MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Well he's a little fucking agitated -- he ripped the phone out.	I have to go face to face.
I want a plane waiting at the airport. I'll tell them where I want to go when I get there.	Is that all?
Is that all?	For now that's all.
For now that's all.	You'll get it. But, Joe, I want you to do something for me. Let me take a look around inside. Make sure everybody's okay.
You'll get it. But, Joe, I want you to do something for me. Let me take a look around inside. Make sure everybody's okay.	No. You just do shit for me right now.
Open your shirt.	I'm not wearing a wire. This is just between you and me.
I'm not wearing a wire. This is just between you and me.	Shut the fuck up and do what I say!
Don't go reading my lips, man. That's an intrusion. Save that shit for the sniper school. Comprende?	Sorry... Habit.
That's a lot of commitment. I admire that.	Do you really?
Do you really?	No. Actually I think it's fucking crazy, I don't know if I could do it.
No. Actually I think it's fucking crazy, I don't know if I could do it.	Thanks for clearing that up. I hear your former girlfriend is going out with Greg Barnett.
Thanks for clearing that up. I hear your former girlfriend is going out with Greg Barnett.	Where did you hear that?
Where did you hear that?	Around. Barnett's tough competition.
Around. Barnett's tough competition.	Yeah, well that's a sore subject, and therefore out of bounds to a young sprout of a hostage negotiator under my tutelage.
COME ON RUSSELL!... Who the fuck's Russell?!	The jockey!
The jockey!	COME ON, RUSSELL!
What the fuck is going on.	I don't know, but I've got to get on there.
I don't know, but I've got to get on there.	You're crazy.
You're crazy.	Pull up alongside.
It might have happened no matter who was up there.	Bullshit! Would it have happened to you?
Bullshit! Would it have happened to you?	Maybe... There's one thing you have to remember... You don't create the situations. You can only try to save people from them.
Maybe... There's one thing you have to remember... You don't create the situations. You can only try to save people from them.	I thought I could do it. I was so damn sure of myself. But I didn't know what to say. The words wouldn't come. My mouth turned to mush. You make it look so easy, Roper. But it is not. It's not easy. It's a different job than looking through the rifle scope.
I thought I could do it. I was so damn sure of myself. But I didn't know what to say. The words wouldn't come. My mouth turned to mush. You make it look so easy, Roper. But it is not. It's not easy. It's a different job than looking through the rifle scope.	That it is.
I know how you feel, Ray.	You don't know shit, and I suggest you leave.
Ray, if you walk out of here with me, I'll get you a job.	Doing what? Cleaning toilets?
Doing what? Cleaning toilets?	I can't guarantee you what it will be. But I swear on my life, I'll find you work.
I can't guarantee you what it will be. But I swear on my life, I'll find you work.	And why the fuck would you do that for me?
And why the fuck would you do that for me?	Not for you, Ray. For me. A close friend of mine was killed this week. The way I figure it, I stop you from doin' what you said, I'm one up on body count.
Not for you, Ray. For me. A close friend of mine was killed this week. The way I figure it, I stop you from doin' what you said, I'm one up on body count.	Who the fuck are you, Mother Teresa?
Who the fuck are you, Mother Teresa?	My name's Scott Roper.
Oh, hell, forget it. This won't work.	What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?	Something I guess I can't have anymore.
Something I guess I can't have anymore.	Don't try to make me feel guilty. The whole time we were together, you went out of your way to prove you didn't need me. Now, suddenly, for one night, you need me again. I can't do it. I can't be more than your friend. Because I know what will happen. In a few weeks you'll be back on top, and you'll shut me out just as soon as you don't need me again.
Don't try to make me feel guilty. The whole time we were together, you went out of your way to prove you didn't need me. Now, suddenly, for one night, you need me again. I can't do it. I can't be more than your friend. Because I know what will happen. In a few weeks you'll be back on top, and you'll shut me out just as soon as you don't need me again.	You think I didn't need you?
You think I didn't need you?	If you did, you never showed it.
If you did, you never showed it.	Ronnie...
How come in those foreign movies the young girl is always with some fat, old guy.	In Europe women find older men very sexy.
I don't think you're old and fat enough for me.	Use your imagination.
I've never seen sea so blue. Tahiti is magnificent, Scottie.	Yeah, I could get used to this Paradise shit.
You crazy? With all those people around?	Know what you are?! You're a prude, Roper.
Know what you are?! You're a prude, Roper.	The hell I am!
The hell I am!	Prude.
Prude.	First you want me to put on one of those skinny ass bathing suits -- tongs or thongs or whatever you call them -- with my butt cheeks wrapped around a piece of dental floss... No way.
Where's the damn wire?!	Here comes the wire... and... Backtrack gets up in the last jump. Cozy girl a very game second.
Here comes the wire... and... Backtrack gets up in the last jump. Cozy girl a very game second.	SHIT!
What do we got?	32 minutes ago the silent alarm went off, then the fire alarm. A unit was a block away, and the suspect got trapped inside.
32 minutes ago the silent alarm went off, then the fire alarm. A unit was a block away, and the suspect got trapped inside.	Any verification on numbers.
Any verification on numbers.	We've only seen and talked to one suspect. He calls himself "Joe". There's two jewelers, two salespeople, the manager, a security guard, and an elderly woman. This particular store is where they do a lot of jewelry making and repair. They have anywhere from 8 to 10 million in raw stones on any given day, so they sure as shit didn't just wander in. They knew what they were coming for.
We've only seen and talked to one suspect. He calls himself "Joe". There's two jewelers, two salespeople, the manager, a security guard, and an elderly woman. This particular store is where they do a lot of jewelry making and repair. They have anywhere from 8 to 10 million in raw stones on any given day, so they sure as shit didn't just wander in. They knew what they were coming for.	What have you promised them?
What have you promised them?	Just that I'd talk to my superiors.
You don't have much sex up there in the real world, do you?	No...
Where the hell are you going?	Unfinished business.
Unfinished business.	And what about the reconfiguration?
And what about the reconfiguration?	Perfect opportunity for you to demonstrate your continued worth.
Take care.	Take care? Where the hell are you going --
You're jumping to conclusions.	He's not plugged-into the system. He's in the fucking system!
Because why the hell would you be interested in a program that allows people to live inside your machines? I mean how much profit could there possibly be from owning the universe and selling space in it to people who are dying, or people who are just God-Damned sick of this world --	-- Come on, you know F.C.O. regs. Anyone caught with their R and D hand in the bio-digitization cookie jar spends the rest of their life in federal penitentiary. It's not worth it.
Be a hell of a lot easier to digitize a real person, then strip them down to a module you can use to make as many employee programs as you need.	Yes, in theory, I suppose that would work.
Don't know what you're talking about.	Of course you do. And the only shot you've got of keeping your ass from sinking in a sea of shit is to tell me where you got this program.
I had everything. Once.	So what happened?
So what happened?	Life knocked me back.
Life knocked me back.	I came into this world flat on my ass.
I came into this world flat on my ass.	And now you have everything.
And now you have everything.	No. Not everything.
No. Not everything.	Up down. Down up. It's the same. You see things through both eyes.
Up down. Down up. It's the same. You see things through both eyes.	I guess I am. Just a little.
I guess I am. Just a little.	What do you mean?
What do you mean?	Scared.
I ain't mad. I ain't even surprised. But I can't let ya fuck me. On the other hand, if ya got needs beyond the thirty-five, I'll advance it to you against our next deal on the same terms.	Could we step outside?
Masseria's confused. He can't figure whether you're workin' for Maranzano, or gettin' ready to kill the bastard. So he's spreadin' the word that you're goin' after Profaci because it happened on his turf. I figure Masseria's gonna try to rub out Profaci, and pin it on us. Then Maranzano will have to kill ya.	You got men on Profaci's place?
You got men on Profaci's place?	We got our boys paintin' the house next door. Around the clock. We're gonna keep old man Profaci alive if it takes twenty coats.
I think Maranzano's talkin' a hell of a deal.	Sure, Frankie. Fuck me. Fuck Meyer. Fuck Arnold Rothstein who's made us all rich. All so you can be an fuckin' honorary Sicilian!
Sure, Frankie. Fuck me. Fuck Meyer. Fuck Arnold Rothstein who's made us all rich. All so you can be an fuckin' honorary Sicilian!	Does Maranzano have to kiss you on the lips before you'll take his goddamn money?
Does Maranzano have to kiss you on the lips before you'll take his goddamn money?	If he's gonna fuck me up the ass!
I'm sorry, but I sleep better when I know I'm with the winning side.	We're gonna be the winning side. It's like Rothstein said about that guy in Austria. We're gonna use Maranzano and Masseria. Let 'em knock each other bloody. And then, when everybody's screamin' for peace, we step in to make it. What they're fight in' over, everybody will beg us to take.
We're gonna be the winning side. It's like Rothstein said about that guy in Austria. We're gonna use Maranzano and Masseria. Let 'em knock each other bloody. And then, when everybody's screamin' for peace, we step in to make it. What they're fight in' over, everybody will beg us to take.	I thought we just wanted to be left alone to run our business.
You could have stopped him.	Ya never tell a guy about a broad.
Ya never tell a guy about a broad.	So you all make the same mistakes?
So you all make the same mistakes?	Gives us something in common.
Bugsy, you and I don't need to be in business with Maranzano. We got more jobs than we can handle. That's not the problem.	So what is the problem?
So what is the problem?	The minute we sell out to Maranzano, that bastard is gonna have you knocked off.
Tommy Reina's gone over to Maranzano, but so far Masseria ain't lifted a finger,	The fat man's scared. Scared of us, and scared without us. Same with Maranzano. We gotta get their minds back on each other. This fuckin' peace is killin' us.
The fat man's scared. Scared of us, and scared without us. Same with Maranzano. We gotta get their minds back on each other. This fuckin' peace is killin' us.	We can get the war started tomorrow, but it won't be pretty.
We can get the war started tomorrow, but it won't be pretty.	Who?
Who?	Tommy Reina.
Meyer, ain't anybody ever told you ya look more like a bookkeeper than a fuckin' mobster?	What's your problem?
What's your problem?	It's just that Maranzano's the only bastard I ever heard brag about gettin' audited by the IRS. He came out clean, so he thinks his shit don't stink.
It's just that Maranzano's the only bastard I ever heard brag about gettin' audited by the IRS. He came out clean, so he thinks his shit don't stink.	Is there a fuckin' point comin' up anytime soon?
Is there a fuckin' point comin' up anytime soon?	Seein' he loved the experience so much, I think we outta give him the pleasure again.
Yeah. So who the fuck does?	Come on. Tell us, Shitface.
I like that.	Whatta ya mean, Boss?
Whatta ya mean, Boss?	Ya piss like a man.
Tommy tells me that Capone's coming in from Chicago.	He's trying to make it.
He's trying to make it.	He'll think something's wrong I ain't there.
He'll think something's wrong I ain't there.	He'll know you were smart enough to stay away, Boss.
He'll know you were smart enough to stay away, Boss.	What the fuck does that mean?
What the fuck does that mean?	You know that if you come, we gotta invite Maranzano.
You know that if you come, we gotta invite Maranzano.	So fuck him. I don't care anymore. Let him come.
So fuck him. I don't care anymore. Let him come.	So he can talk to all the families behind your back? Maybe have his own meet at 3:00 AM under the goddamn boardwalk? No. You're too smart for a sucker play.
If I wanted ta kill ya, I woulda done it long ago. It's not like you ain't given me reason.	I'm still the Boss of All the Bosses! And you'll do what I say!

Well he's a little fucking agitated -- he ripped the phone out.

I have to go face to face.

I want a plane waiting at the airport. I'll tell them where I want to go when I get there.

Is that all?

For now that's all.

You'll get it. But, Joe, I want you to do something for me. Let me take a look around inside. Make sure everybody's okay.

No. You just do shit for me right now.

Open your shirt.

I'm not wearing a wire. This is just between you and me.

Shut the fuck up and do what I say!

Don't go reading my lips, man. That's an intrusion. Save that shit for the sniper school. Comprende?

Sorry... Habit.

That's a lot of commitment. I admire that.

Do you really?

No. Actually I think it's fucking crazy, I don't know if I could do it.

Thanks for clearing that up. I hear your former girlfriend is going out with Greg Barnett.

Where did you hear that?

Around. Barnett's tough competition.

Yeah, well that's a sore subject, and therefore out of bounds to a young sprout of a hostage negotiator under my tutelage.

COME ON RUSSELL!... Who the fuck's Russell?!

The jockey!

COME ON, RUSSELL!

What the fuck is going on.

I don't know, but I've got to get on there.

You're crazy.

Pull up alongside.

It might have happened no matter who was up there.

Bullshit! Would it have happened to you?

Maybe... There's one thing you have to remember... You don't create the situations. You can only try to save people from them.

I thought I could do it. I was so damn sure of myself. But I didn't know what to say. The words wouldn't come. My mouth turned to mush. You make it look so easy, Roper. But it is not. It's not easy. It's a different job than looking through the rifle scope.

That it is.

I know how you feel, Ray.

You don't know shit, and I suggest you leave.

Ray, if you walk out of here with me, I'll get you a job.

Doing what? Cleaning toilets?

I can't guarantee you what it will be. But I swear on my life, I'll find you work.

And why the fuck would you do that for me?

Not for you, Ray. For me. A close friend of mine was killed this week. The way I figure it, I stop you from doin' what you said, I'm one up on body count.

Who the fuck are you, Mother Teresa?

My name's Scott Roper.

Oh, hell, forget it. This won't work.

What do you want from me?

Something I guess I can't have anymore.

Don't try to make me feel guilty. The whole time we were together, you went out of your way to prove you didn't need me. Now, suddenly, for one night, you need me again. I can't do it. I can't be more than your friend. Because I know what will happen. In a few weeks you'll be back on top, and you'll shut me out just as soon as you don't need me again.

You think I didn't need you?

If you did, you never showed it.

Ronnie...

How come in those foreign movies the young girl is always with some fat, old guy.

In Europe women find older men very sexy.

I don't think you're old and fat enough for me.

Use your imagination.

I've never seen sea so blue. Tahiti is magnificent, Scottie.

Yeah, I could get used to this Paradise shit.

You crazy? With all those people around?

Know what you are?! You're a prude, Roper.

The hell I am!

Prude.

First you want me to put on one of those skinny ass bathing suits -- tongs or thongs or whatever you call them -- with my butt cheeks wrapped around a piece of dental floss... No way.

Where's the damn wire?!

Here comes the wire... and... Backtrack gets up in the last jump. Cozy girl a very game second.

SHIT!

What do we got?

32 minutes ago the silent alarm went off, then the fire alarm. A unit was a block away, and the suspect got trapped inside.

Any verification on numbers.

We've only seen and talked to one suspect. He calls himself "Joe". There's two jewelers, two salespeople, the manager, a security guard, and an elderly woman. This particular store is where they do a lot of jewelry making and repair. They have anywhere from 8 to 10 million in raw stones on any given day, so they sure as shit didn't just wander in. They knew what they were coming for.

What have you promised them?

Just that I'd talk to my superiors.

You don't have much sex up there in the real world, do you?

No...

Where the hell are you going?

Unfinished business.

And what about the reconfiguration?

Perfect opportunity for you to demonstrate your continued worth.

Take care.

Take care? Where the hell are you going --

You're jumping to conclusions.

He's not plugged-into the system. He's in the fucking system!

Because why the hell would you be interested in a program that allows people to live inside your machines? I mean how much profit could there possibly be from owning the universe and selling space in it to people who are dying, or people who are just God-Damned sick of this world --

-- Come on, you know F.C.O. regs. Anyone caught with their R and D hand in the bio-digitization cookie jar spends the rest of their life in federal penitentiary. It's not worth it.

Be a hell of a lot easier to digitize a real person, then strip them down to a module you can use to make as many employee programs as you need.

Yes, in theory, I suppose that would work.

Don't know what you're talking about.

Of course you do. And the only shot you've got of keeping your ass from sinking in a sea of shit is to tell me where you got this program.

I had everything. Once.

So what happened?

Life knocked me back.

I came into this world flat on my ass.

And now you have everything.

No. Not everything.

Up down. Down up. It's the same. You see things through both eyes.

I guess I am. Just a little.

What do you mean?

Scared.

I ain't mad. I ain't even surprised. But I can't let ya fuck me. On the other hand, if ya got needs beyond the thirty-five, I'll advance it to you against our next deal on the same terms.

Could we step outside?

Masseria's confused. He can't figure whether you're workin' for Maranzano, or gettin' ready to kill the bastard. So he's spreadin' the word that you're goin' after Profaci because it happened on his turf. I figure Masseria's gonna try to rub out Profaci, and pin it on us. Then Maranzano will have to kill ya.

You got men on Profaci's place?

We got our boys paintin' the house next door. Around the clock. We're gonna keep old man Profaci alive if it takes twenty coats.

I think Maranzano's talkin' a hell of a deal.

Sure, Frankie. Fuck me. Fuck Meyer. Fuck Arnold Rothstein who's made us all rich. All so you can be an fuckin' honorary Sicilian!

Does Maranzano have to kiss you on the lips before you'll take his goddamn money?

If he's gonna fuck me up the ass!

I'm sorry, but I sleep better when I know I'm with the winning side.

We're gonna be the winning side. It's like Rothstein said about that guy in Austria. We're gonna use Maranzano and Masseria. Let 'em knock each other bloody. And then, when everybody's screamin' for peace, we step in to make it. What they're fight in' over, everybody will beg us to take.

I thought we just wanted to be left alone to run our business.

You could have stopped him.

Ya never tell a guy about a broad.

So you all make the same mistakes?

Gives us something in common.

Bugsy, you and I don't need to be in business with Maranzano. We got more jobs than we can handle. That's not the problem.

So what is the problem?

The minute we sell out to Maranzano, that bastard is gonna have you knocked off.

Tommy Reina's gone over to Maranzano, but so far Masseria ain't lifted a finger,

The fat man's scared. Scared of us, and scared without us. Same with Maranzano. We gotta get their minds back on each other. This fuckin' peace is killin' us.

We can get the war started tomorrow, but it won't be pretty.

Who?

Tommy Reina.

Meyer, ain't anybody ever told you ya look more like a bookkeeper than a fuckin' mobster?

What's your problem?

It's just that Maranzano's the only bastard I ever heard brag about gettin' audited by the IRS. He came out clean, so he thinks his shit don't stink.

Is there a fuckin' point comin' up anytime soon?

Seein' he loved the experience so much, I think we outta give him the pleasure again.

Yeah. So who the fuck does?

Come on. Tell us, Shitface.

I like that.

Whatta ya mean, Boss?

Ya piss like a man.

Tommy tells me that Capone's coming in from Chicago.

He's trying to make it.

He'll think something's wrong I ain't there.

He'll know you were smart enough to stay away, Boss.

What the fuck does that mean?

You know that if you come, we gotta invite Maranzano.

So fuck him. I don't care anymore. Let him come.

So he can talk to all the families behind your back? Maybe have his own meet at 3:00 AM under the goddamn boardwalk? No. You're too smart for a sucker play.

If I wanted ta kill ya, I woulda done it long ago. It's not like you ain't given me reason.

I'm still the Boss of All the Bosses! And you'll do what I say!