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Give me that. I'm leaving Matilda. Alone. And I advise you to do the same. No! Just stay away. Leave her out of this. No. Next room. Wake up. Call it. Let's go.
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Wait, um, do I know you? Vestax? Hey, whoa, fuck! Hey, oh, hey! Take it easy, take it easy! Whoa! Hey, drugs and meat? No, not at all. No, really, you're barking up the wrong tree. I mean, I've been clean for a very long time. Excuse me. Whoa! Vestax is... Listen, Vestax is a little prick. I'm not gonna lie to you. I mean, he's a... And I'm not the only one who thinks so. I'm not surprised. Not surprised. Wait, what? Come back. There's no come back. I've never left. It's just that I won't get out of bed for less than 100K. I pay less, but it's a choice. An FTL. But what are you... What? 500,000? That's two, three DJ sets in Dubai. No sweat. I'm not going to. Not thrown off. Scene direction.
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Not much left of your palace. So how much more time you want to waste? Nah, it's okay, Jez. All bark and no bite. Let's get to work so we can get this done. Then you can go back to your hole. You belong there, you can. Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck him! Shit! Ay-yay-yay-yay! Fuck!
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Surprise! You have guests. Oh crap, I see it's a bad time. It's just I forgot to ask for your number and I need help with something, so I thought I've got her address. I'll help if you want. You kidding me?
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This was delicious. Yeah, she's the best. And her idea of a food truck, that's gonna be so cool. Actually, I'm not shooting now. I have a film that's releasing in a few days. Otherwise, I'm waiting to hear about the next film by Renaud Lehmann. Well, the co-lead is... It's gonna be Lena Thais. That's right. Yeah. Yes, that's true, but we're pretending. It's a job. Come on, guys. She never made me this happy, and I'm not with her parents on this gorgeous day.
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We're officers, not accountants, and my guys know the risks. Those bikers are in this for the adrenaline rush, not the money. And they love to make us look stupid. They're not done. You can bet on that. The Crystal Week. Elsa, please. We know they specialize in jewelry theft. Check this out.
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Renata, what's going on? Please, you're gonna wake up the whole neighborhood. Will you get down? Get off that thing. Please, get down. Uh-huh. Lift your leg, just... Now the other. Come on. Okay. Now. Sure. Will you get off that thing? Would you please come on down? Please, Renata, just... Just please get down from that thing. Will you get off that thing? I have something to tell you.
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We have to wait this out, it shouldn't be long. No. No, my dear, as you know, motorcycles and rain don't exactly mix. It's a miracle we're alive. And we've got all this stuff, and the dog... It wasn't the most professional moment we've had, but I guess these things happen. Look, it was a shitty coincidence, the dog having the same name as you do, and it got under your skin a bit. I get it, but it's done. Next, let's move on. Like, what? I'm very present, okay? I was present in there when you were having your moment, but it's done now. Just like what? Listen, if I let every little thing that happens ruin my life, I wouldn't get up in the morning. Penny... No, you're not weak, you're not, okay? But you love a crisis. It's like they're your fuel, they give you strength, they give you energy, they... No, as long as you're here, everything's a crisis.
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Hmm... Tch, what? But here, scribbled big and bold. Nan Young. You sure? Well then... All the more reason to fix it! Hehe, oh! Hmm... You don't have to call me sir, just Jay. It's my name. Please, just call me Jay. I know! I've worked up an appetite with all that walking. What do you say? Wanna grab a bite? Hehe.
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Nanyang, all I ever wanted was to surround you with light. The last thing I wanted you to see were the shadows lurking deep inside me. How could a plain nobody like me ever dare to want someone as extraordinary as you? I tell myself that I should just put an end to it. But when I'd wake in the morning, I'd long for those traces of you. And in the end, it was you who taught me that light and shadow are inseparable. If you don't embrace the shadows, then you'll never see the light. Please, please work. Just waiting indefinitely. I won't lie, it hurts. Sometimes a lot. But if there's one thing as sure as my suffering, it's that I can't ever give up on you. So don't you dare go giving up on me. I need you to come back. Put an end to this weight. And save me!
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Reese, look! We're here now, aren't we? We came all this way! It'd be a waste not to have fun! You're becoming more like my mom every year. Hey! How about it? Let's hit the bar for a drink! Uh...
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I need you to work your magic on a gringo. Please. Don LaRon, how are you? Doing well? You having a good time here? I'd like to present my charming wife, Leila. Tell him, Leilina, tell him what I always say about their casinos. Not at all, my friend, not at all. Believe me, we chose you as partners for that exact reason. Truly, we did. Any legal casino in Rio de Janeiro will have to rise to that level. And I apologize to bring up money like this, but we would need a small advance deposit. It's the normal method to continue the process. I don't know about France, but there's a... an expression in Brazil. Bread doesn't rise without mixing some yeast in, and... we think that things will move along better with a 10% deposit of the money you're putting down. Money is never a joke, LaRon. I don't make jokes about money. It's bad luck. Not a problem, not a problem. Your perspective might change after a week of thinking. It's not that easy in Brazil, you'll see. He's so offensive. Let me educate you on how things work out here. The law in Rio de Janeiro comes from the streets, our streets. They say that the men who make the rules are those who enforce them. Doesn't always happen in that order. Let's blow this joint.
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Being reserved and considerate are features of His Royal Highness. Joy will not evade you. There is a remarkable duty you will inherit. You are to become Queen of France. If I may, no ordinary woman could ever hope for a life such as yours. Myself, I have the honor of protecting Princess Marie Antoinette. My delight and most important duty.
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Nothing to do with what? Why don't you enlighten me? Know about what? Speak, dammit! What the fuck are you saying?! You're useless, man. You weak piece of shit. You couldn't kill anyone. But it could be that... you want to get rid of all your dead. And because of that, you gave them away to that piece of shit, Dulcy. Yeah. So what's this tool do? Good. So maybe it'll make you stop lying.
