Tequila:
You know, my momma... she always told me, 'Us Southerners get our good manners from the British.' So I was thinkin', "Ain't that a pity? Y'all ain't keepin' none for yourself." Y'all ain't ever heard of knockin' before you enter?
[spits tobacco]

Eggsy:
Well, a-actually... we had an invitation, didn't we?
Merlin:
Yeah.
Tequila:
Oh, did you now?
Eggsy:
Yeah, yeah, it came in the shape of a bottle? We're from the Kingsman tailor shop in London. Maybe you've heard of us.
Tequila:
Oh, the Kingsman!
Merlin:
Yeah.
Tequila:
Huh. That's where y'all got them fine suits and them fancy spectacles y'all got on.
Merlin:
Exactly.
Eggsy:
That's right.
Tequila:
Y'all look damn sharp. Let me see if I got it right here. You want me to believe that it's normal for a tailor to hack through an advanced biometric security system with nothin' but a little bitty ol' watch on?
[pause; Eggsy and Merlin glance worriedly at each other]

Tequila:
I can promise you, though.
[flip-cocks his rifle, points it at them]

Tequila:
That dog don't hunt. Won't you go on and get down on your knees and tell me who you really work for?
[pause, then Merlin lets go of the hole he made in a whiskey cask. Tequila spits his chewing tobacco to seal the hole]

Tequila:
That's 1963 Statesman Reserve. You've just made it personal.
[Tequila attacks Eggsy and Merlin. He knocks out Merlin and programs Eggsy's dart watch on him]

Eggsy:
Who the fuck are you?
[Eggsy falls unconscious from the tranquilizer dart]
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:42

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