MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Meaning Man can do whatever the fuck it wants?	Yes.
Yes.	That's fantastic.
That's fantastic.	Why did you agree to come here?
She'll come back.	No, she won't.
No, she won't.	Why would you let her to do that?
Why would you let her to do that?	It's not human, Kelvin. Whatever it is, it's not human, and I am threatened by that. Evolution-of- the-species-at-stake threatened. And I want to win. I want humans to win. So I am killing it before it kills me.
It's not human, Kelvin. Whatever it is, it's not human, and I am threatened by that. Evolution-of- the-species-at-stake threatened. And I want to win. I want humans to win. So I am killing it before it kills me.	You fucking bastard...
You fucking bastard...	Whose side are you on?
You want to fuck her?	Stop it.
Stop it.	You behave as though you want to fuck her.
You behave as though you want to fuck her.	Rheya. Not here.
Rheya. Not here.	And I just want to know if I'm crazy or not -- if what I think is happening is actually happening. Or am I one of those people, those women, who are blind to what's going on? Who pretend not to see their husband's attention toward another woman?
And I just want to know if I'm crazy or not -- if what I think is happening is actually happening. Or am I one of those people, those women, who are blind to what's going on? Who pretend not to see their husband's attention toward another woman?	Let's go home.
Let's go home.	You go home.
You go home.	I am. Please come with me. I don't want to do this here.
I am. Please come with me. I don't want to do this here.	You talk like an actor.
Do you have any idea how much I like fucking you?	I think so.
I think so.	Good. Because I want you to know. I really like fucking you.
... It was like... the minute I saw her... I knew. She looked so damn adorable in a cop's uniform... puttin' on a big, tough act...	So it was "love".
So it was "love".	Yeah. It was.
Yeah. It was.	And "is"...?
Stop, will you?!	Let go!
Let go!	Stop being nuts!
Stop being nuts!	I trusted you! I thought you cared about me?!
I trusted you! I thought you cared about me?!	I do care about you!
I do care about you!	More bullshit! More bullshit! What kind of odds are they giving me? There must be some kind of office pool. One month? A couple of days?
The real estate lady left, she couldn't wait anymore. What took you?	Oh, some shit.
Oh, some shit.	What shit, honey?
What shit, honey?	You don't want to hear about it.
Honey. You got him.	I don't know that Ellie. He might get out. Garber's not bein' straight with the witness, she could be in deep shit if she identifies him, and it's my job to convince her she won't be.
I don't know that Ellie. He might get out. Garber's not bein' straight with the witness, she could be in deep shit if she identifies him, and it's my job to convince her she won't be.	She's got to identify him.
She's got to identify him.	Why?
Why?	Because the the only way to stop crime is to identify criminals. I can't believe you're talking this way Mister Detective -- I think she's got a lot of guts.
Because the the only way to stop crime is to identify criminals. I can't believe you're talking this way Mister Detective -- I think she's got a lot of guts.	I think -- she's crazy.
I think -- she's crazy.	I'd identify him.
I'd identify him.	I might stop you.
What?	Goddamn Venza assaulted a taxi driver in the Bronx, thirteen months ago. It's coming to court and the judge let him walk because of the pending case law.
Let me drive...	Get away from me... get away! She means that much to you, you stay with her. But you come back, you come back for me. Not for Tommy, not for your mother, or your fucking job, but for me.
Get away from me... get away! She means that much to you, you stay with her. But you come back, you come back for me. Not for Tommy, not for your mother, or your fucking job, but for me.	El? I'm sorry. I do love you. And you are a lady. I have so much respect...
No One-Seventeen, they'll fuck it up! He told me not to tell anybody, to bring Claire and come alone! He won't wait, he knows I'm two minutes away! Koontz, please!	I can't do it, you know that... He's not gonna allow it anyway, Mike. No way is he gonna let anybody walk out of that house alive, who can finger him.
Uh, yeah. I'm a policeman.	Ever shot anyone?
Ever shot anyone?	Yes.
Yes.	Does it make you... hard?
Does it make you... hard?	... Hard?
... Hard?	Erect. You know, a "boner?" I'd heard that it gives you a boner, to shoot a man.
Watch your step!	What the fuck you doin'?!
Jesus Christ.	Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.	And you let me go on about Rosomoff working me too hard? I feel like a complete idiot.
And you let me go on about Rosomoff working me too hard? I feel like a complete idiot.	You're not half the idiot I am, Harry.
You taking extension classes, Mr. Jameson?	Parker-- you go here, right? Got your camera?
Parker-- you go here, right? Got your camera?	Yeah--
Yeah--	Get inside and get pictures. Fifty bucks.
Get inside and get pictures. Fifty bucks.	Can we make it a hundred?
Can we make it a hundred?	Seventy. But I want blood and gore. You know, sexy stuff.
I bet you don't think I appreciate you, Parker. I do.	Well, thanks. You wouldn't believe what I went through to get those. Right after you took my camera, this ambulan--
Well, thanks. You wouldn't believe what I went through to get those. Right after you took my camera, this ambulan--	I like enthusiasm. That's why I use a lot of smart-ass kids. Not just 'cause they work cheap.
I like enthusiasm. That's why I use a lot of smart-ass kids. Not just 'cause they work cheap.	Mr. Jameson--
Mr. Jameson--	I got a question, college boy. What the hell am I supposed to do with these!? I ask for disaster, pathos, what do I get? Salvador Dali! When I want artsy-fartsy double-exposures, I'll ask for--
I got a question, college boy. What the hell am I supposed to do with these!? I ask for disaster, pathos, what do I get? Salvador Dali! When I want artsy-fartsy double-exposures, I'll ask for--	Double-exposures? But they're not-- I was in--
Double-exposures? But they're not-- I was in--	I don't give a gerbil's ass how you got 'em! I can't print this surreal garbage!
I don't give a gerbil's ass how you got 'em! I can't print this surreal garbage!	You print pictures of Bigfoot!
You print pictures of Bigfoot!	Bunch of kids at your goddamned college say their appliances attacked them. Did you get pictures?
Bunch of kids at your goddamned college say their appliances attacked them. Did you get pictures?	Mr. Jameson--
Mr. Jameson--	No! Washington Square, manhole covers turn into flying saucers and radios explode like A-bombs. Did you get pictures?
No! Washington Square, manhole covers turn into flying saucers and radios explode like A-bombs. Did you get pictures?	Can I get a word in edgewise?
Can I get a word in edgewise?	No! Now get outta my face, kid.
Is that bug juice, or are you just glad to see me?	Sorry. I'm still getting the hang of this.
Sorry. I'm still getting the hang of this.	I see. So, Amazing Spider-Man-- I'll assume that's not your given name--
I see. So, Amazing Spider-Man-- I'll assume that's not your given name--	Just call me Spidey.
Just call me Spidey.	Can I get you a snack-- a housefly, maybe?
Can I get you a snack-- a housefly, maybe?	Thanks, I already ate.
Thanks, I already ate.	I'll hate myself in the morning for asking, but what exactly makes you any more amazing than the average jerk on the street?
I'll hate myself in the morning for asking, but what exactly makes you any more amazing than the average jerk on the street?	Well...
God, Flash can be such a jerk.	But you like that in a man?
But you like that in a man?	You should write that one down.
You should write that one down.	"Flash," Liz. You're going out with something that calls itself "Flash."
"Flash," Liz. You're going out with something that calls itself "Flash."	Some prep school thing.
Some prep school thing.	Does it have a human name?
Does it have a human name?	Eugene. Admit it, Peter-- you'd do anything for a nickname like "Flash."
Eugene. Admit it, Peter-- you'd do anything for a nickname like "Flash."	I'd never admit that.
I'd never admit that.	Hurry up, Flash!
I'm sorry about being a jerk this afternoon.	Just shut up and close your eyes. This'll hurt.
Lieutenant, I've triangulated recent bizarre events-- the Bronx, Jersey, Brooklyn-- all rippling out from-- Here. The E.S.U. Science Center. Octavius' experiment seems to have opened a hole in space-time, drastically changing the interrelation between molecular binding, electromagnetism and gravity--	Yeah, that's fascinating, but I'm just a fat, dumb cop lookin' for a psycho killer--
Yeah, that's fascinating, but I'm just a fat, dumb cop lookin' for a psycho killer--	There's an infinitely greater danger. If-- Listen. The only thing Octavius cares about is repeating his experiment. To do that, he needs a radioactive catalyst, SL 270.
Here we have a typical barrack. It houses seventy-five men. Every one of them has his own bunk, naturally.	Naturally. It would be rather awkward to have three men in one bunk.
Naturally. It would be rather awkward to have three men in one bunk.	As for the blankets, you will notice they are very warm. Fifty percent wool.
As for the blankets, you will notice they are very warm. Fifty percent wool.	They also smell of moth balls. When were they issued? This morning?
Anybody call?	Go on, Sefton -- butt out!
When the Krauts find that gadget they'll throw us all in the boob.	They know about that gadget. I'd worry more about the radio.
Ach so!	What did you say?
What did you say?	Amazing, what you can do with five thousand ping-pong balls, isn't it?
I have spoken to the Klingon High Council, sir. They identified the Bird of Prey as belonging to the Duras sisters.	Lursa and B'Etor? This doesn't make any sense. A renowned stellar physicist somehow uses a trilithium probe to destroy a star, kidnaps Geordi and escapes with a pair of Klingon renegades. Why? What the hell's going on?
Steady... Steady, boys. Keep scanning... I thought you people were reliable... Where the hell is he!	He has been here for some time. I can feel his presence.
He has been here for some time. I can feel his presence.	Don't give me your Klingon mumbo- jumbo -- there ain't another vessel in this whole damn quadrant.
Don't give me your Klingon mumbo- jumbo -- there ain't another vessel in this whole damn quadrant.	Put me on the hailing frequency.
Put me on the hailing frequency.	Sure - whatever games you wanna play.
Saavik... My god, what happened to them?	It would seem that Grissom was destroyed by an enemy attack.
It would seem that Grissom was destroyed by an enemy attack.	You mean, we're stranded down here?!
You mean, we're stranded down here?!	Logic indicates that is the case.
Logic indicates that is the case.	How can you be logical at a time like this?! We have to get thee hell off this planet!

Meaning Man can do whatever the fuck it wants?

Yes.

That's fantastic.

Why did you agree to come here?

She'll come back.

No, she won't.

Why would you let her to do that?

It's not human, Kelvin. Whatever it is, it's not human, and I am threatened by that. Evolution-of- the-species-at-stake threatened. And I want to win. I want humans to win. So I am killing it before it kills me.

You fucking bastard...

Whose side are you on?

You want to fuck her?

Stop it.

You behave as though you want to fuck her.

Rheya. Not here.

And I just want to know if I'm crazy or not -- if what I think is happening is actually happening. Or am I one of those people, those women, who are blind to what's going on? Who pretend not to see their husband's attention toward another woman?

Let's go home.

You go home.

I am. Please come with me. I don't want to do this here.

You talk like an actor.

Do you have any idea how much I like fucking you?

I think so.

Good. Because I want you to know. I really like fucking you.

... It was like... the minute I saw her... I knew. She looked so damn adorable in a cop's uniform... puttin' on a big, tough act...

So it was "love".

Yeah. It was.

And "is"...?

Stop, will you?!

Let go!

Stop being nuts!

I trusted you! I thought you cared about me?!

I do care about you!

More bullshit! More bullshit! What kind of odds are they giving me? There must be some kind of office pool. One month? A couple of days?

The real estate lady left, she couldn't wait anymore. What took you?

Oh, some shit.

What shit, honey?

You don't want to hear about it.

Honey. You got him.

I don't know that Ellie. He might get out. Garber's not bein' straight with the witness, she could be in deep shit if she identifies him, and it's my job to convince her she won't be.

She's got to identify him.

Why?

Because the the only way to stop crime is to identify criminals. I can't believe you're talking this way Mister Detective -- I think she's got a lot of guts.

I think -- she's crazy.

I'd identify him.

I might stop you.

What?

Goddamn Venza assaulted a taxi driver in the Bronx, thirteen months ago. It's coming to court and the judge let him walk because of the pending case law.

Let me drive...

Get away from me... get away! She means that much to you, you stay with her. But you come back, you come back for me. Not for Tommy, not for your mother, or your fucking job, but for me.

El? I'm sorry. I do love you. And you are a lady. I have so much respect...

No One-Seventeen, they'll fuck it up! He told me not to tell anybody, to bring Claire and come alone! He won't wait, he knows I'm two minutes away! Koontz, please!

I can't do it, you know that... He's not gonna allow it anyway, Mike. No way is he gonna let anybody walk out of that house alive, who can finger him.

Uh, yeah. I'm a policeman.

Ever shot anyone?

Yes.

Does it make you... hard?

... Hard?

Erect. You know, a "boner?" I'd heard that it gives you a boner, to shoot a man.

Watch your step!

What the fuck you doin'?!

Jesus Christ.

Mm-hmm.

And you let me go on about Rosomoff working me too hard? I feel like a complete idiot.

You're not half the idiot I am, Harry.

You taking extension classes, Mr. Jameson?

Parker-- you go here, right? Got your camera?

Yeah--

Get inside and get pictures. Fifty bucks.

Can we make it a hundred?

Seventy. But I want blood and gore. You know, sexy stuff.

I bet you don't think I appreciate you, Parker. I do.

Well, thanks. You wouldn't believe what I went through to get those. Right after you took my camera, this ambulan--

I like enthusiasm. That's why I use a lot of smart-ass kids. Not just 'cause they work cheap.

Mr. Jameson--

I got a question, college boy. What the hell am I supposed to do with these!? I ask for disaster, pathos, what do I get? Salvador Dali! When I want artsy-fartsy double-exposures, I'll ask for--

Double-exposures? But they're not-- I was in--

I don't give a gerbil's ass how you got 'em! I can't print this surreal garbage!

You print pictures of Bigfoot!

Bunch of kids at your goddamned college say their appliances attacked them. Did you get pictures?

Mr. Jameson--

No! Washington Square, manhole covers turn into flying saucers and radios explode like A-bombs. Did you get pictures?

Can I get a word in edgewise?

No! Now get outta my face, kid.

Is that bug juice, or are you just glad to see me?

Sorry. I'm still getting the hang of this.

I see. So, Amazing Spider-Man-- I'll assume that's not your given name--

Just call me Spidey.

Can I get you a snack-- a housefly, maybe?

Thanks, I already ate.

I'll hate myself in the morning for asking, but what exactly makes you any more amazing than the average jerk on the street?

Well...

God, Flash can be such a jerk.

But you like that in a man?

You should write that one down.

"Flash," Liz. You're going out with something that calls itself "Flash."

Some prep school thing.

Does it have a human name?

Eugene. Admit it, Peter-- you'd do anything for a nickname like "Flash."

I'd never admit that.

Hurry up, Flash!

I'm sorry about being a jerk this afternoon.

Just shut up and close your eyes. This'll hurt.

Lieutenant, I've triangulated recent bizarre events-- the Bronx, Jersey, Brooklyn-- all rippling out from-- Here. The E.S.U. Science Center. Octavius' experiment seems to have opened a hole in space-time, drastically changing the interrelation between molecular binding, electromagnetism and gravity--

Yeah, that's fascinating, but I'm just a fat, dumb cop lookin' for a psycho killer--

There's an infinitely greater danger. If-- Listen. The only thing Octavius cares about is repeating his experiment. To do that, he needs a radioactive catalyst, SL 270.

Here we have a typical barrack. It houses seventy-five men. Every one of them has his own bunk, naturally.

Naturally. It would be rather awkward to have three men in one bunk.

As for the blankets, you will notice they are very warm. Fifty percent wool.

They also smell of moth balls. When were they issued? This morning?

Anybody call?

Go on, Sefton -- butt out!

When the Krauts find that gadget they'll throw us all in the boob.

They know about that gadget. I'd worry more about the radio.

Ach so!

What did you say?

Amazing, what you can do with five thousand ping-pong balls, isn't it?

I have spoken to the Klingon High Council, sir. They identified the Bird of Prey as belonging to the Duras sisters.

Lursa and B'Etor? This doesn't make any sense. A renowned stellar physicist somehow uses a trilithium probe to destroy a star, kidnaps Geordi and escapes with a pair of Klingon renegades. Why? What the hell's going on?

Steady... Steady, boys. Keep scanning... I thought you people were reliable... Where the hell is he!

He has been here for some time. I can feel his presence.

Don't give me your Klingon mumbo- jumbo -- there ain't another vessel in this whole damn quadrant.

Put me on the hailing frequency.

Sure - whatever games you wanna play.

Saavik... My god, what happened to them?

It would seem that Grissom was destroyed by an enemy attack.

You mean, we're stranded down here?!

Logic indicates that is the case.

How can you be logical at a time like this?! We have to get thee hell off this planet!