MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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You wanted the disease in order to peddle the cure.	Well, the thought had occurred to me. I needed Chimera in order to peddle Bellerophon. For hero to be appreciated, you need a monster. Now that's not so difficult to understand, is it? Look, time was a shot of penicillin could knock off every bloody bug in the zoo! Not anymore!..have you any idea the R&D money it takes to float one little pissy boutique antibiotic that's barely effective against one strain of one bacterium? If I couldn't makes money killing the microscopic little shits that are out there, you'd help me put one out there I can make on!..there it is. I've confessed. I, John C. McCloy, am in business to make money. Lilly's making billions feeding Prozac to depressed dogs. Pfizer doesn't even know where to put the money they're making on Viagra, and let me tell you that shit didn't do a thing for me even at twice the recommended dose, Jesus, who do I have to screw to get a a break!..now get me out of here, get me treated and let's go back to work!..
Well, the thought had occurred to me. I needed Chimera in order to peddle Bellerophon. For hero to be appreciated, you need a monster. Now that's not so difficult to understand, is it? Look, time was a shot of penicillin could knock off every bloody bug in the zoo! Not anymore!..have you any idea the R&D money it takes to float one little pissy boutique antibiotic that's barely effective against one strain of one bacterium? If I couldn't makes money killing the microscopic little shits that are out there, you'd help me put one out there I can make on!..there it is. I've confessed. I, John C. McCloy, am in business to make money. Lilly's making billions feeding Prozac to depressed dogs. Pfizer doesn't even know where to put the money they're making on Viagra, and let me tell you that shit didn't do a thing for me even at twice the recommended dose, Jesus, who do I have to screw to get a a break!..now get me out of here, get me treated and let's go back to work!..	You know, I think it's a little late for that. Do give my regards to Gradski if you see him.
Nothing but civilians, Gene.	This is bullshit - we donít even know what Max looks like.
This is bullshit - we donít even know what Max looks like.	Maybe we donít have to know what he looks like. If heís got that list, heís going to want to check it. We should be looking for laptops.
Maybe we donít have to know what he looks like. If heís got that list, heís going to want to check it. We should be looking for laptops.	Good idea.
Is he serious?	Always.
Always.	If we're going to Virginia, why don't we drop by Fort Knox? I can fly a helicopter right in through the lobby and set it down inside the vault and it will be a hell of a lot easier than breaking into the God damn CIA.
They're dead. Jim's dead.	Take off your coat.
Take off your coat.	What?
What?	Take off your God damn coat!
Max made a deal with you?	I deliver the NOC list, Max delivers Job.
I deliver the NOC list, Max delivers Job.	We've got seventy-five rounds for your Glock 9, but only twenty for the Sig Sauer, one pair of Visco glasses with monitor, plenty of passports. You said it yourself -- if I'm not dead, I'm with you.
We've got seventy-five rounds for your Glock 9, but only twenty for the Sig Sauer, one pair of Visco glasses with monitor, plenty of passports. You said it yourself -- if I'm not dead, I'm with you.	You're sure about this?
You're sure about this?	Jim was my husband. I want to know who killed him. I want to get the son of a bitch who did this.
Jim was my husband. I want to know who killed him. I want to get the son of a bitch who did this.	We need help, and we don't have time. They have to be local.
We need help, and we don't have time. They have to be local.	What kind of help?
You seem hell bent on blaming yourself, Ethan.	Who else is left?
Who else is left?	Yes. I see your point.
Yes. I see your point.	Why was there another team?
Why was there another team?	What?
What?	Of IMF agents. At the Embassy. Tonight.
Of IMF agents. At the Embassy. Tonight.	I don't quite follow you.
I don't quite follow you.	Let's see if you can follow me around this room. The drunk Russians on the embankment at 7 and 8 o'clock...The couple waltzing around me at the Embassy at 9 and 11. The waiter behind Hannah at the top of the staircase - Bowtie, 12 o'clock. The other IMF team. You're worried about me. <u>Why</u>?
Let's see if you can follow me around this room. The drunk Russians on the embankment at 7 and 8 o'clock...The couple waltzing around me at the Embassy at 9 and 11. The waiter behind Hannah at the top of the staircase - Bowtie, 12 o'clock. The other IMF team. You're worried about me. <u>Why</u>?	You're right. Maybe this'll save some time.
Give me the God damn gum.	Just don't chew it.
He's got it. Saved your ass again Jack.	Give me a break, Pops.
Yeah, well, Jim, fact is I've got more than ninety days leave coming.	A hundred and sixty-seven, I think it is. Take it all, if you want. <u>After</u> this one.
A hundred and sixty-seven, I think it is. Take it all, if you want. <u>After</u> this one.	I thought I'd take some now.
I thought I'd take some now.	What the hell's made you decide to take your leave at the worst possible time? Claire's in a weird mood too.
What the hell's made you decide to take your leave at the worst possible time? Claire's in a weird mood too.	Oh? What's the problem?
Oh? What's the problem?	I don't know, I had to go to Chicago again. You were in Kiev. You tell me.
I don't know, I had to go to Chicago again. You were in Kiev. You tell me.	Tell you what?
Tell you what?	When you started noticing your short term memory loss. What <u>the problem was</u> you and Claire had in Kiev?
When you started noticing your short term memory loss. What <u>the problem was</u> you and Claire had in Kiev?	What problem?
What problem?	Ah, God, forget it. What are we talking burnout here?
Ah, God, forget it. What are we talking burnout here?	I guess.
I guess.	Ethan, you <u>can't</u> burn out.
Ethan, you <u>can't</u> burn out.	Why not?
Why not?	Because I can't afford it. And because you'd burn up before you'd burn out.
..when you think about it, Ethan, it was inevitable..no more Cold War. No more secrets you keep from everyone but yourself, operations you answer to no one but yourself. Then one morning you wake up and find out the President of the United States is running the country - <i>without your permission</i>. The son-of-a- bitch! How <i>dare</i> he? You realize itís over, youíre an obsolete piece of hardware not worth upgrading, youíve got a lousy marriage and sixty-two grand a year. Kittridge, weíll go after that no good son-of-a-bitch, big time!	We donít have to, Jim. Heíll come after us.
We donít have to, Jim. Heíll come after us.	Whatís going to make him do that?
Whatís going to make him do that?	What he didnít get in Prague. The NOC list.
What he didnít get in Prague. The NOC list.	Jesus, Ethan. Good for you.
Jesus, Ethan. Good for you.	A meeting tomorrow on the TGV, enroute to Paris.
A meeting tomorrow on the TGV, enroute to Paris.	Tight security. No guns. Real plus.
Tight security. No guns. Real plus.	If I supposedly deliver the NOC list to Max, Max has agreed to deliver Job to me. Iíll have Claire and Luther Stickell with me on the train. Marcel Krieger will have helicopter transport waiting in Paris.
Before London. But after you took the Bible out of the Drake Hotel in Chicago.	They stamped it, didnít they? Those damn Gideons.
Such a nice ass.	And a lonely ass.
Why not?	I don't know. Everything seems like nothing now against that I want you in my bed. I don't care if I burn in hell. I don't care if you burn in hell. The Past and Future is a joke to me now. I see that they're nothing, I see they ain't here. The only thing that's here is you. And me. I want you to come upstairs. Now. I tried to take everything last night, like you told me, but I couldn't. I couldn't take everything in a hundred years. It's the way we are. We compound each other.
I don't know. Everything seems like nothing now against that I want you in my bed. I don't care if I burn in hell. I don't care if you burn in hell. The Past and Future is a joke to me now. I see that they're nothing, I see they ain't here. The only thing that's here is you. And me. I want you to come upstairs. Now. I tried to take everything last night, like you told me, but I couldn't. I couldn't take everything in a hundred years. It's the way we are. We compound each other.	Let me go home.
Let me go home.	No.
No.	Let me go home.
Let me go home.	No.
No.	I'm freezing to death.
I'm freezing to death.	Come upstairs. I don't care why you come. No, that's not what I mean. Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is and I didn't know this either. But love don't make things nice, it ruins everything, it breaks your heart, it makes things a mess. We're not here to make things perfect. Snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. We are here to ruin ourselves and break our hearts and love the wrong people and die! The storybooks are bullshit. Come upstairs with me, baby! Don't try to live your life out to somebody else's idea of sweet happiness. Don't try to live on milk and cookies when what you want is meat! Red meat just like me! It's wolves run with wolves and nothing else! You're a wolf just like me! Come upstairs with me and get in my bed! Come on! Come on! Come on!
What the hell are you talking about? We're engaged.	Loretta, what are you talking about?
Loretta, what are you talking about?	I'm talking about a promise. You proposed to me!
What the hell happened to you?	Well. I don't really know where to start.
Well. I don't really know where to start.	Your hair's different.
Your hair's different.	Everything's different.
Everything's different.	Are you drunk?
Are you drunk?	No. Are you drunk?
No. Are you drunk?	No. But I have a hangover.
No. But I have a hangover.	Where's pop?
Where's pop?	Upstairs. Johnny Cammareri showed up last night.
You are indeed brave Sir knight, but the fight is mine.	Had enough?
Had enough?	You stupid bastard. You havn't got any arms left.
You stupid bastard. You havn't got any arms left.	Course I have.
Course I have.	Look!
Look!	What! Just a flesh wound.
What! Just a flesh wound.	Stop that.
Stop that.	Had enough ... ?
Had enough ... ?	I'll have your leg.
Who's that then?	I dunno, Must be a king.
I dunno, Must be a king.	Why?
Why?	He hasn't got shit all over him.
I don't want land.	Listen, Alice ...
Listen, Alice ...	Herbert.
Herbert.	Herbert ... We built this castle on a bloody swamp, we need all the land we can get.
Herbert ... We built this castle on a bloody swamp, we need all the land we can get.	But I don't like her.
But I don't like her.	Don't like her? What's wrong with her? She's beautiful ... she's rich ... she's got huge tracts of land ...
Don't like her? What's wrong with her? She's beautiful ... she's rich ... she's got huge tracts of land ...	I know ... but ... I want the girl that I marry to have ... a certain ... special ... something ...
You tit. I soiled my armour I was so scared!	That rabbit's got a vicious streak. It's a killer!
\| You turd! + Mangy scots git!	Look. I'm warning you.
Look. I'm warning you.	What's he do? Nibble your bum?
What's he do? Nibble your bum?	Well, It's got huge ... very sharp ... it can jump a... look at the bones.
Prince Leopold? Is he the one who bleeds all day? So what does his valet do? Wash his poultices for him?	It's better than shovelling horse shit.
It's better than shovelling horse shit.	If you were looking for promotion, you should have picked one of the healthier ones.
If you were looking for promotion, you should have picked one of the healthier ones.	She's hardly a full hamper herself.
She's hardly a full hamper herself.	It's only grief makes her like she is.
It's only grief makes her like she is.	Three years, John. Is that not a bit long to be grieving?
Three years, John. Is that not a bit long to be grieving?	She loved him.
She loved him.	Come on, man. There's love and there's ...
Come on, man. There's love and there's ...	What?
What?	You know what I mean.
You know what I mean.	I'm not sure I do, Archie.
I'm not sure I do, Archie.	There's love and there's behaving like you do because there's nobody to tell you not to.
What are you doing?!	I'm getting dressed.
I'm getting dressed.	You've got three broken ribs, man!
You've got three broken ribs, man!	I've got my duties to attend to.

You wanted the disease in order to peddle the cure.

Well, the thought had occurred to me. I needed Chimera in order to peddle Bellerophon. For hero to be appreciated, you need a monster. Now that's not so difficult to understand, is it? Look, time was a shot of penicillin could knock off every bloody bug in the zoo! Not anymore!..have you any idea the R&D money it takes to float one little pissy boutique antibiotic that's barely effective against one strain of one bacterium? If I couldn't makes money killing the microscopic little shits that are out there, you'd help me put one out there I can make on!..there it is. I've confessed. I, John C. McCloy, am in business to make money. Lilly's making billions feeding Prozac to depressed dogs. Pfizer doesn't even know where to put the money they're making on Viagra, and let me tell you that shit didn't do a thing for me even at twice the recommended dose, Jesus, who do I have to screw to get a a break!..now get me out of here, get me treated and let's go back to work!..

You know, I think it's a little late for that. Do give my regards to Gradski if you see him.

Nothing but civilians, Gene.

This is bullshit - we donít even know what Max looks like.

Maybe we donít have to know what he looks like. If heís got that list, heís going to want to check it. We should be looking for laptops.

Good idea.

Is he serious?

Always.

If we're going to Virginia, why don't we drop by Fort Knox? I can fly a helicopter right in through the lobby and set it down inside the vault and it will be a hell of a lot easier than breaking into the God damn CIA.

They're dead. Jim's dead.

Take off your coat.

What?

Take off your God damn coat!

Max made a deal with you?

I deliver the NOC list, Max delivers Job.

We've got seventy-five rounds for your Glock 9, but only twenty for the Sig Sauer, one pair of Visco glasses with monitor, plenty of passports. You said it yourself -- if I'm not dead, I'm with you.

You're sure about this?

Jim was my husband. I want to know who killed him. I want to get the son of a bitch who did this.

We need help, and we don't have time. They have to be local.

What kind of help?

You seem hell bent on blaming yourself, Ethan.

Who else is left?

Yes. I see your point.

Why was there another team?

What?

Of IMF agents. At the Embassy. Tonight.

I don't quite follow you.

Let's see if you can follow me around this room. The drunk Russians on the embankment at 7 and 8 o'clock...The couple waltzing around me at the Embassy at 9 and 11. The waiter behind Hannah at the top of the staircase - Bowtie, 12 o'clock. The other IMF team. You're worried about me. Why?

You're right. Maybe this'll save some time.

Give me the God damn gum.

Just don't chew it.

He's got it. Saved your ass again Jack.

Give me a break, Pops.

Yeah, well, Jim, fact is I've got more than ninety days leave coming.

A hundred and sixty-seven, I think it is. Take it all, if you want. After this one.

I thought I'd take some now.

What the hell's made you decide to take your leave at the worst possible time? Claire's in a weird mood too.

Oh? What's the problem?

I don't know, I had to go to Chicago again. You were in Kiev. You tell me.

Tell you what?

When you started noticing your short term memory loss. What the problem was you and Claire had in Kiev?

What problem?

Ah, God, forget it. What are we talking burnout here?

I guess.

Ethan, you can't burn out.

Why not?

Because I can't afford it. And because you'd burn up before you'd burn out.

..when you think about it, Ethan, it was inevitable..no more Cold War. No more secrets you keep from everyone but yourself, operations you answer to no one but yourself. Then one morning you wake up and find out the President of the United States is running the country - without your permission. The son-of-a- bitch! How dare he? You realize itís over, youíre an obsolete piece of hardware not worth upgrading, youíve got a lousy marriage and sixty-two grand a year. Kittridge, weíll go after that no good son-of-a-bitch, big time!

We donít have to, Jim. Heíll come after us.

Whatís going to make him do that?

What he didnít get in Prague. The NOC list.

Jesus, Ethan. Good for you.

A meeting tomorrow on the TGV, enroute to Paris.

Tight security. No guns. Real plus.

If I supposedly deliver the NOC list to Max, Max has agreed to deliver Job to me. Iíll have Claire and Luther Stickell with me on the train. Marcel Krieger will have helicopter transport waiting in Paris.

Before London. But after you took the Bible out of the Drake Hotel in Chicago.

They stamped it, didnít they? Those damn Gideons.

Such a nice ass.

And a lonely ass.

Why not?

I don't know. Everything seems like nothing now against that I want you in my bed. I don't care if I burn in hell. I don't care if you burn in hell. The Past and Future is a joke to me now. I see that they're nothing, I see they ain't here. The only thing that's here is you. And me. I want you to come upstairs. Now. I tried to take everything last night, like you told me, but I couldn't. I couldn't take everything in a hundred years. It's the way we are. We compound each other.

Let me go home.

No.

Let me go home.

No.

I'm freezing to death.

Come upstairs. I don't care why you come. No, that's not what I mean. Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is and I didn't know this either. But love don't make things nice, it ruins everything, it breaks your heart, it makes things a mess. We're not here to make things perfect. Snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. We are here to ruin ourselves and break our hearts and love the wrong people and die! The storybooks are bullshit. Come upstairs with me, baby! Don't try to live your life out to somebody else's idea of sweet happiness. Don't try to live on milk and cookies when what you want is meat! Red meat just like me! It's wolves run with wolves and nothing else! You're a wolf just like me! Come upstairs with me and get in my bed! Come on! Come on! Come on!

What the hell are you talking about? We're engaged.

Loretta, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about a promise. You proposed to me!

What the hell happened to you?

Well. I don't really know where to start.

Your hair's different.

Everything's different.

Are you drunk?

No. Are you drunk?

No. But I have a hangover.

Where's pop?

Upstairs. Johnny Cammareri showed up last night.

You are indeed brave Sir knight, but the fight is mine.

Had enough?

You stupid bastard. You havn't got any arms left.

Course I have.

Look!

What! Just a flesh wound.

Stop that.

Had enough ... ?

I'll have your leg.

Who's that then?

I dunno, Must be a king.

Why?

He hasn't got shit all over him.

I don't want land.

Listen, Alice ...

Herbert.

Herbert ... We built this castle on a bloody swamp, we need all the land we can get.

But I don't like her.

Don't like her? What's wrong with her? She's beautiful ... she's rich ... she's got huge tracts of land ...

I know ... but ... I want the girl that I marry to have ... a certain ... special ... something ...

You tit. I soiled my armour I was so scared!

That rabbit's got a vicious streak. It's a killer!

| You turd! + Mangy scots git!

Look. I'm warning you.

What's he do? Nibble your bum?

Well, It's got huge ... very sharp ... it can jump a... look at the bones.

Prince Leopold? Is he the one who bleeds all day? So what does his valet do? Wash his poultices for him?

It's better than shovelling horse shit.

If you were looking for promotion, you should have picked one of the healthier ones.

She's hardly a full hamper herself.

It's only grief makes her like she is.

Three years, John. Is that not a bit long to be grieving?

She loved him.

Come on, man. There's love and there's ...

What?

You know what I mean.

I'm not sure I do, Archie.

There's love and there's behaving like you do because there's nobody to tell you not to.

What are you doing?!

I'm getting dressed.

You've got three broken ribs, man!

I've got my duties to attend to.