and clean it up or I'm coming out there and...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
... staying in the bridal suite of...
...Baron Samedi...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
... with the usual goon squad and the...
...man who shares my hairbrush...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
.... and another 5 in Czechoslovakia. In support, on the Russian Western border, are....
...buttered pigs!
Now, I promised these boys here you'd get 'em. Don't let me down.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
The thought never crossed my mind.
Flattery will get you nowhere.
I was hoping we'd spend the evening together. Now I shall be all alone.
It's sure gonna be a beautiful day.
Yes, sir, a beautiful day!
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Oh yeah? What are you, the weatherman?
(NTS, have you got a signed copy of the LALD script????!!)
Now, Mr Bleeker, I'm sure there's no reason for name-calling.
(Sadly I haven't got it.)
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Well, nobody's perfect.
(Must be your favourite, then)
Except for the occasional one.
It's all a matter of perspective.
That's precisely what you're going to find out.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Yes, Defence Minister. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
I'd like something on the side as well.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
A tart's handkerchief?
I see you've discovered that too.
I like to keep abreast of things.
Somehow I never thought of you as a poor loser.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
You're worried about me not giving you a return game?
We'll soon find out. Any objection to raising the limit?
Providing the collars and cuffs match...