MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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California? Is your name Felson? Eddie Felson?	That's right.
That's right.	I hear you've been looking for me.
I hear you've been looking for me.	Yeah. That's right, too.
Yeah. That's right, too.	Big John! You think this boy is a hustler?
Boy, he is great! Jeez, that old fat man. Look at the way he moves. Like a dancer.	Twelve. Cross side.
Your shot.	You miss? Well, you don't leave much when you miss, do you, fat man?
You miss? Well, you don't leave much when you miss, do you, fat man?	That's what the game's all about.
That's what the game's all about.	Mm hm... Two ball, side pocket.
Very good shot.	You know I gotta hunch, fat man. I gotta hunch it's me from here on in... One ball, corner pocket. I mean, that ever happen to you? When all of a sudden you feel like you can't miss? I dreamed about this game, fat man. I dreamed about this game every night on the road... five ball... You know, this is my table, man. I own it.
What the hell is the point of having a beeper if you don't turn it on?	It was turned on. I was ignoring you. What's the big emergency?
It was turned on. I was ignoring you. What's the big emergency?	Started this morning. Every channel is making like it's nineteen fifty. Snow, static, all kinds of distortions. No one knows what the hell is going on.
What the hell is this?	So sue me.
What the hell is that?	This, pops, is every phone book in America.
This, pops, is every phone book in America.	You think an important person like Constance is going to be listed?
You think an important person like Constance is going to be listed?	She always keeps her portable phone listed, for emergencies. Sometimes it's just her first initial, sometime her nickname...
David, David! What the hell are you doing!?	I'm making a mess.
I'm making a mess.	This I can see.
This I can see.	We've gotta burn the rain forest, Pops. Dump toxic waste, pollute the air, rip up the ozone. Maybe if we screw this planet up enough they won't want it anymore.
We've gotta burn the rain forest, Pops. Dump toxic waste, pollute the air, rip up the ozone. Maybe if we screw this planet up enough they won't want it anymore.	David, you're drunk.
We're loose!	Doesn't matter. Game's over.
Doesn't matter. Game's over.	I don't hear no fat lady.
Organize every plane you can find and get some Goddamned pilots to fly them.	Yes, Sir.
You scared the hell out of me.	Yeah, but what an entrance!
Yeah, but what an entrance!	Dick-weed.
Dick-weed.	Butt-munch.
I don't believe it. They make you learn how to fly everything from an Apache to a Harrier and still they turn you down? What else do they want you to learn?	How to kiss ass.
I don't need it.	Just take it, dick head. Alicia! Make sure he takes his medicine.
Just what the hell do you think you're doing?	I'm bringing home the bacon. Earning my keep. And doing a fine job if I do say so myself.
I'm bringing home the bacon. Earning my keep. And doing a fine job if I do say so myself.	It's the wrong field, you idiot! Lucas' farm is on the other side of town.
It's the wrong field, you idiot! Lucas' farm is on the other side of town.	You sure?
You sure?	Damn it, he was doing you a favor. You know how hard it is to find someone who doesn't think you're completely crazy? What are we supposed to do now? Huh? Where are we supposed to go now?
They let you out?	Just what the hell do you think you're doing?
What the hell's going on?	We're leaving.
Why the hell wasn't I told about this place?	Two words, Mr. President. Plausible deniability.
Look out, damn it, I need that antidote!	Who cares? Where's that diamond!
Are you crazy, a lift raft?! We're not sinking, we're crashing!	Get over here, damn it! Short Round, come on, grab onto me tight!
Wait -- what're you doing?	I'm going down.
I'm going down.	Down? Down there?! Are you crazy!
Down? Down there?! Are you crazy!	I'm not leaving without those stones.
I'm not leaving without those stones.	You're gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory!
You're gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory!	Maybe... someday. Not today.
Get your breathing down. You sound like a cement mixer.	Can't see a Goddamn thi..
They could put you back in the tube..	I'd be helpless and useless. They don't have the PEM. Without that...there's no chance.
I'd be helpless and useless. They don't have the PEM. Without that...there's no chance.	Well...they sure as hell aren't gonna get it for you.
Well...they sure as hell aren't gonna get it for you.	They're busy covering their asses. They're not the type of people we need."
They're busy covering their asses. They're not the type of people we need."	Yeah...Who is?
Yeah...Who is?	I am. You are.
I am. You are.	You are CRAZY!
You are CRAZY!	You're the one talking to a little guy in your head. ...We'll have to do it on our own.
You're the one talking to a little guy in your head. ...We'll have to do it on our own.	What do you mean we.
What do you mean we.	You gotta help.
You gotta help.	I did. I brought you back here.
I did. I brought you back here.	We're a team...My...talent. Your... mobility.
We're a team...My...talent. Your... mobility.	Thanks.
Thanks.	Think of the scientific data we'll gain. Come on, lets get out of here.
Think of the scientific data we'll gain. Come on, lets get out of here.	I'm not leaving until you do.
Holy shit!	What is it?
What is it?	...Just beautiful.
What do I do?	Don't just stand there, say something.
Don't just stand there, say something.	What?
What?	Anything. Aw hell...Just tell her the truth.
...Joe.	No...you idiot!
I feel like an idiot.	Just hold them close and stay still.
You sure this will work?	Not sure at all.
Not sure at all.	Well at least talk it up, then. I feel like an idiot.
Well at least talk it up, then. I feel like an idiot.	Just say the words. Just like I told you.
How's that for fucking Savoir Fair!	Sir?
Screw the PEM...What about Al...	Poor bastard.
When's your deadline?	Monday.
Monday.	Push it.
Push it.	What? Forget it.
What? Forget it.	It's a smear campaign, Charlie.
It's a smear campaign, Charlie.	It's drawn from a selectively circulated...
It's drawn from a selectively circulated...	Oh, it's real selective... about as hard to get a hold of as the Manhattan phone book.
Oh, it's real selective... about as hard to get a hold of as the Manhattan phone book.	Well, it's authoritative and is overwhelmingly documented.
Well, it's authoritative and is overwhelmingly documented.	And it's bullshit. And if I'm right, are you going to put the Journal's reputation behind a story that's going to blow up in your face?
And it's bullshit. And if I'm right, are you going to put the Journal's reputation behind a story that's going to blow up in your face?	I'll take a look at what you got. But I'm not moving any deadlines 'cause you say so.
Shit...	Oh, we need cops on the street. We don't need them on horses.
Oh, we need cops on the street. We don't need them on horses.	I don't know what he was thinking.
I don't know what he was thinking.	Oh, for God's sake, what has this guy got, a horse fetish?
Oh, for God's sake, what has this guy got, a horse fetish?	Alright, alright.
Alright, alright.	Get me to New Orleans this afternoon. I'll shoot the fucking thing myself!
What was that about?	Get me Wigand.
Get me Wigand.	Sure.
Sure.	...fuck is this? Fuck!
Are you suggesting that she and Eric are influenced by money?	Oh, no, of course they're not influenced by money. They work for free. And you are a Volunteer Executive Producer.
Oh, no, of course they're not influenced by money. They work for free. And you are a Volunteer Executive Producer.	CBS does not do that. And, you're questioning our journalistic integrity?!
CBS does not do that. And, you're questioning our journalistic integrity?!	No, I'm questioning your hearing! You hear "reasonable" and "tortious interference." I hear... "Potential Brown & Williamson lawsuit jeopardizing the sale of CBS to Westinghouse." I hear... "Shut the segment down. Cut Wigand loose. Obey orders. And fuck off...!" That's what I hear.
No, I'm questioning your hearing! You hear "reasonable" and "tortious interference." I hear... "Potential Brown & Williamson lawsuit jeopardizing the sale of CBS to Westinghouse." I hear... "Shut the segment down. Cut Wigand loose. Obey orders. And fuck off...!" That's what I hear.	You're exaggerating!
You're exaggerating!	I am? You pay me to go get guys like Wigand, to draw him out. To get him to trust us, to get him to go on television. I do. I deliver him. He sits. He talks. He violates his own fucking confidentiality agreement. And he's only the key witness in the biggest public health reform issue, maybe the biggest, most-expensive corporate-malfeasance case in U.S. history. And Jeffrey Wigand, who's out on a limb, does he go on television and tell the truth? Yes. Is it newsworthy? Yes. Are we gonna air it? Of course not. Why? Because he's not telling the truth? No. Because he is telling the truth. That's why we're not going to air it. And the more truth he tells, the worse it gets!
I am? You pay me to go get guys like Wigand, to draw him out. To get him to trust us, to get him to go on television. I do. I deliver him. He sits. He talks. He violates his own fucking confidentiality agreement. And he's only the key witness in the biggest public health reform issue, maybe the biggest, most-expensive corporate-malfeasance case in U.S. history. And Jeffrey Wigand, who's out on a limb, does he go on television and tell the truth? Yes. Is it newsworthy? Yes. Are we gonna air it? Of course not. Why? Because he's not telling the truth? No. Because he is telling the truth. That's why we're not going to air it. And the more truth he tells, the worse it gets!	You are a fanatic. An anarchist. You know that? If we can't have a whole show, then I want half a show rather than no show. But oh, no, not you. You won't be satisfied unless you're putting the company at risk!
You are a fanatic. An anarchist. You know that? If we can't have a whole show, then I want half a show rather than no show. But oh, no, not you. You won't be satisfied unless you're putting the company at risk!	C'mon, what are you? And are you a businessman? Or are you a newsman?! Because that happens to be what Mike and I do for a living...
I'm staying right here. Doing my job. Fighting to get my show on the air. You don't like it? Hey, I'll tell you what... fire my ass...	End up in a high-profile lawsuit with Lowell, the First Amendment martyr? I don't think so. Take a look at this... This is a summary of a dossier that's being prepared.
What the hell are you doing?	What does it look like I'm doing? I'm editing.
What does it look like I'm doing? I'm editing.	No, not that. I'm talking about the Associated Press. They got this story that we pulled this interview and they talked to Mike and I. Did you tell them that we were lying?
No, not that. I'm talking about the Associated Press. They got this story that we pulled this interview and they talked to Mike and I. Did you tell them that we were lying?	No. I should have. I told them I disagreed with you, Mike and Kluster that this segment is as good as the original. I'm not lying for you. I'm not gonna shut up for you. Not on any of it.
No. I should have. I told them I disagreed with you, Mike and Kluster that this segment is as good as the original. I'm not lying for you. I'm not gonna shut up for you. Not on any of it.	Hey! I'm not going to fire you, okay? Take a vacation. Now!
The New York Times ran a blow by blow of what we talked about behind closed doors! You fucked us!	No, you fucked you! Don't invert stuff! Big Tobacco tried to smear Wigand; you bought it. The Wall Street Journal, here, not exactly a bastion of anti-capitalist sentiment, refutes Big Tobacco's smear campaign as the lowest form of character assassination! And now, even now, when every word of what Wigand has said on our show is printed, the entire deposition of his testimony in a court of law in the State of Mississippi, the cat totally out of the bag, you're still standing here debating! Don, what the hell else... do you need?
"I'm Lowell Bergman, I'm from '60 Minutes.'" You know, you take the "60 Minutes" out of that sentence, nobody returns your phone call. Maybe Wigand's right. Maybe I'm hooked. What am I hooked on? The rush? "60 Minutes"? What the hell for? Infotainment. It's so fucking useless, all of it.	So, it's a big country with a free press. You can go work somewhere else.
So, it's a big country with a free press. You can go work somewhere else.	Free press? Press is free... for anyone who owns one. Larry Tisch has a free press.

California? Is your name Felson? Eddie Felson?

That's right.

I hear you've been looking for me.

Yeah. That's right, too.

Big John! You think this boy is a hustler?

Boy, he is great! Jeez, that old fat man. Look at the way he moves. Like a dancer.

Twelve. Cross side.

Your shot.

You miss? Well, you don't leave much when you miss, do you, fat man?

That's what the game's all about.

Mm hm... Two ball, side pocket.

Very good shot.

You know I gotta hunch, fat man. I gotta hunch it's me from here on in... One ball, corner pocket. I mean, that ever happen to you? When all of a sudden you feel like you can't miss? I dreamed about this game, fat man. I dreamed about this game every night on the road... five ball... You know, this is my table, man. I own it.

What the hell is the point of having a beeper if you don't turn it on?

It was turned on. I was ignoring you. What's the big emergency?

Started this morning. Every channel is making like it's nineteen fifty. Snow, static, all kinds of distortions. No one knows what the hell is going on.

What the hell is this?

So sue me.

What the hell is that?

This, pops, is every phone book in America.

You think an important person like Constance is going to be listed?

She always keeps her portable phone listed, for emergencies. Sometimes it's just her first initial, sometime her nickname...

David, David! What the hell are you doing!?

I'm making a mess.

This I can see.

We've gotta burn the rain forest, Pops. Dump toxic waste, pollute the air, rip up the ozone. Maybe if we screw this planet up enough they won't want it anymore.

David, you're drunk.

We're loose!

Doesn't matter. Game's over.

I don't hear no fat lady.

Organize every plane you can find and get some Goddamned pilots to fly them.

Yes, Sir.

You scared the hell out of me.

Yeah, but what an entrance!

Dick-weed.

Butt-munch.

I don't believe it. They make you learn how to fly everything from an Apache to a Harrier and still they turn you down? What else do they want you to learn?

How to kiss ass.

I don't need it.

Just take it, dick head. Alicia! Make sure he takes his medicine.

Just what the hell do you think you're doing?

I'm bringing home the bacon. Earning my keep. And doing a fine job if I do say so myself.

It's the wrong field, you idiot! Lucas' farm is on the other side of town.

You sure?

Damn it, he was doing you a favor. You know how hard it is to find someone who doesn't think you're completely crazy? What are we supposed to do now? Huh? Where are we supposed to go now?

They let you out?

Just what the hell do you think you're doing?

What the hell's going on?

We're leaving.

Why the hell wasn't I told about this place?

Two words, Mr. President. Plausible deniability.

Look out, damn it, I need that antidote!

Who cares? Where's that diamond!

Are you crazy, a lift raft?! We're not sinking, we're crashing!

Get over here, damn it! Short Round, come on, grab onto me tight!

Wait -- what're you doing?

I'm going down.

Down? Down there?! Are you crazy!

I'm not leaving without those stones.

You're gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory!

Maybe... someday. Not today.

Get your breathing down. You sound like a cement mixer.

Can't see a Goddamn thi..

They could put you back in the tube..

I'd be helpless and useless. They don't have the PEM. Without that...there's no chance.

Well...they sure as hell aren't gonna get it for you.

They're busy covering their asses. They're not the type of people we need."

Yeah...Who is?

I am. You are.

You are CRAZY!

You're the one talking to a little guy in your head. ...We'll have to do it on our own.

What do you mean we.

You gotta help.

I did. I brought you back here.

We're a team...My...talent. Your... mobility.

Thanks.

Think of the scientific data we'll gain. Come on, lets get out of here.

I'm not leaving until you do.

Holy shit!

What is it?

...Just beautiful.

What do I do?

Don't just stand there, say something.

What?

Anything. Aw hell...Just tell her the truth.

...Joe.

No...you idiot!

I feel like an idiot.

Just hold them close and stay still.

You sure this will work?

Not sure at all.

Well at least talk it up, then. I feel like an idiot.

Just say the words. Just like I told you.

How's that for fucking Savoir Fair!

Sir?

Screw the PEM...What about Al...

Poor bastard.

When's your deadline?

Monday.

Push it.

What? Forget it.

It's a smear campaign, Charlie.

It's drawn from a selectively circulated...

Oh, it's real selective... about as hard to get a hold of as the Manhattan phone book.

Well, it's authoritative and is overwhelmingly documented.

And it's bullshit. And if I'm right, are you going to put the Journal's reputation behind a story that's going to blow up in your face?

I'll take a look at what you got. But I'm not moving any deadlines 'cause you say so.

Shit...

Oh, we need cops on the street. We don't need them on horses.

I don't know what he was thinking.

Oh, for God's sake, what has this guy got, a horse fetish?

Alright, alright.

Get me to New Orleans this afternoon. I'll shoot the fucking thing myself!

What was that about?

Get me Wigand.

Sure.

...fuck is this? Fuck!

Are you suggesting that she and Eric are influenced by money?

Oh, no, of course they're not influenced by money. They work for free. And you are a Volunteer Executive Producer.

CBS does not do that. And, you're questioning our journalistic integrity?!

No, I'm questioning your hearing! You hear "reasonable" and "tortious interference." I hear... "Potential Brown & Williamson lawsuit jeopardizing the sale of CBS to Westinghouse." I hear... "Shut the segment down. Cut Wigand loose. Obey orders. And fuck off...!" That's what I hear.

You're exaggerating!

I am? You pay me to go get guys like Wigand, to draw him out. To get him to trust us, to get him to go on television. I do. I deliver him. He sits. He talks. He violates his own fucking confidentiality agreement. And he's only the key witness in the biggest public health reform issue, maybe the biggest, most-expensive corporate-malfeasance case in U.S. history. And Jeffrey Wigand, who's out on a limb, does he go on television and tell the truth? Yes. Is it newsworthy? Yes. Are we gonna air it? Of course not. Why? Because he's not telling the truth? No. Because he is telling the truth. That's why we're not going to air it. And the more truth he tells, the worse it gets!

You are a fanatic. An anarchist. You know that? If we can't have a whole show, then I want half a show rather than no show. But oh, no, not you. You won't be satisfied unless you're putting the company at risk!

C'mon, what are you? And are you a businessman? Or are you a newsman?! Because that happens to be what Mike and I do for a living...

I'm staying right here. Doing my job. Fighting to get my show on the air. You don't like it? Hey, I'll tell you what... fire my ass...

End up in a high-profile lawsuit with Lowell, the First Amendment martyr? I don't think so. Take a look at this... This is a summary of a dossier that's being prepared.

What the hell are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing? I'm editing.

No, not that. I'm talking about the Associated Press. They got this story that we pulled this interview and they talked to Mike and I. Did you tell them that we were lying?

No. I should have. I told them I disagreed with you, Mike and Kluster that this segment is as good as the original. I'm not lying for you. I'm not gonna shut up for you. Not on any of it.

Hey! I'm not going to fire you, okay? Take a vacation. Now!

The New York Times ran a blow by blow of what we talked about behind closed doors! You fucked us!

No, you fucked you! Don't invert stuff! Big Tobacco tried to smear Wigand; you bought it. The Wall Street Journal, here, not exactly a bastion of anti-capitalist sentiment, refutes Big Tobacco's smear campaign as the lowest form of character assassination! And now, even now, when every word of what Wigand has said on our show is printed, the entire deposition of his testimony in a court of law in the State of Mississippi, the cat totally out of the bag, you're still standing here debating! Don, what the hell else... do you need?

"I'm Lowell Bergman, I'm from '60 Minutes.'" You know, you take the "60 Minutes" out of that sentence, nobody returns your phone call. Maybe Wigand's right. Maybe I'm hooked. What am I hooked on? The rush? "60 Minutes"? What the hell for? Infotainment. It's so fucking useless, all of it.

So, it's a big country with a free press. You can go work somewhere else.

Free press? Press is free... for anyone who owns one. Larry Tisch has a free press.