MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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You mean you'll give a girl a pill and she'll want to have sex?	No. The Pill will be for birth control. But girls do like sex. Maybe not the first time.
No. The Pill will be for birth control. But girls do like sex. Maybe not the first time.	Will you take of f your blouse?
Will you take of f your blouse?	Yes, every day. Maybe I shouldn't have worn that dress? I told Beth it was a bad idea. That's why they made me Queen.
No! Yes! I'll be right out, Dad. Oh shit! Peggy, I'm going to snap you out of it.	I couldn't help it I loved him.
I couldn't help it I loved him.	One... two... three. You are now awake.
You want some advice, friend? You get in your car, you pick up your family... and you get the hell out of that town.	Well... uh... thanks...
I was building a doggy door.	God damn it Gus, you dug up my wife! What the fuck is going on around here?!
Damn dog stuck his nose in on my rabbits and they ganged up on him. I swear that dog's an idiot.	Is he gonna be okay?
Not that much appreciation. I thought we were gonna tone down that flabby ass.	Hey, I'm so sorry I'm not the stud that you are.
I've never seen anybody punch Clyde before.	He pissed me off.
He pissed me off.	Sorry about your mom. I couldn't handle not having my mom around. Just having Gus...
Come on, that's just a bullshit story. You said so yourself...	What if it's not bullshit? If I bury Zowie there, and it works... ...he'll come back alive.
What if it's not bullshit? If I bury Zowie there, and it works... ...he'll come back alive.	Drew, I know your dog died, but... get a grip, man, you're freaking me out.
Drew, I know your dog died, but... get a grip, man, you're freaking me out.	Look, if there was even one chance in a million it'd work, wouldn't you want to try?
If MacroSystems wins, an energetic, young company will be destroyed, five thousand Americans will be out of work. Moreover, the laws of copyright and anti-trust were enacted to prevent exactly the kind of bullshit Macrosystems is trying to pull.	Andy, do you know who reps Kronos Inc.?
Andy, do you know who reps Kronos Inc.?	Bailey, Brackman.
Hold still. Shit. The goddamn vein's clotted. We have to go the goddamn hospital, so they can change the goddamn catheter.	I have too much work to do. Skip the treatment.
I have too much work to do. Skip the treatment.	We're not skipping this treatment.
We're not skipping this treatment.	I said, skip it, Michael. It's my treatment.
I said, skip it, Michael. It's my treatment.	Fuck you.
Fuck you.	Fuck you. This shit's probably not doing me any good anyway.
Fuck you. This shit's probably not doing me any good anyway.	That shit's saving your life, you asshole!
ALLRIGHT IT'S CLOSED! Jesus!	The least you can do is look at me, while I'm sticking this shit into your arm. Forget the fucking case, one hour a day, and give me a little of your time.
The least you can do is look at me, while I'm sticking this shit into your arm. Forget the fucking case, one hour a day, and give me a little of your time.	You don't think there's much time left, do you?
You don't think there's much time left, do you?	That's not what I said.
That's not what I said.	You're scared. You think we're near the end.
You're scared. You think we're near the end.	No.
No.	Maybe I should start making plans, is that what you think? Start planning my memorial service? "Begin to prepare for the inevitable."
Maybe I should start making plans, is that what you think? Start planning my memorial service? "Begin to prepare for the inevitable."	Maybe you should think about it.
Maybe you should think about it.	What's that mean?!
What's that mean?!	Maybe you should think about it.
Maybe you should think about it.	I'm not going to die.
I'm not going to die.	That's right. We're on the Positive Plan. You don't have a Fatal Disease, you have Manageable Illness.
That's right. We're on the Positive Plan. You don't have a Fatal Disease, you have Manageable Illness.	You want me to give up? Let this thing turn us into <u>victims</u>?
You want me to give up? Let this thing turn us into <u>victims</u>?	Then, what <u>are</u> we, Drew?! The <u>winners</u>? "Ladies and gentlemen, the first prize of AIDS goes to Andrew Beckett and his lover Miguel..." Excuse me, I'm not your lover. I'm your Care Partner. FUCK!
Then, what <u>are</u> we, Drew?! The <u>winners</u>? "Ladies and gentlemen, the first prize of AIDS goes to Andrew Beckett and his lover Miguel..." Excuse me, I'm not your lover. I'm your Care Partner. FUCK!	I'm not ready to die.
I'm not ready to die.	Do you think I'm ready for it?! I hate this shit. I'm not a fucking martyr! I hate every goddamn part of it!
Hell, they are staring. What's that shit on your face?	Makeup.
Okay... They want you out. It's against the law to fire you for having AIDS, so they make you look like a fuck up. Which leads us to the mysterious, lost file.	They sabotaged me.
They sabotaged me.	I knew you were going to say that. I don't buy it, and I don't see a case.
I knew you were going to say that. I don't buy it, and I don't see a case.	Look. I know I have a case. If you don't want to take it for personal reasons...
Look. I know I have a case. If you don't want to take it for personal reasons...	Correct. I don't.
I thought I was supposed to be covering for you. God, Andy, you look awful.	Fucking Word Processing lost my Kronos complaint. Which must be filed by fucking five o'clock! If it's late, there's no case... Every problem has a solution.
Fucking Word Processing lost my Kronos complaint. Which must be filed by fucking five o'clock! If it's late, there's no case... Every problem has a solution.	What can I do?
What can I do?	Get down to Word Processing. Help Jamey look.
What kind of movies do they show there?	Gay movies.
Gay movies.	Gay <u>pornographic</u> movies?
Gay <u>pornographic</u> movies?	Yes.
Yes.	Do men have sex with each other in that theater?
Do men have sex with each other in that theater?	Yes.
A homosexual encounter.	Get real.
Get real.	Unprotected sex with a prostitute.
Unprotected sex with a prostitute.	Uh.... No. Not really.
Uh.... No. Not really.	Or unprotected sex with someone you didn't know very well, any time during the last twelve years.
Good school. What year?	Second.
Second.	Great.
Great.	Would you like to have a drink with me? I just finished a game, I could use a beer. I don't pick up people in drug stores every day.
Would you like to have a drink with me? I just finished a game, I could use a beer. I don't pick up people in drug stores every day.	Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... do you think... ? You think <u>I'm</u>... ... gay?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... do you think... ? You think <u>I'm</u>... ... gay?	Aren't you?
Aren't you?	What's the matter with you? Do I look gay to you?
What's the matter with you? Do I look gay to you?	Do I look gay to you? Relax.
Do I look gay to you? Relax.	Relax? I ought to kick your faggoty little ass for you!
Relax? I ought to kick your faggoty little ass for you!	Take it as a compliment. Geesh.
Don't you know this is exactly the kind of bullshit that makes people hate you guys?	Fuck you! You want to kick my ass? You want to try? Asshole.
Fuck you! You want to kick my ass? You want to try? Asshole.	You're the asshole, buddy.
You're the asshole, buddy.	Get a life.
Don't know, Joe.	Is there some kind of expression I've picked up from Beckett?! Some kind of fairy attitude I've unconsciously adopted?! Am I walking different?! Some kind of vocal thing?! Have I picked up some kind of homo <u>vibe</u>?!
Is there some kind of expression I've picked up from Beckett?! Some kind of fairy attitude I've unconsciously adopted?! Am I walking different?! Some kind of vocal thing?! Have I picked up some kind of homo <u>vibe</u>?!	Have you changed your aftershave?
Have you changed your aftershave?	Very funny. I had a box of Pampers under my arm for Chrissake!
Joe?	Yeah... ?
Yeah... ?	Two men making love... ? Now tell me again... <u>why</u> is that disgusting?
Two men making love... ? Now tell me again... <u>why</u> is that disgusting?	Lisa, c'mon. One guy sticking his dick in another guy's mouth? It's disgusting.
Okay, so... help me with this one, Joe... Is it disgusting for someone to put his dick into someone's mouth? Or, is it disgusting for someone to take a dick into <u>their</u> mouth?	Great, Lisa. Thank you.
That's kind of... extreme, Walt. Andy's private life is none of our business.	Bob. You're trying my patience. Andrew Beckett is making his private life our business. We gave him Kronos. Did he say, "I'm sick. I might not be able to see this through?"
Bob. You're trying my patience. Andrew Beckett is making his private life our business. We gave him Kronos. Did he say, "I'm sick. I might not be able to see this through?"	He was doing a great job.
He was doing a great job.	Bob. I must ask you to shut the fuck up. Did Andrew Beckett say "I might not be able to serve our clients to the <u>best of my ability</u>?" He said nothing. And now, Andrew Beckett proposes to haul me into a court of law, to sling accusations at me, in full view of the entire, Philadelphia, judicial establishment. My God.
Riddick? What the hell are you --	<u>Listen</u>.
I promised them we'd go back with more light. And that's exactly what we're gonna do..	Think you've mistaken me for somebody who gives a fuck.
Think you've mistaken me for somebody who gives a fuck.	What, you're afraid?
What, you're afraid?	Confusin' me with Johns now -- fear was <u>his</u> monkey. I only deal in life and death. All that stuff in between? Some shade of grey my eyes don't see.
Confusin' me with Johns now -- fear was <u>his</u> monkey. I only deal in life and death. All that stuff in between? Some shade of grey my eyes don't see.	<u>I trusted you</u>, Riddick. Goddamn, I trusted that some part of you wanted to rejoin the human race.
<u>I trusted you</u>, Riddick. Goddamn, I trusted that some part of you wanted to rejoin the human race.	Truthfully? I wouldn't know how.
He used that?	Sir Shiv-a-lot. He likes to cut.
Sir Shiv-a-lot. He likes to cut.	So why isn't it all bloody?
So why isn't it all bloody?	I assume he licked it clean.
Let's board this up and get the hell gone. They seem to stick to the dark, so if we stick to daylight, should be all --	60 years ago.
60 years ago.	Wha'?
...need those cells from the crash ship. Shit, still gotta check out the hull, patch the wings --	Let's wait on the power cells.
Let's wait on the power cells.	Wait for what? Until it's so dark we can't even find our way back to --
Wait for what? Until it's so dark we can't even find our way back to --	We're not sure <u>when</u> it happens, so let's not --
We're not sure <u>when</u> it happens, so let's not --	<u>Get the fucking cells over here</u>, Johns. What's the discussion?
You have a little caffeine in the morning, I have a little morphine. So what?	And here you got two mornings every day. Wow, were you <u>born</u> lucky?
And here you got two mornings every day. Wow, were you <u>born</u> lucky?	Not a problem unless you're gonna make --
Not a problem unless you're gonna make --	<u>You</u> made it a problem when you let Owens die like that. When you had enough drugs to knock out a fucking mule-team.
<u>You</u> made it a problem when you let Owens die like that. When you had enough drugs to knock out a fucking mule-team.	Owens was already dead. His brain just hadn't caught on to that fact.
Owens was already dead. His brain just hadn't caught on to that fact.	Anything <u>else</u> we should know about you, Johns? Christ, here I am lettin' you play games with our lives when --
How much you weigh, Johns?	What the hell's it matter?
What the hell's it matter?	How much?
How much?	79 kilos.
79 kilos.	Because you're 79 kilos of gutless white meat, and <u>that's</u> why you can't come up with a better plan.

You mean you'll give a girl a pill and she'll want to have sex?

No. The Pill will be for birth control. But girls do like sex. Maybe not the first time.

Will you take of f your blouse?

Yes, every day. Maybe I shouldn't have worn that dress? I told Beth it was a bad idea. That's why they made me Queen.

No! Yes! I'll be right out, Dad. Oh shit! Peggy, I'm going to snap you out of it.

I couldn't help it I loved him.

One... two... three. You are now awake.

You want some advice, friend? You get in your car, you pick up your family... and you get the hell out of that town.

Well... uh... thanks...

I was building a doggy door.

God damn it Gus, you dug up my wife! What the fuck is going on around here?!

Damn dog stuck his nose in on my rabbits and they ganged up on him. I swear that dog's an idiot.

Is he gonna be okay?

Not that much appreciation. I thought we were gonna tone down that flabby ass.

Hey, I'm so sorry I'm not the stud that you are.

I've never seen anybody punch Clyde before.

He pissed me off.

Sorry about your mom. I couldn't handle not having my mom around. Just having Gus...

Come on, that's just a bullshit story. You said so yourself...

What if it's not bullshit? If I bury Zowie there, and it works... ...he'll come back alive.

Drew, I know your dog died, but... get a grip, man, you're freaking me out.

Look, if there was even one chance in a million it'd work, wouldn't you want to try?

If MacroSystems wins, an energetic, young company will be destroyed, five thousand Americans will be out of work. Moreover, the laws of copyright and anti-trust were enacted to prevent exactly the kind of bullshit Macrosystems is trying to pull.

Andy, do you know who reps Kronos Inc.?

Bailey, Brackman.

Hold still. Shit. The goddamn vein's clotted. We have to go the goddamn hospital, so they can change the goddamn catheter.

I have too much work to do. Skip the treatment.

We're not skipping this treatment.

I said, skip it, Michael. It's my treatment.

Fuck you.

Fuck you. This shit's probably not doing me any good anyway.

That shit's saving your life, you asshole!

ALLRIGHT IT'S CLOSED! Jesus!

The least you can do is look at me, while I'm sticking this shit into your arm. Forget the fucking case, one hour a day, and give me a little of your time.

You don't think there's much time left, do you?

That's not what I said.

You're scared. You think we're near the end.

No.

Maybe I should start making plans, is that what you think? Start planning my memorial service? "Begin to prepare for the inevitable."

Maybe you should think about it.

What's that mean?!

Maybe you should think about it.

I'm not going to die.

That's right. We're on the Positive Plan. You don't have a Fatal Disease, you have Manageable Illness.

You want me to give up? Let this thing turn us into victims?

Then, what are we, Drew?! The winners? "Ladies and gentlemen, the first prize of AIDS goes to Andrew Beckett and his lover Miguel..." Excuse me, I'm not your lover. I'm your Care Partner. FUCK!

I'm not ready to die.

Do you think I'm ready for it?! I hate this shit. I'm not a fucking martyr! I hate every goddamn part of it!

Hell, they are staring. What's that shit on your face?

Makeup.

Okay... They want you out. It's against the law to fire you for having AIDS, so they make you look like a fuck up. Which leads us to the mysterious, lost file.

They sabotaged me.

I knew you were going to say that. I don't buy it, and I don't see a case.

Look. I know I have a case. If you don't want to take it for personal reasons...

Correct. I don't.

I thought I was supposed to be covering for you. God, Andy, you look awful.

Fucking Word Processing lost my Kronos complaint. Which must be filed by fucking five o'clock! If it's late, there's no case... Every problem has a solution.

What can I do?

Get down to Word Processing. Help Jamey look.

What kind of movies do they show there?

Gay movies.

Gay pornographic movies?

Yes.

Do men have sex with each other in that theater?

Yes.

A homosexual encounter.

Get real.

Unprotected sex with a prostitute.

Uh.... No. Not really.

Or unprotected sex with someone you didn't know very well, any time during the last twelve years.

Good school. What year?

Second.

Great.

Would you like to have a drink with me? I just finished a game, I could use a beer. I don't pick up people in drug stores every day.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... do you think... ? You think I'm... ... gay?

Aren't you?

What's the matter with you? Do I look gay to you?

Do I look gay to you? Relax.

Relax? I ought to kick your faggoty little ass for you!

Take it as a compliment. Geesh.

Don't you know this is exactly the kind of bullshit that makes people hate you guys?

Fuck you! You want to kick my ass? You want to try? Asshole.

You're the asshole, buddy.

Get a life.

Don't know, Joe.

Is there some kind of expression I've picked up from Beckett?! Some kind of fairy attitude I've unconsciously adopted?! Am I walking different?! Some kind of vocal thing?! Have I picked up some kind of homo vibe?!

Have you changed your aftershave?

Very funny. I had a box of Pampers under my arm for Chrissake!

Joe?

Yeah... ?

Two men making love... ? Now tell me again... why is that disgusting?

Lisa, c'mon. One guy sticking his dick in another guy's mouth? It's disgusting.

Okay, so... help me with this one, Joe... Is it disgusting for someone to put his dick into someone's mouth? Or, is it disgusting for someone to take a dick into their mouth?

Great, Lisa. Thank you.

That's kind of... extreme, Walt. Andy's private life is none of our business.

Bob. You're trying my patience. Andrew Beckett is making his private life our business. We gave him Kronos. Did he say, "I'm sick. I might not be able to see this through?"

He was doing a great job.

Bob. I must ask you to shut the fuck up. Did Andrew Beckett say "I might not be able to serve our clients to the best of my ability?" He said nothing. And now, Andrew Beckett proposes to haul me into a court of law, to sling accusations at me, in full view of the entire, Philadelphia, judicial establishment. My God.

Riddick? What the hell are you --

Listen.

I promised them we'd go back with more light. And that's exactly what we're gonna do..

Think you've mistaken me for somebody who gives a fuck.

What, you're afraid?

Confusin' me with Johns now -- fear was his monkey. I only deal in life and death. All that stuff in between? Some shade of grey my eyes don't see.

I trusted you, Riddick. Goddamn, I trusted that some part of you wanted to rejoin the human race.

Truthfully? I wouldn't know how.

He used that?

Sir Shiv-a-lot. He likes to cut.

So why isn't it all bloody?

I assume he licked it clean.

Let's board this up and get the hell gone. They seem to stick to the dark, so if we stick to daylight, should be all --

60 years ago.

Wha'?

...need those cells from the crash ship. Shit, still gotta check out the hull, patch the wings --

Let's wait on the power cells.

Wait for what? Until it's so dark we can't even find our way back to --

We're not sure when it happens, so let's not --

Get the fucking cells over here, Johns. What's the discussion?

You have a little caffeine in the morning, I have a little morphine. So what?

And here you got two mornings every day. Wow, were you born lucky?

Not a problem unless you're gonna make --

You made it a problem when you let Owens die like that. When you had enough drugs to knock out a fucking mule-team.

Owens was already dead. His brain just hadn't caught on to that fact.

Anything else we should know about you, Johns? Christ, here I am lettin' you play games with our lives when --

How much you weigh, Johns?

What the hell's it matter?

How much?

79 kilos.

Because you're 79 kilos of gutless white meat, and that's why you can't come up with a better plan.